Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 289

Hearing this, I got nervous all over. Without thinking about anything, I got up and ran out of the restaurant!

As soon as I came out, I saw that Glenn was standing in the corridor.

Unexpectedly, the man squatting next to him was Patrick.

I approached them and heard Patrick said, "What's your name? Where are your parents? Did you get lost?"

Glenn shook his head and said nothing, but he held Patrick's arm tightly with one hand, and his eyes were red.

I didn't know if this was the so-called blood tie.

When I was hesitant to move forward, Shelton's voice came from behind. "Patrick."

Patrick and Glenn looked over at the same time.

The movement of the two people was too consistent. Obviously Glenn was the smaller version of Patrick.

Although Glenn's appearance was not like Patrick, his manner was exactly the same as Patrick's.

"Mom." Glenn called me at first, then pointed to Patrick and said, "This is the uncle I have seen in my dreams."

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He paused for a moment, and in the next second, he pulled his arm out of Glenn's arms and stood up, then said to me with a cold expression, "Take care of the child next time, I still have something

to do, so I'll go first."

Seeing Patrick leave with such a cold attitude, Glenn seemed had the word 'disappointment' written directly on his little face.

Although I didn't know why Glenn saw Patrick in his dreams, he must be disappointed to Patrick's attitude.

At the bottom of my heart, I wished Patrick could accompany Glenn for a while longer.

At this time, I saw Kelsi came out of a private room in front of us. She saw us at a glance. Instead of greeting Patrick directly, she said to Shelton first, "Shelton, you are also here?"

"Well." Shelton walked to my side, put his hand on my shoulder and said, "To have dinner with my fiancee."

When the man's hand touched my shoulder, my heart couldn't help but be stressed.

At this time, Patrie had already walked to the side of Kelsi. When he turned his head, he saw Shelton put his hand on my shoulder. Patrie pursed his mouth and looked a little impatient.

He said to Kelsi, "Let's get in."

When the two people went in, I squatted down and said to Glenn, "Glenn, don't run away in the future. Mom was worried about you."

Glenn's eyes were fixed on the room just now, pouting. He said after a long while, "Mother, that uncle looks completely different from how he was in my dream."

I tapped his little nose gently. "Didn't you make a mistake? You don't know that uncle. How could you dream of meeting him? He doesn't know you either. It's normal for him to treat a stranger like

this."

In fact, it was not like that.

But I couldn't explain too much to Glenn, so I could only say that.

"Is it like that?" He looked at me with blinking eyes.

A depressed expression was written on his face.

"Yes." I said as I picked him up. "Let's go. The little girl was still waiting for you."

When I mentioned the little sister, Glenn's sparkling eyes lit up again. He put

his arms around my neck and nodded.

Till then, he was willing to leave with me.

When we went back, the little girl followed us again.

They made an appointment to go to the children's entertainment area together.

When I finished the meal with Shelton and went to looking for Glenn, the little girl's parents stood by the side, and they were ready to take the little girl away.

I took a look at the girl's mother and recognized her at a glance!

"Nancy!"

When I saw Nancy, I had no intention of hiding my identity.

Nancy turned her head and saw me. She looked confused and said, "You are..."

"Charlotte!"

I said quickly.

Nancy looked at me carefully, incredible was registered on her face. "Charlotte? How, how did you become like this?"

"It's a long story."

I wanted to talk a little more with Nancy, but there were too many things to talk about as I hadn't seen her for so many years. So I could only exchange my phone number with her for the moment.

When I left with Glenn, we sat in Shelton's car, then Glenn cocked his little head and asked, "Mom, aren't you Janetta? Why did you say that you were Charlotte?"

"Hush, that's Mom's former name. Since you have known it, promise me that you won't tell anyone else, okay?"

I looked at Glenn.

"Yes!" Glenn nodded seriously and did an action of zipping his mouth. "Don't worry! I definitely won't say it!"

"Thank you, Glenn." I patted Glenn's head.

This day was November 11th. In two days, it would be Shelton's birthday.

In the evening, after Glenn slept, I searched on my computer alone. What kind of birthday gifts would a doctor usually like?

As soon as I opened a website and checked it, my private phone rang .

I knew it was Shelton without guessing.

I picked up the phone. His gentle voice came from the other end of the line, "What are you doing?"

"Browsing the web."

I gave him a simple answer.

My gaze was still fixed on the screen, looking for any useful advice available by the netizens.

"Are you going to be free tomorrow?"

The man asked me.

I guessed he still planned to take me to buy some necessities for the new house. But the next day would be the only day for me to prepare a gift.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, tomorrow, I... will have something to do."

As an unemployed vagrant,

I really needed confidence to say that out.

The man paused for a moment on the other side of the phone and asked with a chuckle, "Are you going to prepare a birthday present for me?"

"No, no."

I subconsciously denied it.

After saying that, I felt that I was stupid.

The reaction of ordinary people must be "Is tomorrow your birthday?".

How could I deny it as soon as I opened my mouth?

I said awkwardly, "Yes, I wanted to give you a surprise at first." "You have spent time thinking about it, and this makes me very happy." On the other side of the phone, Shelton said, "Since it is the birthday present for me, can I make a request?"

"Of course!"

If Shelton would tell me by himself what he wanted, it would be the best.

On the other side of the phone, the man seemed to think for a moment, then said, "I want you..."

"Pardon me?"

Hearing what he said, I suddenly became nervous.

These words contained too much meaning.

Was he planning to take this opportunity of his birthday to make a request of "want me"? Both of us were adults. If I refused him, would I appear to be too pretentious?

When I was in a dilemma, the man continued, "I want you to give me your time. I hope you can keep me company for a day."

"All right."

I agreed quickly.

Even though Shelton didn't say it, I knew the half sentence he had said just now, the period of silence, was a test to me.