Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 424

Was Patrick going to stand me up?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but get a little angry. Wasn't he too childish?

In retrospect, I realized that the longer he lived, the more childish he seemed to be recently in his thirties.

He was going to stand me up, wasn't he?

I got up and walked to the glass window. At this time, it was almost completely dark outside, and the chill came through the glass.

A thin snowflake fell onto the glass. My mind went blank for a moment. Then I realized that it started snowing outside!

No, I have to go back!

I would not stay here all night

Thinking of this, I got up right away and was about to leave. I turned around and looked at the two attendants who huddled up in the corner to warm up each other and asked, "I'm leaving. Do you want to go down the mountain with me?"

"It's alright, it's alright. Well go to the backroom after you leave."

As soon as the attendants heard that I was leaving, they was actually very happy.

It seemed that they're frozen too. They had been waiting for me to leave.

From this point, I was more sure that Patrick was going to stand me up today!

I took out my mobile phone, and wanted to send a message to Patrick, but I was so angry that I deleted it even after I edited it.

He was determined to stand me up, so he naturally wouldn't care about me.

Maybe he was now in a warm house, drinking warm coffee and laughing at me!

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

I went out to start the car and drove down the mountain.

The snow around the glass house had been falling for a while, but it was not heavy. There was only a thin layer. But the further down I went, the heavier the snow became.

I felt lucky that I went down the mountain earlier. If I had been a little later, I might had been blocked halfway.

What if I was stuck somewhere halfway up the mountain that was impossible to find? I would have already frozen to death by the time someone found me!

Realizing this, I couldn't help stepping on the accelerator harder to go down the mountain as soon as possible, ensuring safety at same time.

The closer I got to the foot of the mountain, the heavier the snow became.

While driving, I obviously heard the friction sound between the wheels and the snow. Although I stepped the same force on the gas pedal, the car was getting slower and slower.

When I was feeling a little annoyed, I suddenly saw a car in front of me!

There were still people coming up to the mountain at midnight? Even the car light wasn't on yet?

It took me a lot of effort to drive forward, only to find that the car was stopped there, motionless.

Was the engine stalled?

At this time, because the snow was too heavy, my car was too slow and about to stall. Naturally, I think that the engine of the car opposite was stalled.

However, when I got to close to the car, I flashed the far- light and found that the car opposite seemed to have been hit seriously!

The whole front was deformed! Because of the heavy snow, the whole car had been covered with snow. It seemed that the car had been parked here for a while.

Could there be someone inside?

Would the person be fine?

Looking through the window of my car, I saw the heavy snow in the sky. After a moment of hesitation, I stopped the car.

Getting out of the car, I took out my mobile phone, turned on the back lamp, and walked over.

When I got close, I found that the car crash was quite serious. The front of the car was completely covered, the airbag inside was outside, and the door in front was severely deformed.

I shone by my cellphone at the window and wanted to look what was going on inside.

When I raised my phone and flashed it into the glass, I was stunned.

"Patrick?!"

Although he was wrapped in layers of airbags, I could still recognize that the person inside was Patrick! This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Why is he here?" I didn't expected it.

How could such a serious accident happen on this mountain road?

What on earth happened?

Because the door was deformed, I opened it at once.

After the door was opened, it was half-hanging.

I couldn't care other things. I tried my best to pull Patrick out.

When my hand touched his hand, I found that the man's hand was freezing cold.

"Patrick!"

I shouted.

However, his eyes were tightly shut, not displaying the slightest bit of reaction.

For a moment, I was frightened!

Was he dead?

I looked around and found it was dark. The headlights of my car were on, and snowflakes were flying in the air under the lights.

His legs were squeezed in the front. It took a lot of effort to pull him out!

Because Patrick was in a coma, it was very hard to move him. In addition, he was taller and heavier than me, so it was very hard for me to move him meter by meter.

Even so, I used up nearly all my strength and pulled him to the back seat of my car.

When I put him in the back seat, I found that his leg should have been injured, and the scarlet blood had been stained his trousers.

I had no time to examine his injuries. All I knew was that I had to immediately send the man to the hospital, as soon as possible!!

However, when I closed the door and returned to the driver's seat to start the car again, I found that my car could not move anymore.

The wheels were stuck in the snow.

It couldn't move anymore.

I tried many times, but the wheels just kept spinning in the same place and didn't move at all.

Moreover, it seemed that as I was trying to drive, the wheels sink lower and lower.

What should I do?

I looked back at Patrick, whose eyes were tightly shut.

I knew that if I started the car, I might stay a night, but his injuries seemed to be very serious. After that night, I was afraid that it would be uncertain whether he could be alive!

I took out my mobile phone and found it showed in the upper left corner: Not in the service area.

I finally understood why Patrick's phone couldn't be got through.

What should I do?

I got out of the car and wanted to go forward to have a look, but it was snowing heavily. In such a day, no one went up the mountain!

What should I do!

I couldn't let Patrick die here.

But I couldn't move him either. I had to rely on something to help.

After thinking for a moment, I took out my suitcase, which was filled with clothes. There was nothing on which Patrick could lie or by which I could pull him.

At this time, I saw the car door.

Half of the car door had been dropped apart from the car.

I checked it and finally managed to take apart the car door with all my effort.

Because I exerted too much force, my hand was punctured by the twisted door edge!

I was so tired that I took a rest on the ground. When the lights of my car came over, I found that there seemed to be a mark on the back door.

This mark seemed very deliberate, but it wasn't obvious at the same time...

I had no time to care more things. In order not to let the door hurt Patrick, I took the pajamas in my suitcase to wrap up the burrs on the door edge.

Then I moved the door to the back seat of my car and exhausted my strength to pull Patrick down.

He was too tall. The door could only put down the man's upper body. I put his legs outside. In order to prevent him from feeling cold, I wrapped my clothes in my leather suitcase around the man's legs and head.

After that, I found a sturdy garment and hitched it on the door handle.

Because the door was made of metal, it had minimal friction in the snow and was relatively easy to move.

In this way, I pulled Patrick towards the foot of the mountain.

I knew there were still more than a dozen of kilometers away from here to the foot of the mountain. Could I walk more than a dozen of kilometers in the snow? I had no idea.

But I knew I had to go. Otherwise, Patrick might have no chance to be alive.