Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 482

Shelton looked at me, and his eyes were cold.

It was a feeling of fending me off for thousands of miles.

For the sake of Glenn, I couldn't care so much. I took the man's arm and said in a friendly tone, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I won't go to the bar again. Please forgive me."

Shelton looked at me saying nothing.

I didn't know what he meant.

I stared at him quietly and didn't know what to do next.

"What else does he want me to do?"

"Does he want to have sex with me?"

"It's okay. For the sake of Glenn, I can do anything."

My mind wandered, but I was already fully prepared for anything would happen to me.

After a while, Shelton put the ring in his pocket, stood up and said to me, "Let's go."

"OK!"

I thought he had forgiven me, so I hurried to follow him.

When he went out, I followed him.

We sat in his car together.

Although a night had passed, the smell of alcohol lingered in his car.

I was a little embarrassed.

But I didn't say anything.

Shelton started the car and drove out of the community. I did not say anything.

The car drove for a while before I noticed that it didn't seem to be heading toward the City Hall, so I got nervous again and looked at Shelton, "Where are we going?"

"To pick up Glenn."

He kept his eyes on the front as he spoke. He didn't even give me a glance.

"Pick up Glenn?"

What did that mean?

Shelton was focusing on driving. A moment later, he answered me, "To give him treatment."

"Treatment?"

"What's wrong, have you been drinking yourself silly? Only repeating my words now?"

Shelton's tone and expression were no longer as gentle as before.

Perhaps because he didn't wear glasses, I could

see his expression was very cold.

I quickly shook my head. "Didn't you say that we shall..."

"Get the license first, and then treat Glenn?"

Before I could finish my words, Shelton raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer of self-mockery. "A drunk woman who cried in front of me and said that she didn't want to marry me, and I still should marry her? I have not failed in my life to this extent." This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

What?

I sat in the passenger seat and looked at Shelton, repeating his words in my mind. I opened my mouth and couldn't say anything for a moment!

"What does he mean? Does he mean that if he is going to save Glenn directly without marrying me?" I thought in amazement.

I didn't believe my ears. I wanted to confirm it, "Really? Would you rather not marry me and just give Glenn the cure?"

He didn't response me.

I looked at Shelton. I couldn't describe my mood. What I've been looking forward to for a long time has finally become a reality!

Shelton drove the car and soon arrived at the door of Rosy's house.

"Go, bring him down. Let's go to the hospital now. I'll treat him."

Shelton sat in the driver's seat, and even had not unfastened his seat belt.

He had no intention of getting off the car with me.

He was completely different from what he used to be.

But this made me feel more at ease!

Moreover, I was excited!

I unfastened my seat belt and quickly entered the house. As soon as I entered, Lacy said to me, "Madam, Glenn has a fever again."

"It's okay. He will be all right soon!"

As I spoke, I rushed upstairs without even changing my shoes.

Entering the room, I saw Glenn Sleeping on the bed.

I touched his forehead and found that it was burning hot.

I quickly picked him up and ran out. Lacy, who was behind me, asked, "Madam, where are you taking him to?"

"To the hospital!"

I rushed out of the door with Glenn in my arms.

He was already 6 years old and very heavy.

If it was before, I felt tired when I carried him a few steps. But I did not know if it was because he got sick and became lighter, or I was too excited because he would be cured soon.

I carried him all the way from upstairs to the car, did not feel tired at all.

Because I needed to hold Glenn, we sat in the back seat of the car.

Glenn's fever was really serious. I touched his back and found it very hot.

He had a few fevers, so his body was getting worse and worse. Now, when he had a fever, he was like a radish out of water, with no energy at all.

In the car, I held Glenn in my arms and watched the car moving forward. My heart was full of excitement.

I didn't know why, but I trusted Shelton very much. I believe that him, who was somewhat indifferent to me, would definitely help me treat Glenn.

In the car, Glenn kept half-closed his eyes and looked very pitiful.

Soon, we arrived at Glorious Light Hospital.

When the car stopped firmly, I opened the door. I didn't intend to ask Shelton to help me. I wanted to hold Glenn on my own and went to the ward.

But just as I got off, Shelton walked around from the driver's seat and said, "Let me hold him."

Then, he hugged Glenn in his arms.

Glenn opened his eyes slightly in a daze. When he saw Shelton, he showed a faint smile and whispered, "Mr. Ned."

Shelton, who had been indifferent, only lowered his eyes slightly when he heard Glenn calling at him. With a gentle smile as usual on his face, he nodded and said, "Good boy, I'll cure you right away."

Then he carried Glenn into the hospital, and I followed him.

Shelton held Glenn directly into the VIP ward of the hospital. Many devices and equipment had been set up here, and there were several nurses waiting for us.

As soon as Glenn was carried in, all the devices were connected for him.

I saw Shelton take out the syringe, personally pulled out a tube of white medicine from a small white catheter, and then injected it into the infusion bottle.

Then, he told the nurse to give Glenn the shot.

Glenn was very obedient. When the nurse buried the needle, he looked at me and said, "Mom, don't worry."

However, he still frowned slightly when he said this.

I half knelt down, holding his other hand and said, "Glenn, you will be fine soon, don't worry. You'll be fine soon."

Nodding his head vigorously, Glenn said, "Well, then can I go to kindergarten?"

"Of course you can."

I nodded my head for sure.

When everything was done, Shelton and I left the ward. We stood outside the glass wall and looked at the situation inside the ward.

We stood side by side.

"Why?"

I spoke first.

I understood. Even if I didn't say it clearly, he should know what I was asking.

Soon, he said next to me. Instead of answering me, he asked another question, "Do you hate me?"

"I do."

Before answering him, I hesitated for a while.

After all, Glenn was laying inside.

However, if I said I didn't hate him, wouldn't that be too unreasonable?

He had done so much to me, how could I not hate

him?

Hearing my answer, he chuckled. I didn't know what he was laughing at, but I didn't turn my head, so I couldn't see his expression.

Then I heard he said something.

Something I never thought that he would say.

He said, "I'm sorry."