Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 382

At this time, Sheridan, who originally didn't want to intervene, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He came over and said, "That's enough, Dulcie. Let them in."

"Sheridan, how come you help them too? This woman...She..."

"All right. Don't make trouble in the hospital if you have something to say. It will make a fool of yourself." Sheridan looked irritated.

Judging from the expression on his face, I could tell that he should have found Dulcie an annoyance.

During this short interval, Patrick pulled me slightly. Only then did I go in with them.

In the ICU ward, Ned lay on the only hospital bed with a stomach tube on his nose, an intravenous drip on his hands, and countless instruments beside him.

His eyes were tightly shut. There was sallow skin on his wrinkled face.

Actually, it hadn't been long since I met him last time. But Ned seemed to have aged for several dozen years old.

Glenn asked Patrick next to him, "Did Grandpa fall asleep?"

"You have to call him Great- grandfather." I reminded Glenn.

Now that Glenn addressed Patrick as his father. In that case, he should call Ned Great-grandfather Ned.

Hearing us talking, Ned, who originally closed his eyes, opened his eyes slightly. Upon seeing Glenn, he curled up the corner of his dry lips, saying, "Glenn, are you here?"

His hoarse voice indicated that he was old and devoid of much strength.

Glenn nodded his head.

Patrick moved a chair on the side over. Glenn sat on it and looked at Ned, asking, "Grandpa, Greatgrandfather, what's wrong with you?"

Glenn corrected his wording.

Ned moved his lips slightly, "I am ill." He knew why Glenn called him like this.

"Really? Then you have to do as the doctor says carefully. Be good. Get an injection and take your medicine. You'll be fine soon!"

Glenn, who was young, had no idea that getting sick would be divided into several kinds of situations.

He thought that Ned was the same as him and that Ned got a cold and a fever. In that case, Ned could be cured by taking medicine and getting injections.

Hearing his words, Ned couldn't help laughing more brightly. And he said, "Well, okay. Greatgrandpa surely will do as the doctor says."

"Okay." Glenn nodded, stretched out his hand, and patted Ned's hand, saying, "Then, Grandfather, after you recover, I'll go have fun with you again."

"Okay, okay." Ned nodded slightly.

As he spoke, his blurry eyes were moistened.

He looked up at us after a long while and said, "Patrick, Janetta."

"Grandpa."

Patrick approached Ned. And I stood there.

Seeing Ned like this, to tell the truth, I was extremely sad in my heart. I might not have made him end up like this. But Ned did become like this because of me.

It was true that the reason why Ned became like this toady did have something to do with me.

I looked at Ned and said, "Grandpa Cowell, I'm sorry."

Ned looked up at me and spoke, "Stupid child. I don't blame you. I had done these things. Since so, I should be ready to be exposed by others."

"Great-grandpa, don't think too much. I'm looking for Uncle Shelton. I'll ask him to give you an explanation for this."

Patrick said on the side.

Ned shook his head, "Don't look for him. He has hatred against me in his heart. I know that. And I know what kind of person his mother better than any one of you. After I left, he should have lived a hard life. Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this."

Ned's words reminded me of what Shelton had told me that night.

"Could it be that he had told me the truth?"

"Did Shelton really have such a miserable childhood?"

For a moment, neither Patrick nor I spoke.

Ned looked at the three of us and said, "I'm leaving soon. I can't control what will happen in the future. You can do whatever you want."

"Great-grandpa, where are you going?"