Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 81

At that time, I was extremely nervous. What I feared most was that Rosy would force me to withdraw the complaint.

Based on how she favored me, if she made such a request, I surely would compromise.

Rosy nodded after hearing my words. Then she patted my hand and said, "Charlotte, sorry that you were wronged."

I lowered my head and said nothing, waiting for her to finish her words.

To my surprise, Rosy didn't persuade me to withdraw the accusation. Instead, she said to me, "Let everything take its course naturally. Caroline is spoiled by us. It's good for her to stay there and learn some lessons. But after she is there, Jeremy will find someone to help her. And she won't have a hard time there."

Of course, I knew that.

The cells in the prison were divided into different levels.

Only people who like me, who was abandoned and specifically "taken care of" under Caroline's instruction, would be put in the worst cells with people like Mrs. White.

However, if Caroline was put in jail, she naturally would live in a single room where there would be a TV and a computer.

Although she would be nominally referred to as a prisoner, it was just that she couldn't move freely.

After I came out of Rosy's house, I felt a little relieved.

Although I knew that Patrick wouldn't let me go so easily, I had secretly vowed that whatever he threatened me with, I wouldn't give in.

Patrick turned to me a week before the trial started.

By that time, I had hired a lawyer.

Moreover, the evidence for this case was solid. So the lawyer didn't have to do too much. It was only a matter of how the judge would convict Caroline and how long she would be sentenced.

Patrick stopped me at the door of my house.

That day, I went to a construction site and worked overtime in the company for the design drawings. It wasn't until 11 p.m. that I got home.

But Patrick had been waiting for me there till 11 p.m.

"Withdraw your complaint."

When he saw me, he went straight to the point and stated what he wanted briefly.

"Impossible," I replied decisively. After thinking for a while, I added, "Unless I die."

"Since I have said so, he should be very clear about my attitude, my standpoint, and my determination, right?"

I bypassed him and walked into the corridor. But Patrick caught up with me, pulled me into the stairwell, and pressed me against the wall.

Burying his head in my neck and pressing his thin lips against my ears, he said, "Withdraw the complaint, okay?"

This time, it was clear that he spoke in a gentler tone.

There were even some pleading tone in it.

I felt somewhat distressed for him. But I knew that it wasn't because of me but Caroline that he spoke in such a tone with affection.

I closed my eyes, clenched my hands into fists, and pressed them on the wall, "It's impossible. Unless I die."

My answer was still the same.

"Actually, I knew about this early. I know that you hate her in your heart. You are angry. And you want to take revenge in this way. I understand your feelings. So I have never intervened in this matter, allowing the police to investigate it all the time. Now she has been in the detention center for a month... If you think it's not enough, I can help her make it up to you."

Although his previous words made me angry, I didn't say anything.

But his last sentence infuriated me!

"Make it up to me for her? What do you have to do with her?"

I pushed Patrick away all of a sudden. And the sound control light in the corridor was on.

I looked at Patrick, feeling that my heart hurt so much!

I seemed to have realized something as I asked, "I got it. You are so kind to me these days. Originally, I thought that you did fall for me sincerely. Now, it seems that I have overthought it. It is just that you are so self-righteous that you think you are paying off the debt for Caroline, right?"

"Charlotte..."

"Don't call me by my name!" I roared. "You just said that I hate her. Do you think I don't hate you?! After all, it's all your fault! Everything happened because of the title of Mrs. Cowell!"

I paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm telling you, Patrick Cowell, I surely will hate you for the rest of my life!"

After that, I tried to bypass him again and walk out. But Patrick grabbed my hands so tightly.