Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 509

"Why did you... come here?”

Standing up in a hurry, I helped Patrick into the office.

While walking in, he closed the door handily.

Looking up at the closed door, I knew that he should be here for what had happened just now.

Even if he wouldn't take the initiative to come here, I would ask him about it.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

I helped Patrick seated on the sofa. Sitting up. he looked at me and said, “What do you want to know? Go ahead." Sure enough, he knew me.

Sitting opposite him and looking at him, I thought for a moment before asking, "What happened? What did Kelsi do?"

“Ever since she left last time. per my order, Louis had been keeping an eye on everything about her, including the ones she contacted. As expected, she dealt with the ones who smuggled guns and bribed a murderer, asking him to kill someone.”

Patrick didn’t state who Kelsi had wanted to kill explicitly. Even so, I knew that it was me. I looked at Patrick, asking, "What did you do?"

"I handed over everything to the police, including the information about the smuggler. I sort of made a great contribution. Therefore, as for whether Kelsi will be in jail or not, it is totally up to me.”

Patrick looked calm as he spoke.

It was as if the matter was under his control throughout the end

Seeing him like this, I wasn’t surprised.

His brief words seemed to have explained the whole matter. Hearing his way of dealing with the matter just now, I didn’t ask him anything further. However, I was puzzled about one point...

Leaning on the back of the sofa, I organized my words before saying, "But Kelsi is the lady of the Kelsi family, isn't she? She should have lived in a high-class society ever since her childhood. How come she hangs out with these people?"

Hearing my question, Patrick curled up the comer of his mouth with a hint of helplessness on his face, "People tend to be attracted by things that they don’t know and haven't touched, don't they?"

"Well?"

"Do you know who the father of Kelsi's child is?"

Patrick asked me...

I shook my head

It seemed that I had never inquired about this matter.

“It's a punk, or a head of the ruffians.”

Hearing Patrick's words, I was unconvinced

With Kelsi's character, how could the father of her child be a gangster? "How is this possible...”

Seeing that I didn't speak and judging from my expression, Patrick knew that his words didn't convince me. He smiled bitterly, saying, "You don't believe me, do you? In fact. I didn't believe it at first either. Later, I asked someone to check it out. It's true."

"Why... why is she..."

I was so puzzled.

Taking out his cell phone from his pocket and clicking open the mailbox, Patrick showed me an e-mail that he had saved.

I clicked open the attachments of the email and saw a couple of photos and video clips.

In a photo, Kelsi wore a black T-shirt with metallic ornaments, a pair of super shorts, mesh stockings with holes, and a pair of high heels. Wearing smokey- eye make- up, she was in the arms of a tall and strong man.

Looking like a ruffian at first glance, the man was smiling in the photo. Curling up the corner of his mouth, he looked rascal.

Wrapping one of his arms around Kelsi's waist. he held a cigarette with the other.

A bunch of hooligans surrounded them.

I continued to look through the remaining photos. And one of the photoes showed that Kelsi sat on the sofa while resting her legs on the table. She, who didn't behave like a lady at all, was simply a Little Miss Badass.

I clicked open a video clip.

The video clip showed that the man was walking while wrapping his arms around Kelsi's shoulders. Around them, a group of rookies shouted, “Brother, Sister-in-law!"

Seeing such a scene, I felt I had seen such a scene in a movie depicting the underground world.

After checking all the attachments with a frown, I looked up at Patrick and couldn't help feeling a little > confused, "Well... Kelsi becomes rebeltious at a later age thanothers, right?" -

If she were a young girl in her teens, I could relate to her. After all, girls in their teens liked things that looked cool and tended not to be rigid They couldn't tell good things and bad ones apart.

However, Kelsi was in her 20s.

How come she was so obsessed with such things?

Patrick shook his head, "I don't know why either. Maybe she has been depressed for too long. She is still in touch with this man. And they are raising a child together.”

"No way?" I opened my eyes wide.

How could a child behave well in such an environment?

As a mother, I actually had some sympathy for Kelsi’s child

Patrick nodded, "And regarding the smuggling this time, her man was implicated in it and has been detained.” "What?" The first thing I thought of was their child. And I immediately asked, "What about their child?"

Kelsi was forced to go abroad. And her man was going to jail.

If it were those ruffians taking care of the child, the child would be doomed.

As a mother, I was worried about other children who had nothing to do with me.

Patrick raised his hand and touched my hair, showing a knowing smile, “Well, yeu! d better protect your.o own child.4 have contacted Finn. Its his grandson anyway. He surelywill take care of his only grandson."

Hearing this, I let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, he reached out and held me in his arms, complaining, "You are disobedient now, aren't you? I told you to leave just now. Why didn't you leave?"

"I... Un...” As I was about to defend myself, he pressed me down on the back of the sofa and kissed me

He tasted my lips lightly.

Kissing me lightly at first, he had no intention of letting go of me. On the contrary, bits by bits, he kissed me more and more strongly and affectionately.

Hooking my arms around his neck, I responded to him.

Speaking of which, we hadn't been so intimate since I was pregnant, fearing that we would fail to control ourselves. We were afraid of hurting the child.

If the child were gone, a woman at my age would hardly get pregnant in the future

As both of us were mesmerized by the kissing, he began to touch my body randomly.

It was now autumn. When he lifted my clothes, a gust of cold wind blew in

I couldn’t help but shudder and be sobered.

Pushing him away quickly, I said, "No. It will hurt our daughter.”

“Our daughter?"

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at me.

Only then did I remember that I had called him just now, intending to tell him the result of the test. Because of Katy’s matter, I forgot it. I nodded, "Yes. If it were a son, forget it. However, a baby girl surely is more delicate."

"But I..."

Patrick grabbed my hand and guided me.

A long time had passed ever since we made love last time. After the kissing. he could no longer hold himself back.

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However, I had some hesitation, "But your private part is too large...Our baby girl will get hurt with ease.”