Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 240

Patrick felt lost and held Cherry's face in one hand, she felt frightened by his stare, then he smiled, "Your name is Cherry isn't it?"

"Yes, boss." Cherry nodded her head repeatedly, thinking that her good days were coming.

Patrick pretended to say gently, "You are not to leave this room until I return, do you hear me? "

"Okay, boss, I'll just be here and wait for you." Cherry was caught up in Patrick's smile, forgetting for the moment that he had ever hit on her.

Patrick picked up his clothes from the floor and hurriedly dressed them, then quickly chased the direction Amelia had disappeared.

Amelia was a fast walker, but she couldn't match Patrick's speed.

Suddenly she was stopped by Patrick, who was the person she didn't want to see at this moment. Amelia asked coldly, "What else? "

"I can prove that I did nothing to Cherry," Patrick said.

"Well, how do you prove it?" Amelia snorted. "Unless there is a surveillance camera in your room, is there?"

Patrick shook his head. "No, there is not."

VIP rooms are reserved for distinguished guests whose privacy is not subject to Royal Joy Club's interference.

Amelia said ironically, "Oh, fine." "What do you mean by 'fine'?" Patrick said discontentedly, "You came here this morning meant that you still care about me. Then why don't you spend more time for

me to prove it?"

"Because I don't have time to waste on you, okay?" Amelia roared with a broken spirit. She was really tired and was afraid that it would prove that Patrick had slept with that woman last night.

He had disappointed her too many times, and she didn't want to believe him anymore.

Patrick looked at her seriously and asked, "So, you don't believe me, right?"

After a long silence, Amelia felt conflicted and said, "Yes!"

"Ok, then I don't need to explain anything." Patrick's expression seemed uncertain. He took the initiative to step aside and let her go.

His concession was what Amelia wanted, but she felt even more pain, and she held her forehead and walked away from him with an indifferent face.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Amelia felt the image in front of her fade a little and the next thing she knew, she was unconscious and falling down.

In the emergency center.

"Tell me, what happened to her!"

"Don't worry. I'm doing a check-up."

Inside the ER, Patrick took a deep breath but still couldn't calm down, he kept urging Paisley, who was helping Amelia with her physical exam, "Why isn't she awake by now?"

Paisley, who had a stethoscope around her neck, couldn't help but turn and glare at a pale Patrick, "If you keep yelling like that, I'll let Cussler ask you to leave."

Patrick's face was sullen. But now the doctor was the most powerful one, so he could only keep quiet.

After checking for a long while, Paisley frowned and took down the stethoscope.

Patrick said with difficulty, "Why are you so serious? Is she..."

Paisley confused. "What are you thinking about? It's not as serious as you think."

Patrick felt helpless. It was obvious that Paisley's look was too serious and misleading. But she turned on him and said he was thinking too much!

Just as he was about to lose patience, Paisley counted carefully, "Aside from the fact that she has mild malnutrition and stomach pains, which are common, your wife's mental state is poor and her heartbeat is disturbed. It seems she's under a lot of stress but can't relieve it."

Patrick hadn't known about George's fainting spell and thought it was his affair with Cherry that had caused Amelia like this, he gazed at her thin face and blamed himself, "It's all my fault..."

"What?" Paisley wanted to listen to Patrick talk about it, but he didn't say anything further.

Without spending too much time grieving, Patrick looked up to Paisley and said, "I have something to deal with right away, and in the meantime, please take good care of her."

Without waiting for Paisley to respond, Patrick gripped his phone and flew out of the emergency room.

Paisley sniffled, scanning over the sleeping Amelia and muttering, "What could be more important than your own wife?"

Amelia slept soundly through the night, and when she woke up, Paisley was just in time to remove her sling, covering the pinhole in the back of her hand with a bandage and cotton gauze.

Noticing that Amelia's fingers were trembling slightly, Paisley looked at her and said gently, "Are you awake?"

Amelia subconsciously responded, "Yeah".

Paisley advised, "You're very weak right now and it's best not to get out of bed right away." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Amelia felt confused and asked, "Why am I here?"

Paisley laughed and flicked the wet hair sticking to Amelia's cheeks, "It was your husband who brought you here, I asked him what was going on but he didn't tell me why."

Amelia felt sad and disappointed at the mention of Patrick, she looked indoors and there was no sign of him, "Where is he?"

Paisley explained, "He had something to take care of and asked me to watch over you for a while."

So he'd gone...

She pissed him off a lot and he definitely couldn't

stand it.

But it was nice enough that he was willing to take her to the emergency center after she accidentally fainted.

Amelia thought for a moment and then prepared to want to lift the covers, "Has he paid for my medication? I want to get out of the hospital."

Paisley was anxious. "You... don't worry about the fee, I'll take care of it!"

Thinking about Patrick's instructions, she couldn't let Amelia leave the hospital now, "We're at least friends, aren't we? Just take my advice if we're friends, what you need the most right now is rest, we'll decide everything else when your husband comes back, okay?"

Amelia remembers George's illness and she replies, "But I have my own business ..."

Paisley crossed her arms over her chest, "Alright, here's the deal, I'm going to call Patrick right now and tell him you're awake, and as soon as he says he'll let you back in, I'll let you back in, okay?"

It seemed like a flexible deal, but Amelia knew she couldn't communicate with Patrick, and she nodded helplessly, "Okay then."

Patrick ran as fast as he could from another hospital back to the emergency center after receiving a call from Paisley. He was holding a report in his hand and eagerly wanted Amelia to have a look at it.

At the sight of him running in breathlessly, his face filled with concern and urgency, Amelia's eyes instantly welled up with tears, but she was paradoxically disappointed in him at the thought of him having slept with another woman.

"She's not very stable, so pay attention when you talk to her." Paisley explained after whispering this in Patrick's ear, leaving them their private space.