I don't know how many tears I had shed.
However, when I came to myself, the people around me seemed to have dispersed, as if some police had come to stop them.
In the end, I was left alone.
I felt like I was deprived of all my feelings. I couldn't feel sadness, anger or grief.
I only stood up and did not take a taxi. I was pointed at by the surrounding people when made my way back, finally, I arrived at the No.1, City Y on foot.
Along the way, I was in a daze.
I didn't quite remember what happened.
I went home, took a shower, changed my clothes, and sat down on the sofa.
My brain was in a mess.
I completely seemed to have entered a state where I couldn't help denying myself.
As I sat there, all I thought about was—-
All the things happened because of me.
Because of me, the studio was destroyed by someone
Because of me, all the orders had been cancelled.
Because of me, my mother's life was exposed in public.
Because of me, Patrick's company had almost lost its Al project, and it was now on the verge of collapse.
'I'm like a jinx.' I think,
'Those who have any relationship with me will all be unfortunate.'
I thought that Patrick must be the kind of person with good fortune. Even so, he was affected by my bad luck when he was with me. He almost couldn't overcome it.
I should stay away from him.
I shouldn't burden him anymore.
Today, those people were right. I shouldn't have lived in this world at all.
'However, I can't die. How could Glenn get by if I die? Won't he lose his mother?'
For the moment that this idea came to me, Glenn became the only reason for my survival.
It was already night time. The night of winter always came especially early.
All of a sudden, I missed Rosy very much.
I changed my clothes, put on my coat, and went out of the door. I thought, 'I am going to find Rosy.'
When I came back to my senses, I found that I actually went to the old house of the Archer Family.
The Archer Family was also in downtown. It didn't take much time to get here.
I wanted to go in, however, found a notice was posted by a real estate agency at the door, 'This house is up for sale '.
'For sale?'
'Who wants to sell granny's house?'
For a moment, my heart was filled with anxiety, and I was so flustered that I wanted to make a call. But when I went to search for my phone, I found that I didn't bring anything with me.
I didn't bring my phone or bag.
I brought nothing besides myself.
When I wanted to go back to take those, I heard the sound of the door's opening behind me, and then I heard someone call me, "Charlotte?"
I turned around and unexpectedly saw that the person standing at the door was Tracy!
It had been a long time since I saw her for the last time.
I didn't expect that she could recognize me.
However, it's not surprising that my affairs had already spread explosively on the Internet.
Oh, that's it.
She got it as a legacy.
I looked at her, only thinking about why she was selling the house. I asked in a low voice, "Are you going to sell this house?"
However, Tracy didn't even have the intention to answer my question. Instead, she threw herself at me. "You little b*tch, how dare you come back! Haven't you caused enough damage to our Archer Family?"
At this time, my nerves seemed to be numb.
She threw herself at me with her arms choking my neck. I didn't even try to avoid her.
I listened to her words and nodded, "Yes, it was my fault."
Tracy didn't seem to think that I would admit it immediately. She said angrily, "Aren't you ashamed to say that! My brother and sister-in-law are in such dire straits because of you!"
Though I heard Tracy said like this, I don't know why that I always felt she didn't think so in her heart.
It seemed to me that she didn't mind it too much.
I looked at her blankly. Although it was a little difficult for me to speak with her hand on my neck, I still said out, "The house, I'll buy it."
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