Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 464

Finn left angrily.

Then I noticed Jessica.

She hadn't said a word since just now. When I looked at her, her face was full of tears.

I crouched down, took her hand and said, "Mom, there's no need to cry for such a scumbag."

"I..." Jessica lowered her head and bit her lip. She couldn't say anything.

I approached her and asked deliberately, "Isn't my master a good man?"

"Eh-hem."

As I talked about Ryan, he stood at the stairs and coughed.

I stood up and looked at him. "Master, I'll leave my mother to you. You go comfort her and I'm going upstairs first."

Ryan waved at me.

I went upstairs and entered the study room.

Maybe it was because Jessica finally found out what an asshole Finn is, or she got along well with Ryan these days, she realized Ryan's goodness.

Just a week later, Jessica returned to normal.

I sent Glenn away for the weekend and went to Patrick's place on Monday.

I had been counting days recently. Patrick would go abroad for treatment in three months, and about two months had passed by now.

Soon, he would leave for treatment.

I got off work on Monday and went to Patrick's house. When I opened the door, he was standing right at the door and that scared me!

He leaned forward and pulled me to his side. Putting his face against my hand, he said, "Baby, I miss you so much."

I crouched down and looked at him. "Sorry, I've been worried about my mom recently, but she's okay now."

"That's good."

He showed a beautiful smile.

I pushed him in.

I saw several game machines in front of the living room, and some game plates were scattered aside.

"These are..." I asked Patrick.

He smiled. "If Glenn wants to play games in the future, I can play with him. I already know how to play these, if he doesn't know, I can teach him." "You mastered all of these?" I was a little

surprised.

"Of course."

He nodded affirmatively.

I thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you teach me first? Glenn always complains about me for not playing the games well."

He held my hand and said, "Okay, let's eat first. I'll teach you after dinner."

Janice had already cooked the meal. After Patrick and I finished our meal, we sat together and played games in front of the TV.

Perhaps I really didn't have the talent for playing games, and I wasn't interested in this either. After playing for about two hours, I felt sleepy and bored. He also saw this in me, so he pressed pause, took the handle in my hand, and said, "Leave the matter of playing games with our son to me in the future."

"Great!"

I nodded in agreement.

He reached out his hand and held me directly on his lap. He leaned over and said, "Now, baby, should you help me take a bath?"

"You haven't taken a bath lately?"

I had lived in the Rosy's home for a week.

"Does it mean that this week..."

When I was lost in my imagination, Patrick showed a helpless expression. "How could it be? It's just that without you, I feel that I can't wash myself clean."

As he spoke, he controlled the wheelchair and carried me into the master bedroom.

I was very skilled at helping Patrick bathe now.

It took about an hour to do it.

I pushed him out of the bathroom. He lay on the bed and wrapped his arm around me. "I'll probably be overseas for the operation in two weeks."

"Two weeks?" I was a little surprised. "Didn't you say that it'll be three months later? There's still one month left."

I was pretty sure that I was not wrong.

He stroked my hair with his slender fingers, leaned my head against his chest and said, "Yes, I did. But I need to do some checking and preparation work, so I have to go earlier. I have handed over the work here, so I don't need to worry about it even if I leave for a year."

"Wait, a year?"

Patrick's words made me nervous all of a sudden.

I straightened up and sat on his body, hooking my arms around his neck. "What do you mean by leaving for a year? You will go for a year?"

Seeing me like this, Patrick put his arms around my waist and smiled slightly. "Of course not. It's just that I have to consider all possibilities, right?"

His voice was gentle, but I felt very uneasy. "All possibilities? Such a long time, is there a possibility that..."

"You never come back?" I didn't speak it out.

I always thought that there would be no danger in this operation before. Even if it failed, the worst thing was that he still couldn't stand up.

But after hearing Patrick's words today, I realized that there might be another possibility.

"No." He guessed my thoughts. He took my hand and said, "With you and Glenn here, I will definitely come back."

"Really?"

I stared at Patrick seriously.

He nodded, with a faint smile on his face.

But I couldn't feel at ease at all. After thinking for a moment, I said, "Then I'll go with you."

"You forget your work?"

"It'll be okay. I have my computer with me, and now that the internet is so developed, we can communicate everything on the internet."

I said firmly.

Patrick's words made me feel upset more or less.

He looked up at me and said, "I'll be fine, and the doctor doesn't allow family members to accompany me."

"Then I'll rent a house near the hospital to wait for you."

I said firmly.

He laughed and raised his hand to pat my arm. "Okay, go to sleep. Don't think too much."

"No, you must promise to let me accompany you."

I didn't want to give in.

I was afraid that he won't take me there.

He put his arms around my neck and pressed my body down directly. A kiss was printed on my forehead. He said softly, "I will do everything I have promised, so I will definitely come back. You just wait for me here."

"But..."

"Well, good girl, let's go to sleep."

He interrupted me.

I knew that no matter what I said, he wouldn't agree now. There were still two weeks left. I could play hardball.

Eventually, he would say yes to me.

In the following two weeks, I went to work during the day. At night, when I was with Patrick, I would ask him where to go for treatment. But he answered me vaguely every time.

And if I asked again, he would change the topic.

Time passed day by day, but I still didn't get the answer. He didn't promise to take me with him.

After ten days, I went to Patrick's house as usual after work.

This time, it was not Patrick but Janice who opened the door.

When I saw Janice, I suddenly felt a little flustered and asked, "Where is Patrick?"

Janice looked at me and said with a embarrassed expression, "Patrick has gone abroad."

"What?"

At that time, I was stunned. I took out my phone and called Patrick!

As soon as the phone was connected, a familiar system voice rang over my ear, "Sorry, the phone you dialed is power off..."