Chapter 213
Until Cynthia called him and said she had a dream that she was being chased by Peng and others. Patrick
subconsciously drove over.
By the the arrived at the hospital early in the morning, he was so drunk that he had no idea why he came
here, and his car, which had been towed away by traffic police for drunk driving.
Thinking about his usual drunken reaction, Patrick asked Cynthia in a subdued tone, "I didn't say anything
nonsense when | chere ... did 1?"
Cynthia hesitated, but said "nothing".
Patrick's nervousness was finally released.
Cynthia was curious and softly whispered, "You smell like alcohol. How much have you been drinking?"
Patrick casually replied, "Not much."
Cynthia couldn't stop her mind from wondering, "Did Madam Amelia Ramsay make you angry or sad so you
drank to take your mind off things?"
Patrick's handsface agitated, "I'm not drinking for her!"
"l..."Cynthia's big eyes were on the verge of tears like she was scared of him, "Patrick, did | say the wrong thing
again? Oooh... Why is my mouth so stupid and why do | always have to say things that upset you, I'm so
d*mned!"
As she did, she punched herself hard on the head and cried out hysterically.
Cynthia!"Patrick couldn't bear to watch her selfharm, he walked over to her and holding her wrist, snapping in a
low voice, "I don't blyou for that!"
Cynthia winced and looked at him, her fists clenched, "Then why are you mad atfor no reason?"
"I'm just..." a hint of annoyance crossed Patrick's features, "I just don't want to hear the nof Amelia at this
time!"
Amelia appeared just in the doorway, flabbergasted at the words.
Cynthia's face was facing the door and seeing Amelia, she whispered in panic, "Patrick, it's Madam Amelia
Ramsay..."
Turning back, Patrick's gaze went straight into Amelia's sharp eyes, and he suddenly realized how improperly he
and Cynthia were sitting at the moment, and whether Amelia had heard what he had just said to Cynthia.
"Madam Amelia Ramsay, are you here to pick up Patrick?" Cynthia's jeweled eyes revealed a hint of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtembarrassment but she actually took the initiative to greet Amelia.
Amelia pulled back the shredded hair by her cheek and said with a stiff smile, "Yeah."
After a few seconds’ pause, she asked Patrick, "Didn't you askto pick you up? I'm here... can we go now?"
Patrick was furious at her calm and relaxed look, he'd rather she questioned him than she didn't care!
He was angry and said very infuriating: "I don't want to see you again now, so go away!"
Amelia looked at the hand he and Cynthia had been holding, and she was sad to hear of his impromptu change
then asked, "You've been a while with Cynthia. Isn't that enough?"
"Certainly not enough!" Patrick went on, trying to use it to spur her on, "If I'd known you were coming so soon, |
wouldn't have called you so early, or you could have stayed until I'd had enough stand we could have
left?"
If Amelia would humbly admit her mistake and apologize to him for her inexplicable hostility last night, then he
could make it easy on her.
However, he heard her voice softly say, "Well, | won't bother you then, I'm going back to the office."
Seeing that she was really leaving, Patrick said anxiously, "Wait a minute!"
Amelia turned back and asked indifferently, "Is there anything else?"
Patrick said deliberately, "Cynthia and | haven't eaten breakfast so far, so you go downstairs and get it for us."
"Oh?" Amelia gave Cynthia a glance, Cynthia upon meeting her cold, steely gaze, said somewhat fearfully, "No
Patrick, I'm good!"
"Before, you were the one who served her, but now, shouldn't you let her do something for you?" Patrick's eyes
were on Cynthia, but his words were directed at Amelia.
"Of course, you should."
Amelia continued,
"If Cynthia hadn't saved my husband's life in the first place, he wouldn't be here now, and I'm honored to be able
to do something for you."
Faker! Patrick looked at her mockingly.
"Thank you, Madam Amelia Ramsay." Without achieving her goal of angering Amelia, Cynthia felt disappointed.
As soon as Amelia left the ward, Patrick quickly released Cynthia's hand. Cynthia lowered her head to hide the
jealous look on her face then said, "Patrick, aren't you being a little hard to Madam Amelia Ramsay?"
Patrick got up from the edge of the bed, pulled up a chair and sat down, saying grimly, "She deserves it."
Cynthia hesitated for a moment and tentatively asked, "Madam Amelia Ramsay won't just go away and never
cback, will she?"
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She was deliberately trying to get Amelia to spur Patrick on to anger because he'd cout to the hospital
drunk and mouthed Amelia's nevery now and then.
She analyzed the fact that Patrick must have had a fight with Amelia before he left the house to get drunk.
In that case, she was going to take this opportunity, while they were all angry with one another, to make them
more conflicted because of her.
Ten minutes later.
When Patrick and Cynthia both thought Amelia wouldn't be back, she cback carrying breakfast.
At their surprised expressions, she placed the breakfast on the table and said to them, "Sorry for the detour to a
more distant bakery that is well known in Northville, | hope you like this breakfast." Hearing this, Patrick's mood
worsened.
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Amelia hunched over a little in frustration, no matter what she did, he would never be satisfied, always.
While Patrick was out smoking, the nurse pushed a medical trolley through the door, indicating that Cynthia was
ready for her injection.
Cynthia cooperated and held out her arm, and when the needle hole was inserted into the skin, she said to
Amelia despondently, "I'm wasting Patrick's money on these nutritional supplements, I'm now broke and have to
take them every day