Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 208

Everyone was stunned by what they had seen.

Most of them looked frightened rather than taking pleasure in my misfortune.

I could imagine what my face looked like, thinking that it should be the same as one in a horror movie.

Finally, a woman thought of taking out her cell phone to take photos of me. I was so scared that I lowered my head and covered my face, pleading, "Let me go."

"I won't." Roger laughed coldly, "Amanda told me that you looked like this just now. I wasn't convinced. But I didn't expect that Mr. Cowell would have such a unique hobby for women."

People around began to take pictures of me.

Everyone, who originally had a frightened look on their face, began to ridicule and mock me.

I struggled with all my might!

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw that the one who had called Patrick away walked out of the room on the side. Immediately afterward, Patrick walked out as well.

"No, I don't want to make a fool of Patrick!"

At this time, I couldn't be more humble. And there was only one thought on my mind.

"Patrick is so lofty and perfect. I can't... I can't embarrass him!"

"Yes, I lied to him. He doesn't know I'm like this!" After I finished speaking, I targeted the most vulnerable part of Roger's and kicked at it!

Sure enough, all men were afraid of such a move!

Roger quickly let go of me and subconsciously went to protect his part down there with his hands. His good-looking face was somewhat distorted.

Amanda hurried to see Roger!

I seized the opportunity to run out crazily!

As soon as the ones around me saw me, their faces changed as if they had seen a ghost.

As I ran outside, I heard a continuous stream of voices around me.

"Look at that woman. She looks like a ghost."

"Oh my god, this woman is too ugly!"

"How could someone have a face like this?"

"Ugly woman."

It seemed that everyone was judging me like this.

On the way out of the ballroom, it was clearly brightly lit. But I felt that everything in front of me was dark.

Finally, I ran out of the hall and ran to the street.

It was late autumn. Even though the weather in City S was much warmer than that in City Y, I found the breeze bone-chilling cold.

By the time I came to my senses, one of my shoes had been missing. So I kicked off the other one directly.

Without looking back, I walked barefoot in this strange city.

It seemed that I had once walked in the street like this.

That night, I met Shelton...

But this time, it was destined that I wouldn't meet anyone.

It was getting late. And the atmospheric pressure was quite low. It seemed that it was going to rain. There weren't many pedestrians on the street.

I walked forward. From time to time, I heard someone shouting, "Ghost! Ghost!"

"What the hell!"

"Female ghost!"

It began to rain pitter-patter in the sky.

I didn't know where I was going. All I wanted was to stay far away from Patrick.

I had embarrassed Patrick today. Those photos of mine probably would be posted online tomorrow...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. And my heart seemed to be soaked wet as well.

Originally, I wanted to go on like this. But I met a little child.

When the little child saw me, he didn't say that I was ugly or call me a ghost. Instead, he held his mother's hand and asked, "Mom! What's wrong with this aunt?"

His mother looked at me and seemed to be stunned for a moment before she said, "Auntie is ill."

"Oh." When the child heard this, he wasn't afraid. Unexpectedly, he ran up to me and said, "Auntie, Auntie, if you're sick, go home quickly. According to my mother, you'll catch a cold if you walk barefoot."

I looked at the little boy in front of me. And I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although the child was a little scared as he saw me, he didn't repulse me at all.

I was stunned for a long time before I said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. See you later, Auntie."

Looking at the little child's back, I suddenly felt so warm in my heart.

"I want to have a child."

"I want to have a child."

At this moment, there was only one thought on my mind, that was, I wanted to have a child. I wanted to be like the mother just now. And I wanted to educate my child to be someone that was both mentally and physically fit.

I wouldn't let him/ her make fun of others' shortcomings...

I stood there for a long time.

Then I didn't feel any raindrops dripping from my head...

I looked up and saw a black umbrella hanging above my head. And it was Patrick who was holding the umbrella.

It was too dark. And I couldn't see his expression clearly. I only heard him say, "I've been looking for you for a long time. Come back with me."

"Pa..." I looked at him. And all kinds of emotions welled up in my heart. I got up and hugged his neck, saying, "Shall we have a child?" "Let's have a child!" He lay his hand on my back. Pressing his thin lips against my ear, he said, "Okay, we'll work hard on having a baby tonight."

After that, he bent down, held my back with one hand, and bypassed my knee with the other, directly picking me up in his arms.

I helped him hold the umbrella.

Because my face was the same as before. I buried my face deep in his chest, saying, "I will have an operation after I go back."

"Alright."

He agreed.

"I'm sorry, I embarrassed you again. They took photos of me when I was like this."

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind. I've said that it doesn't matter what my woman looks like."

"Patrick..."

I buried my face deep in his chest.

Besides the sounds of the pitter-patter rain, the sounds of Patrick's heartbeats rang more loudly in my ears.

And I could hear sounds of my heartbeat as well.

I closed my eyes and heard a voice in my heart, "I love this man. I want to be with him forever..."

After we returned to the room that night, Patrick and I experienced all kinds of postures for making love unscrupulously.

The next day, we returned to City Y.

I went to the hospital for an examination. And the doctor tested my skin. After a week, the hospital simulated and formulated a complete set of treatment plans for my skin.

And they simulated the extent of the recovery of my skin.

According to the simulation, my face probably would restore its original appearance after a year's treatment and half a year's recovery.

However, there would be some differences.

But I could accept such a result.

That day, Patrick and I signed an agreement in the hospital and planned to get the treatment started a week later.

I had bought a lot of painting tools. In fact, it wasn't a problem for me not to go out.

I was indulged in drawing every day. Even if I just drew a sketch of fruits, I enjoyed myself.

Days passed by one after another.

The day when I would be treated was around the corner. I inexplicably became nervous. I was afraid of the risk of treatment. Moreover, I was afraid that I couldn't recover well.

On the day before the treatment...

I couldn't fall sleep.

Every night, I slept with Patrick. However, when I had insomnia that night, I closed my eyes and pretended to fall asleep so as not to disturb him. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

It was unknown how long had passed. Then I heard sounds indicating that the man behind me was getting up.

At first, I thought he just got up to the bathroom.

But more than an hour later, he didn't come back.

"Where has he been?"

Somehow, a bad feeling rose in my heart.

I got up quietly and went out. Then I saw that the door to Patrick's study wasn't closely locked not far away.

I secretly walked close to the study and saw that he was sitting in front of a computer with headphones with his back to me. I could see the content displayed on the computer screen as I looked over in this direction.

I saw a small house on the computer screen.

It seemed to be a cell...