Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 285

"I..." I opened my mouth, feeling incredibly conflicted. I hesitated for a long time.

I knew why he didn't dare to look up. He was afraid that I would reject him. He was afraid that I would see his helplessness.

In the end, I was soft-hearted and said, "Well, I'll marry you."

After saying this, my mood didn't improve at all. On the contrary, I became even more uneasy.

But since I said so, let me go ahead with it.

The next day, I returned to Town S.

Glenn and Ryan came to pick me up.

When Glenn saw me, he ran to me and put his arms around my neck, saying, "Mom, I thought you don't want me anymore."

"No, something happened to Mom." I said, and I couldn't help kissing my son's chubby little face.

When I returned to the studio, Glenn was joined at the hip to me and followed me wherever I go.

He seemed to worry that I would leave again.

Usually, he would sleep at nine o'clock, but he just wouldn't go to bed that day.

I read three storybooks to him, but he hadn't slept. His eyes closed several times. But when I put down the book, he immediately opened his eyes and said, "Mom, I'm not asleep!"

"Do you still want to go to kindergarten tomorrow?" I tapped his little head. "Why are you so energetic today?"

Holding my arm, Glenn looked at me with blinking eyes and did not speak for a long time.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He pouted with his face looking grieved. "I am afraid that if I fall asleep, Mom will be gone again when I wake up tomorrow morning."

His words made me feel a burst of sadness in my heart.

This turned out to be the reason.

I patted him and said in a very gentle voice, "How would I? Mom won't go anywhere, and just stay with you, like before, okay?"

He looked at me with doubts in his big black eyes.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Mom, let's make a pinky promise."

"Yes, okay." I stretched out my little finger and hooked it with his pinky and said together with him, "No change for a hundred years after making a pinky swear!" "If you lie to me, you'll turn into a puppy!" He added.

"That's right."

I nodded seriously.

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Seeing that I agreed, he immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep in less than a minute.

After I confirmed that he had been asleep, I put down the book in my hand and tiptoed out of his room.

When I went out of the room and passed by Ryan's lounge, I saw that the lights were still on.

Originally, I didn't intend to go in. But suddenly, for some unknown reason, I remembered Ryan had told me that he had a junior sister who was similar to me...

For a moment, an almost impossible idea came to my mind!

At that moment, without even thinking, I went over and knocked on the door. I didn't push the door until Ryan asked me to enter.

He was watching TV, then I walked straight over and asked, "Ryan, can you tell me about your junior sister again? What's her name? Where is

she now? When did she leave?"

Back then, I didn't pay much attention to it.

But I thought about it at this time. "If his junior sister was pregnant when she left, and if her age matches with my mother's, it's very likely that... she's my mother!"

I asked Ryan all of a sudden so many questions, which startled him.

He looked at me suspiciously. "Why are you suddenly interested in her?"

"I..." I thought about it and told him about what happened in City Y in the past few days.

Hearing about that, Ryan was even more shocked than me.

He told me that his junior sister's name was Jessica Teague. She was sent there when she was very young and adopted the surname of Teague, so this was not her original name.

Then Ryan calculated the time of Jessica's departure.

When he was counting, I was so nervous sitting next to him!

However, when he finished counting and told me the age, I made a calculation.

It could be perfectly corresponded to the date of my birth.

For a moment, my mood was extremely complicated. It turned out that Ryan's junior sister that he had been talking about was probably my mother.

"Then, do you have her contact information?" I asked Ryan.

Ryan shook his head and said, "I haven't contacted her for many years. She didn't give me contact information when she left, but I can ask my family if they have kept anything from back then."

"Thank you, Ryan," I said excitedly.

"You don't need to thank me. According to what you said, you were taken away by her family. She should also want to see you."

There were a few traces of regret in his expression.

Originally, I thought that Ryan could get some information about Jessica from his family. But three days later, after inquiring, he got nothing. His grandfather, who knew this, had passed away a long time ago.

The only information was that Jessica was from City Y.

This clue suddenly vanished.

When I thought there was no hope, Ryan suddenly gave me a painting.

I spread out the paper and saw a woman's halfbody image.

The paper was slightly yellowed, and it seemed aged as it had been kept for several years.

The woman in the picture sat on a chair, with her hands in her lap. Her black hair was tied into a braid and fell down in front of her chest.

On her beautiful oval face, the smile was so sweet, and the bright eyes were so enchanting.

This was Jessica Teague.

"She's so beautiful..."

I couldn't help admiring.

Ryan stood beside me and looked at the painting as well. He said, "This is what I painted for her years ago. You can take it to City Y. Perhaps, someone can recognize her."

"Okay."

Looking at this painting, looking at Jessica in this painting, I couldn't describe the familiar feeling in my heart.

I was almost certain in my heart that the woman in the painting was my mother.

In the next few days, I discussed a lot of things with Ryan.

At last, I decided to bring Glenn to City Y. Ryan would introduce resources to me and help me find suitable employees to form a new construction team.

He would assist me in setting up a new studio in City Y.

A week after making this decision, I and Glenn set off for City Y.

When we arrived, Shelton had prepared everything for us, including the kindergarten chosen for Glenn.

The next day, I took Glenn to the kindergarten to get him enrolled.

When I received this enrollment registration table, I couldn't help being stunned.

A lot of information needed to be filled in, and it was very detailed.

Moreover, not only did I have to fill in Glenn's information, I also had to fill in his parents' information.

"Do I have to complete these?" I raised my head and asked a teacher at the kindergarten.

The teacher nodded and said, "Yes, everything must be filled in."

I hesitated for a moment. Although I was very reluctant, I told the teacher, "He is in a singleparent family."

Hearing what I said, the teacher looked up at me incredulously and said, "Single-parent family? Mr. Cowell came to register a few days ago and claimed to be the child's father."