Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 491

I packed up my things and got to the hospital entrance, only to see quite a few people standing there.

Most of them were senior women.

I could tell that excluding the staff in the hospital, most of the residents here were seniors.

A long time should have passed since something strange happened in this town. Now that Kelsi was here. Everyone came to join in the fun.

Seeing that I went over, Kelsi said first, "Miss Nolan, I have been with Patrick for many years. Since he doesn't want to see me, he won't see you either. Your appearance here won't change anything."

Kelsi, who was clever, spoke to me in the local language.

She did so to let the ones around us know what we were talking about.

Originally, by saying so, she thought that the residents in this town would stand on her side blindly like those gossip women domestically.

Unexpectedly, a granny who had spoken first suddenly said, "When it comes to the feelings, there isn't first-come-first-served in it. Sometimes, someone that is right for you will come to you quite late instead."

"The most important thingis that you two should get along."

"In my opinion, the two of you are wasting your time here. There are far more meaningful things in your lives. You shouldn't waste your time here."

The ones around us spoke one after another.

They all lectured us.

Hearing their words, Kelsi looked gloomy.

Everything didn't go the way she had expected.

It was a good thing for me.

Looking at her, I smiled, "How do you feel? The old ladies here have seen everything in the world. Could it be that you think they were the same as the ladies in our country who liked to enjoy the fun and make things difficult for others?"

"So what?" Looking gloomy, Kelsi said, "I will stick to what I said. Since Patrick doesn't want to see me, he naturally won't see you either."

"Don't be that confident." I smiled.

Seeing that the hospital gate in front of me was open and people were going in and out, I wondered why Kelsi was standing here.

With that, I began walking inside.

Originally, I didn't know where Patrick lived. However, a bodyguard was standing in front of a building. At a glance, I recognized that he was one of the bodyguards in the manor back then.

I walked over. He recognized me. Looking a little surprised, he called out, "Miss Nolan."

"I'm going in," I said calmly.

I originally thought that he would let me in after recognizing me. Unexpectedly, standing straight, the bodyguard said, "Per Mr. Patrick's order, no one is allowed in, including you."

"Did he tell you so?" I didn't believe it.

"Yes, Mr. Patrick told us before that you probably would come here, saying that like Miss Kelsi, you can't go in even if you are here."

Indeed, Patrick had anticipated that I would be here.

Looking behind the bodyguard, I saw a corridor and another bodyguard inside. In that case, I couldn't break in even if I forced my way in.

After hesitating for a moment, I asked, "How's Patrick's condition?"

"I don't know about that," the bodyguard answered.

Raising my head to look at the bodyguard, I saw that he looked expressionless. Clearly, he was not lying.

I looked left and right.

The wall guarding the hospital was made up of ordinary brick. It was only more than two meters high. In fact, the wall couldn't be of any deterring effect at all.

After thinking for a moment, I said to the bodyguard, "Since you won't let me in, I'll go. Please don't tell Patrick that I've come here, okay?"

The bodyguard didn't know that I probably would make other moves.

If he knew, I wouldn't have any chances at all.

Looking at me, he hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Fearing that he promised me nominally, I put my palms together devoutly and pleaded, "Please don't tell him."

"Well, I see."

The bodyguard promised me once again.

Only after that was I rest assured.

Seeing that I came out, Kelsi stood at the door and looked sarcastic, "I originally thought you would be greatly respected. It turned out that you were kept outside as well."

Looking at Kelsi, I wasn't angry, asking, "Miss Kelsi, you are a socialite in City Y. I remember that when we first met, you talked to me in a soft voice and behaved like a noble lady. Why are you like this now?"

Kelsi was indeed too different from what I thought of her for the first time.

At that time, she was gentle, friendly, and polite, behaving refmedly and courteously.

Because of this, I was once guilty about what I had done.

I never thought that she would be like this right now.

Hearing my words, Kelsi said indifferently, "What is your expectation of me then? All these years, I have been pretending to be a virtuous lady, only to have been used by you and Patrick over and over again. When you two became reconcile, you set me aside. In your need, Patrick came to marry me. Who am I in your eyes? Am I a socialite? Is there such a miserable socialite?"

"Didn't he make everything clear to you before you got married?"

Hearing Kelsi's words, I felt more or less apologetic to her. However, Patrick had told me before that he had made everything clear to Kelsi.

Could it be that Kelsi failed to figure it out?

Kelsi raised the brim of her hat, "Make everything clear to me? If you love someone that tells you that your marriage is an arranged one and that you can have your own fun, will you agree to marry him?"

Hearing Kelsi's question, I was a little confused.

But my answer was a positive one.

I would agree.

Sometimes, love was such a perverting thing. Like a bamboo basket in the water, it looked stuffed inside. Despite knowing that nothing was inside the basket after lifting it, people were happy with the status quo.

They tended to believe that there was water inside the basket.

I spoke, "I'm sorry."

"Are you sorry? Janetta Nolan! I hate you so much!" Kelsi looked at me with burning anger in her eyes, "Can you leave? Go away! Leave Patrick to me, will you?"

As she spoke, she picked up the bag in her hands and threw it at me.

Like a small basket, her bag didn't have a zipper on it.

By the time she threw the bag at me, everything inside had fallen out.

There was a cell phone, a purse, tissue, and so on.

Glancing at the things on the ground roughly, I saw something particularly eye-catching.

It was something like a cardholder. And there was a photo in it.

It was a photo with a family of three on it.

Glancing at the photo, I knew that the man was Patrick and the woman was Kelsi.

There was a child in the middle.

Patrick's look in the photo indicated that he took such a photo a few years ago.

As for the child...

I couldn't help bending down and picked up the photo.

I could not tell whether the infant in the photo was a boy or a girl. However, with long eyelashes, it seemed to be a little girl.

As for her facial features...

Could it bethat...

Snatching the photo away from my hands, Kelsi put it behind her back with some vigilance.

For a moment, I was a little confused. Looking at her in disbelief, I asked, "This child..."

Kelsi lowered her eyes, "I requested it from Patrick."

"What do you mean?"

I looked at Kelsi, feeling confused as to what she meant and yet somewhat enlightened. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Kelsi put the cardholder to her front and looked down at the photo somewhat sadly, "Patrick and I got this child by artificial impregnation."

Looking up at me, she said, "This is the condition of our marriage back then."