Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 321

I shook my head.

I didn't say anything.

After we finished breakfast, Shelton drove me to a jewelry store to choose a set of engagement rings.

When we entered the jewelry store, the manager and several shop assistants of the store had already been waiting at the door. When we came close, they greeted together, "Mr. and Mrs. Cowell, welcome."

Shelton was very pleased with being addressed like this.

An engagement ring was different from a wedding ring. It should be suitable for daily use.

Shelton asked a clerk to bring him a few rings. We picked one set together.

After buying the engagement rings, Shelton had a meal with me and then selected two sets of clothes for engagement.

Then we came home together.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when we got home.

After going back, I sat on the sofa alone and talked with Nancy about the design tomorrow. Suddenly, Shelton came over and sat next to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and held me in his arms.

I couldn't help but feel nervous. Holding my phone, I froze with only half of the message typed.

The man looked at me, leaned over, and kissed my forehead. "Well get engaged in a week and then you will be my wife."

"Yes." The knuckles of my hand, which was holding my phone, turned slightly pale.

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When Shelton said it in person again, I felt so uncomfortable.

After a week, nothing could change.

Shelton looked at me, and his thumb gently fell between my eyebrows. "Don't frown. Don't worry, I'll be with you. Things like last time will never happen again. It was my fault. I won't do it again."

"It didn't matter. I..."

"It did matter. We were going to marry soon. It was my fault that I did such a thing." Shelton hugged me, and his chin rested on my shoulder. He murmured, "It won't happen again. I hope you can care more about me. Don't let my feelings go unanswered. I'm really in pain."

Shelton's grip grew tighter and tighter bit by bit.

It was as if he wanted to rub me into his body.

However, my hands were hanging there. Somehow, I couldn't muster the courage to hug him back.

Shelton held me in his arms and said over and over again, "Janetta, I love you. I will love you for a lifetime. It is okay you don't love me now, as long as you don't love him more."

Who was "him"?

I knew it very well.

Finally, I hugged him back and nodded gently. "Okay, I promise you."

I knew that I couldn't continue to love Patrick.

Because in this life, I was doomed not to be with him.

Time passed by in the blink of an eye. "Timetravel", the project advanced by the cooperation of Nancy and I had been completed. We sent it to Mr. Reid, who repeatedly applauded for it.

And he immediately gave us bonuses.

That night, Nancy took the bonus and wanted to invite me to dinner, but I refused.

Tomorrow would be the day of my engagement with Shelton. Tonight, I would have dinner with the Cowell Family.

This time, it was not in Shelton's home but in the Eastern Wind Restaurant.

I went home to take a bath, changed into a decent set of clothes, put on light makeup, and followed Shelton to the Eastern Wind Restaurant.

When we entered the box, many people were already sitting there.

I looked over and found that all the members in Cowell Family seemed to be here.

Sheridan, Dulcie, Patrick, and Ned.

After we went in, Dulcie looked unhappy and said, "How dare you have us four wait for you!"

I took a look at my watch.

Shelton told me that it would start at 7 o'clock, but now it was only 6:40.1 thought it was quite early.

I took a quick glance at Shelton.

However, Shelton did not say anything. He pulled me to the two empty seats, settled me down first, and then sat down.

After sitting down, Shelton said slowly, "There's something to deal with in the company. Sorry for the delay."

I knew it was not like that.

Shelton had come home very early, and I had wanted to leave for the restaurant earlier, but he said "There's no hurry."

It seemed that he was going to give the Cowell Family a blow after confessing how rich he was.

Ned was a peacemaker. "Forget it. It's not a big deal."

"Dad!" Dulcie looked at Ned, her face full of displeasure.

Dulcie wanted to say something, but Ned gave her a warning look to shut her up.

With this subtle attitude, I could already feel that tonight was a big night, even if it seemed to be harmonious on the surface. Beneath this surface, something was going to happen.

Before the meal, a waiter came in and filled the wine cup for everyone. Because of the incident last time, Ned did not allow me to drink anymore.

He specially prepared juice for me.

Everyone was drinking, except for me. Dulcie snorted and said, "Janetta, you're really a big shot. Last time, I tried my best to persuade you to drink. But this time, you even replaced it with juice."

Last time, Dulcie had not been this direct.

But this time, she directly attacked me.

Thinking I would marry Shelton in the future, I didn't want to have a quarrel with any member of Cowell Family. When I was about to explain, Shelton suddenly reached out for me.

His palm was placed on my small hand. He looked at Dulcie and said, "Janetta and I have a plan. To be honest, I shouldn't drink either. However, engagement is a big deal. If both of us don't drink, it's too impolite."

"Have a plan" was one of the most popular code words in recent days.

It meant that we planed to have a kid, so I couldn't drink.

As soon as he said that, I immediately felt that someone was looking at me coldly.

It really freaked me out.

I knew who was looking at me without looking.

I looked down and didn't say anything. Then I heard Ned on the opposite side said first, "Well, it is good. I have three children and my eldest grandson is in his thirties, but I haven't had my second grandson yet!"

Ned, as an elder, was naturally very happy about the birth of his grandson.

In addition, over the past few years, his health was getting worse and worse.

Sheridan also said, "It's a good thing. It's okay if you don't drink."

Hearing this, Dulcie couldn't say anything else.

The box suddenly became very quiet.

When I thought that Patrick would not comment, I heard a cold and alienated voice from him, "Uncle, you are no longer young. The quality of your sperm must have declined. What if the child you gave birth to is defective? So..."

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing his son's words, Sheridan slapped the table!

He was enraged!

I looked up slightly. There was no expression on Patrick's face, and he seemed not to heard his father's reprimand.

He was looking at me coldly.

At this time, I felt Shelton move his arm from my hand to my shoulder and said with a faint smile, "Don't worry about this, Patrick. It's true that I am a bit older. But Janetta and I have really good sex." He paused for a while and asked me, "Am I right?"