Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 397

I walked into the room and opened the shoe cabinet, in which there were two pairs of cotton slippers, a pair of blue and a pair of pink.

There were also two pairs of ordinary plastic slippers too.

"Why didn't I remember this when I lived here ?"

I took out the pair of pink cotton slippers.

A slip of paper dropped out and it said, "Remember to wear cotton slippers in winter. Make sure to keep yourself warm. Don't catch a cold."

There was no date written on it.

I put on my slippers and walked inside. When I opened the wardrobe, the clothes inside were all new, including pajamas of four seasons.

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There were brand new cosmetics on the table.

My brain was full of doubts, I went to the kitchen again.

There was a pink note on the refrigerator that said: There are puddings in the refrigerator.

I opened the fridge and saw that there were indeed two boxes of puddings inside.

I glanced at the date.

It was yesterday.

Seeing this, my heart suddenly sank.

What does this mean? Is Shelton still coming home all the time?

If I could see Shelton, could he let me off?

But soon I woke up again.

Thinking of Michael's attitude, Shelton just touched himself again by offering these things.

He just wanted me to beg him.

I shook my head and took out a big box. I put all the new things, including cosmetics and clothes, in the box.

One box is not enough, then I used two!

Finally, I packed all the things Shelton gave me in two big boxes. I found a piece of paper and wanted to write a note to tell Shelton that I had sold the house, but I threw the paper away after hesitating.

I called the property management, directly ask them to have the lock changed.

After that, I left the two boxes of things at Shelton's door.

I didn't want to use his things, and I didn't want to leave them for Tracy, either.

After this cleaning, I took a small bag of things I packed and went to the property management, put the key there, and left.

It was already evening, the time to get off work.

I stood at the entrance of the community and wanted to take a taxi to Rosy's home.

Holding the bag, I had been waiting for a long time, none of the taxis was empty.

On the taxi- hailing apps, there were dozens of people lining up in front.

At this time, I realized for the first time that maybe I should learn how to drive.

I didn't think that driving was a must-have skill before.

When I was still standing at the door and waiting to take a taxi, I saw a familiar car parked in front of me.

My whole breath slowed down when I recognized this car.

It was Shelton's car.

I saw that the back door was slowly opened and Shelton was sitting in the back seat. His smile was still as gentle as before. He asked me, "Where are you going? Let me give you a ride."

"There is no need!"

I immediately refused and turned away nervously.

At this time, I heard the sound of the door closing behind me. I dared not look back. Holding the small bag in my hand, I walked forward.

But soon, I heard the sound of his footsteps coming after me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Shelton walked to my side. He said in a gentle voice, "You can't get a taxi now."

The meaning of this sentence was like, 'You can't escape.'

I stood there. After hesitating for a long time, I finally think it through, 'Why should I be the one running away?'

'I have never done anything wrong.'

'Wasn't he the one who made use of me, lied to me, and hurt me?!'

I stopped and turned to look at Shelton, with a distant look in my eyes. "Mr. Cowell, what can I do for you? Are you going to see whether I am miserable enough?"

"You can go back on your words."

Shelton said calmly.

"I don't want to go back on my word." I looked at Shelton. "Didn't you say we won't meet again? Then what are you doing now?"

"But, we happened to meet each other. Isn't it predestined ?"

Shelton looked at me, and the smile at the corners of his mouth became more and more evident.

"Predestined? It's really ridiculous to use this word to describe the acquaintance of us." I raised the corner of my mouth to show a mocking smile. "The predestined acquaintance was all imposed by you on purpose, isn't it? Otherwise, we would not have too many interactions."

When I finished speaking, I finally saw a taxi with an empty indication on it.

I immediately stretched out my hand to stop it.

Not waiting for Shelton to speak again, I opened the door and got in the car.

I didn't want to be controlled by anyone, nor would I shrink back. I wanted to find my own way.

However, before the door was closed, I heard the man behind me saying, "I will make up for what I have done."

I went to Rosy's home in the car. I didn't know why I felt more relaxed here than elsewhere, as if I should have belonged here.

Or, only in here, I can really let go of the things outside.

I was preoccupied with the matters concerning

Rosy's death.

I called Nancy and told her all the ins and outs of this matter. I wanted to see if her husband Jerrold can check whether there was any report about this matter.

After that, I searched for the list of associate directors of the Second Hospital.

I had also come into contact with grandma's attending doctor at that time, so I should have some impression.

There were four associate directors in the second hospital. I scanned them roughly and soon focused on a photo of an associate director named Matt Parma!

'That's him!'

I told myself!

"My grandmother's attending physician was this man."

I looked at the doctor's resume from the Internet again. He was the youngest among all the associate directors.

In comparison to other associate directors, he should be the most inexperienced.

How could he be an associate director?

There must be some inside story.

It seemed that there was a big problem with this

person!

If I asked Jerrold, maybe he could help me to dig out something!

When I looked at the information of Matt, Nancy called me. She told me a piece of news about unqualified medical equipment of the Second Hospitalthad that had been released a few years ago.

But because the impact was not of significance, it didn't attract much concern.

I thought for a moment and asked her, "How can I find muckraking materials of an associate director in the Second Hospital that named Matt?"

"Muckraking materials?" Nancy was a little confused after hearing this. "I don't know either. Let me ask my husband."

I sat there and thought about it carefully.

Generally speaking, for getting these materials, it was necessary to plant a virus on the opposite side's cell phone or to eavesdrop.

But high-technic talents were needed to do these. I remembered that there was such a person in Patrick's company.

However, I didn't want to get him involved.

When I was hesitating, my cell phone made a "ding-dong" sound.

I looked down and saw a message popped up to prompt that I had received a new email.