Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 436

When the three of us stood at the door, Shirley's driver got off the car and opened the door. Inside, Shirley sat in a wheelchair and said hello to me, "Come on in."

I hesitated for a moment, but I finally got on the car with Janice and Lacy.

Along the way, we were all quiet. Shirley drove the car to my place first. I asked Janice and Lacy to enter the car and gave them the keys before I returned to Shirley's car.

When we got in the car, I asked her, "Miss Shirley, how did you know I would be thrown out?"

Shirley smiled and said, "Maybe it's the instinct of being a disabled people like him."

I looked down and felt a little disappointed. "It went well at first, but we had experienced a long foreplay and he seemed to find that he couldn't do it, so..."

"That person is Patrick, right?" Shirley looked at me.

I nodded.

Shirley leaned forward slightly, grabbed my hand, and said with empathy on his face, "This leg of mine is the turning point of breaking up with him."

Hearing what Shirley said, I looked down at her leg.

From the surface, she looked no different from a normal person. I thought that she should be like Patrick and that there was something wrong with her nerves. So I said, "Can't you operate on your leg?"

Hearing what I said, Shirley smiled and said, "Yes. In fact, I have a prosthetic limb, so I can stand up and walk normally. I just don't want to..."

"Why not?"

I was greatly surprised.

But then I thought it made sense. With the current technology, most diseases could be cured.

Moreover, they were doctors, so they must know the new technology very well. No matter what, they shouldn't have been sitting in wheelchairs for so many years.

Shirley looked at her leg and said, "The reason why my leg is like this is because of Shelton."

I was surprised, but I didn't say anything, quietly waiting for Shirley to continue.

"This happened when we were 30 years old. At that time, Shelton was possessed and took a nonregular operation. After I knew it, I wanted to stop him. In order to not to let him do this operation, I stopped him when he drove out of the hospital. But he still left. I drank a lot that day. As a result, I was hit by a car on the way. It was too late that my leg was hopelessly broken when someone discovered me."

When Shirley said those words, her expression was very calm. It was as if she was talking about other people's matter.

Even so, I could still feel her feelings when I looked at her!

Looking at her, I hesitated for a long time and said, "Then were you in a coma after you were hit by a car?"

"No, I didn't."

Shirley's reply was determined.

When she recounted this, there was finally a trace of sorrow on her beautiful face. She looked down and gently stroked her legs over and over again. "I wasn't in a coma. I was very sober but couldn't move. I lay there, feeling that my life was slipping away little by little. That kind of despair was really torturous... I was still sober when I was sent to the hospital."

"So... what on earth did Shelton do?"

In the end, I finally got it out.

Shirley smiled bitterly. "I'm not afraid to tell you now. He went to the underground black market and did a heart-changing surgery for someone."

Then she did not continue.

The hospital could also operate this kind of surgery. Since they were going to the black market, it was definitely not a good thing.

I've seen this kind of thing on the news. Some wanderers disappeared because they were killed. Then their useful organs would be taken and put on the black market to sell.

There were also children who exchanged their kidneys for wealth in a place like the black market.

For a moment, I didn't know how to reply.

Shirley said, "Later, Shelton came. He apologized to me when he knew that I was injured. He said that he just wanted to make money to create a better life for me, and he didn't want me to look down on him."

"So you forgive him?"

"Not at that time." Shirley shook her head. " I was the same as Patrick. My emotions were very unstable, furious, painful, and angry all the time. Even so, Shel had been staying by my side. I had hurt him countless times, but he had no regrets and let me beat and scold him..."

The way Shirley called Shelton finally changed.

She called him dear Shell.

I could imagine that even though this was an unbearable past to Shirley, it was also a beautiful memory.

Shirley lowered her head and seemed to be drowned in the memory. She continued, "I was so sad that I refused the treatment of a psychologist. In that darkest period, when I felt hopeless in life, it was Shelton who accompanied me. He tolerated my unacceptable behaviors. When I did something bad to him, he always showed a gentle smile. I really thought that he would never leave me..."

"That's why I had nothing to fear. I was willful and vented my anger. When I was a little unhappy, I sat in a wheelchair and embarrassed him. Later, I gradually got used to the days without legs. However, three years later, he suddenly left..."

Shirley stopped talking.

Her voice was already a little whimpering.

I saw crystal-clear tears dripping down and falling on her hand.

I leaned over and hugged Shirley. "Shirley, you did nothing wrong. It was him who was wrong. It was he who let you down and disturbed your life."

Shirley leaned on me and said nothing.

After a while, she finally calmed down and took out a piece of paper to wipe her tears gently. Then she raised her head again.

The woman's expression was indifferent as if nothing had happened.

She looked at me and said, "Thank you. Do you want to go back to his side and help him cheer up?"

"Yes."

I answered without hesitation.

"If I could."

"I'm willing to do anything for Patrick." I thought.

Shirley looked at me and couldn't help curling her lips. "The two women who were driven out just now, are they his servants?"

I nodded.

Shirley asked again, "Is there no servant in his house now? He feels nothing in his lower body, unlike me. He can't do anything alone, so he must hire a new servant." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I seemed to understand something. "You want me to go to his house..."

"Yes, you can be his servant and take care of him. A person is the most sensitive and fragile, but it is also when the wall of the heart is the weakest. If you can stay with him, then maybe you will live in his heart for a lifetime."

When Shirley said those words...

I knew she was talking about Patrick, but also talking about herself.

After I met Shirley, I decided to go to Patrick's house to be a servant. I thought Shirley was right. Now was the time that Patrick needed to be taken care of the most.

And this person, I only hope to be myself.