Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 325

When we reached the door, most of the bodyguards just stayed there. Only four of them followed us inside.

We entered the elevator. Instead of going up, we went down.

We reached the fourth basement.

As soon as the door opened, Shelton and Patrick both got out of the elevator.

I followed them out of the elevator.

We were in a very big room, which seemed to be a leisure room. Inside the room, there were billiard tables, small water bars, darts, foosball sets, and so on.

There were three large black sofas in the middle of the room.

A tea table was also in the middle.

Some fruit plates were placed on this tea table.

Next to the plates...

I saw an old-fashioned pistol.

I recalled carefully and then found out that this gun seemed to be a revolver!

When I realized this was a revolver, I immediately knew what was going to happen next!

I rushed over and opened my arms to block these two men in front of me. I shook my head and said, "No, don't gamble with your lives!"

At this moment, I had already understood Roger's words!

I knew why he said they staked themselves.

There was only one gambling game concerning a revolver, Russian roulette!

Russian roulette was a game in which a single round was placed in a revolver. The players, in turn, spun the cylinder, placed the muzzle against their heads, and pulled the trigger. This game didn't end till the bullet hit one of the players.

This was a very cruel and terrifying game!

If there was a rank of cruelty for gambling games in the world, Russian roulette must be the cruelest.

No!

No!

But at that moment, two bodyguards came over directly. They held my hands, and forced me to stand aside!

"Let me go!"

I was a woman, how could I break free from these bodyguards?

I tried my best to struggle! "Let go of me! Don't do that! I beg you!" I shouted.

Shelton looked at Patrick. "Patrick, let's play this game. If you don't want to, it's not too late to leave now."

It seemed that Patrick hadn't known this before!"

"Leave, please!" I got heated!

However, Patrick wasn't afraid at all. He looked at me and said, "I'll lose if I leave, won't I? I would rather take a gamble."

"Alright." Shelton nodded. "It's Russian roulette, you know the rules."

"Of course."

The two men stood face to face, with no fear on their faces.

But I broke down. I shouted, "No, I beg you, I beg you, please, don't play this game. Why don't you take me as your bet? Whoever wins, I will be his wife for the rest of my life!"

After I finished my speech, Shelton turned to look at me. At this time, he still wore a faint smile on his face. "Yes, the result will be the same as you just said."

"It's different!"

The result was that I had no choice!

Because one of them would die!

Shelton looked at me sadly. "Janetta, are you afraid that he will die instead of me?"

"No! No! Please! I beg you, I hope neither of you will die!"

At this point, my tears flowed out uncontrollably from my eyes.

My heart was broken. I really didn't know that things would turn out this way!

If I knew, I probably wouldn't have returned to City Y.

So I would have never met Patrick again.

I would have stayed in Town S for the rest of my life.

Patrick also looked at me and frowned slightly. After a while, he opened his mouth. "Don't cry. It will be over soon."

"No!"

Why must one person die?

Roger walked to the tea table, took out a tissue, and carefully wiped the revolver. He looked up and asked, "guys, do you have any last words to say? Do you want to say them in advance? Later, the bullet will pass through the brain and you will die in a second. There is no chance to say it."

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There was no chance to save him!

No!

But at this time, both of them looked at me. I really wanted to cover my ears and didn't listen. I didn't want either of them to die.

But my hands were held by the bodyguards.

I couldn't move at all.

Shelton looked at me and smiled gently. "If I die, you must take good care of yourself."

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want to take care of myself. I can't take care of myself, I can't do anything..."

I was lying.

I repeated it again and again.

I didn't want Shelton to die.

Hearing this, Patrick frowned slightly, and his black eyes were filled with sadness. After a while, he opened his mouth. "Forget me."

His last words only had two words, "forget me".

After I heard these two words, my tears burst!

I looked at Patrick. "Bah! How can you want me to forget you! I have loved you for almost twenty years. How can I forget you! I have loved you for more than half of my lifetime! How can I forget you!"

I couldn't forget!

How could I forget him?

I was about to break down.

Tears completely blocked my vision, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I could only plead, "Please, let's give up, okay? I'll leave. I will follow no one. I'll leave! I'll never appear again. I want both of you to live."

I couldn't accept the death of them...

"Let's start our game." Patrick looked at Roger.

Both of them looked at Roger.

No one was looking at me at all.

Roger placed a bullet into the gun in front of everyone and then turned it around casually. He said, "I think we can make this game more interesting."

As he spoke, he walked over to me.

Patrick immediately got nervous. "What are you doing! Don't hurt her!"

I also looked at Roger and didn't know what he was going to do.

Roger shook his head. "I won't hurt her. I am a businessman with integrity."

As he spoke, he held the revolver and played with it.

"What are you going to do?" I looked at him warily.

Roger put the revolver in his hand, which was half a meter away from me, and said, "Why don't we let Miss Archer pull the trigger? You can decide which man you want to shoot at first."

Which one should I shout at first?

And I knew I would shout at them in turn.

So it was I that decided their fate?!

I looked at Roger in horror.

However, at this moment, Shelton and Patrick did not speak.

Both of them seemed to agree with his proposal.

Or, in their eyes, it was more acceptable for me to decide their life and death.

"It seems that both of you have agreed with me." Roger handed the revolver to me.

Looking at the revolver in front of me, I was dead inside.

I really didn't know why this happened.

Did they want me to make a decision?

Fine.

I nodded. "Okay, let go of me. I'll do it."

Roger tipped the two bodyguards next to me a wink, and they let go of me.

Finally, I could move now.

I wanted to rush to Shelton and Patrick, but as soon as I moved, the bodyguards caught me directly!

They were well-trained and reacted quickly!

In an instant, I lost my hope.

Roger raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Miss Archer, don't try to toy with us. There are a lot of people here. No one can leave until we finish this game."