Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 308

"I would like to." I directly said so without even pondering on it for a second. After saying this, I whispered, "It doesn't matter if you won't rise again. It will be okay as long as the two of us are together."

Hearing our conversation, Jeremy stood up consciously and left with the computer in his hands.

The ones around us left their seats one after another. And most of them went to circle Shelton.

It was a place where the winner took all. Only the one bidding at the highest price would be the most shining star. And everyone else could only be a backdrop.

The front row was empty soon. Only Patrick and I were still there.

Patrick turned to look at me, "How can I do that? I've said that I will give you the best. If I fail, I'll break my promise."

"It's not a big deal. When I was a teenager, I made money on my own to support myself. Now I'm almost twice as old as before. Even if you don't work, I can support you with ease!"

I knew that Patrick should be in a quite low mood

right now.

Therefore, I tried my best to look relaxed.

He put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me into his arms with a slight force. After a while, he said, "Fool!"

"I... I like my current work very much. And I'm willing to work hard. I can raise myself and you."

I hugged him back and continued.

"Then, what about our child?"

Hearing Patrick's words, I felt that my heart tightened.

Glenn?

"He..."

"I'm sorry about what happened that day. I had to discuss with Kelsi important cooperation that day. So..."

"It doesn't matter. I know."

I knew that c surely hadn't hurt Glenn on purpose.

However hard I warned myself, I would always believe in Patrick unconditionally.

He straightened up and looked at me. He was in a much better mood than he had been before. Curling up the corner of his mouth slightly, he said, "For you, for our child, I will try my best." After that, he patted my hand and said, "Let's go."

When we walked to the entrance of Noah Center, the staff came over and said, "If you are going to the banquet, you should go that way."

It turned out that there would be a banquet after the auction.

"I have other matters to attend to. So I won't go there." After finishing his words, Patrick wanted to leave.

The staff, who was responsible for informing the attendees only, certainly wouldn't force anyone specific to attend the banquet.

"Janetta."

As Patrick and I were about to leave, someone called me from the noisy crowd behind us.

Although there were so many voices, I heard clearly that it was Shelton calling me.

I turned around and saw Shelton walking towards us with a crowd circling him.

The ones around him all looked ingratiated.

I looked at Shelton and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Congratulations! But I have to go first."

I didn't know how I should address Shelton Cowell.

Should I call him Shelton? What he had done was exposed. I couldn't call him like that.

Should I call him Dr. Shelton, Mr. Shelton, or President Shelton?

I, who was at a loss, didn't address him.

Looking at me and then at Patrick beside me, Shelton looked as gentle as ever and said, "There's some time to go before the banquet starts. I want to discuss something with Patrick. Let's go to the lounge together."

"No need. We won't ruin your mood. Uncle Shelton, we'll leave first."

When Patrick spoke, I felt something heavy on my shoulder.

I turned my head, only to find that Patrick had rested his hand on my shoulder.

Patrick placed his hand on my shoulder gently. However, facing Shelton, I felt his hand extremely heavy instead.