Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 299

Amelia sighed in frustration at Patrick's cold demeanor and Andrew's unconvinced face.

It seemed that Patrick's pursuit of Andrew has exacerbated the conflict with him?

"Let me go!" Andrew punched Patrick on the shoulder and back. At this moment, Patrick was no longer the Uncle he used to worship, but a bad guy!

Patrick walked straight between the gawking Amelia and Ashley toward the Lamborghini, pressed the key with his other free hand, unlocked the car, pulled the door open, and threw Andrew in.

Patrick decided to slam the door shut before Andrew ran out of the car.

When Andrew fell, Amelia was upset with Patrick, "Will you stop being so rude? He has an eye injury!"

Patrick gave Amelia a glance, "This pad costs tens of thousands of dollars, and he won't get hurt if he falls on it."

Amelia took a deep breath and reminded herself that she was outside. If there was something wrong, she would talk about it after they went home.

After calming down, she pointed to the back seat and said, "Andrew is not in a stable mood now. I request to sit with him!"

Patrick unlocked the door and allowed Amelia to move into the back seat.

He put Ashley in the car and drove Andrew to the

Children's Hospital.

At the Children's Hospital entrance.

Patrick Hopper was the first to get out of the car and reached out a hand to Andrew, but Andrew slapped it away angrily.

Seeing Patrick's stunning look, Amelia gently advised Andrew, "Andrew, don't do this..."

In spite of Andrew's grievances, she didn't want him to get into a confrontation with Patrick, was that good for him? Not at all.

Andrew resolutely said to Patrick, "The school nurse has already dealt with my eye. I don't need to go to the hospital! I, I want to go home!"

Patrick raised his eyebrows and asked, "Whose home are you back to? Yours or mine?"

Andrew's hesitation flashed across his fleshy face as he listened to Patrick's deliberate question. He wanted to say, "Go my home" in a spirited manner, but with his parents out of town, his nanny taking the day off, and Ashley clinging to Patrick, he was sure she wouldn't be able to live with him.

After thinking for half a second, Andrew blushed and said, "I'm going to wander..."

Patrick glanced at Andrew's bloated left eye and smiled mockingly, "You do look like a street bum in that state."

Andrew is only a few years old and doesn't know how to argue, and he yells with resignation, "You don't know, it's a hero's scar!" "Would you like me to ask the government to give you a hero's medal?" Patrick narrowed his eyes and raised his voice, "Do you think you're right to hit someone!"

Andrew was overwhelmed by Patrick's yell, and his two round eyes filled with tears.

Patrick had no intention of indulging Andrew at all and said coldly, "Get out of the car."

Andrew insisted, "No, I won't!"

Patrick laughed instead of getting angry, fished a black cell phone out of his pocket, pointed it at Andrew's wretched face, and said, "If you don't see a doctor, I'll take a picture of what you look like now and show it to your parents so they can feel how awesome their son is at school."

Andrew succumbed.

Outside the clinic door.

Amelia sat on Patrick's left- hand side, the wind blowing gently through the window, her hair blowing away from her bangs...

Her heart was in turmoil, and she was tempted to tell Patrick the real reason for Andrew's fight with his classmate but was afraid that doing so would make Andrew think that she shouldn't reveal his privacy.

Patrick suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Amelia was shocked, he had seen through what she was thinking!

She blurted out, "Do you think it's strange that the gentle Andrew will fight with his classmates?"

Before Patrick answered, she said, "I felt strange, but I couldn't get anything from his mouth. Later, Ashley told me that it was The boy named Bache who called their dad a... cripple first!" NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

It was difficult for Amelia to say "cripple".

She thought Patrick would be furious, but he pulled out a cigarette and lighter, light it up, and take a few puffs before saying mutely, "I know ..."

Amelia was surprised and puzzled. "You know it? Andrew told you? Then why are you still so fierce to him?"

Patrick said lightly, "It wasn't Andrew who told me that, I asked the principal to bring Andrew's classmates into the principal's office and I asked them myself."

Amelia complained, "Since you all know that... why should you let Andrew apologize?"

Crack...

The door to the clinic opened and Andrew, accompanied by Ashley, came to the door with a goofy smile, "I'm okay!"

Looking at Andrew's left eye, which was covered with white gauze, Amelia touched his head sadly, "Andrew is the bravest!"

Ashley wiggled her hips and said proudly for her brother, "That's right! He didn't even cry when the nurse gave him the injection."

Patrick stood up and said disapprovingly, "Let's go home."

As soon as he heard Patrick speak, Andrew's good mood seemed to sour again.

After getting back into the Lamborghini, Patrick wasn't in a hurry to drive, just dropped his deep gaze to Andrew in the rearview mirror, "Andrew, let's talk."

Andrew was startled that Patrick used the phrase "let's talk" instead of "you listen to me," because he liked the feeling of equality.

Andrew straightened his seat and nodded like a grown-up.

"I know exactly why you fought and why you were upset, you were clearly fighting for your father, but as your uncle, instead of standing up for you against the classmate who made fun of you, I forced you to apologize, and you were mad at me for defending him, is that right?"

Andrew nodded sulkily.

"It's a fact that your dad has a foot injury that you always have to deal with... "Andrew frowned lightly as Patrick said smoothly, "That's the way it is in society and in school, you can either be tough or you can be patient. You fail to knock out your enemy with one punch, you have to live with the possibility of being bitten back..."

"Hey..." Amelia put her hand on the back of Patrick's chair and patted him on the shoulder. Wasn't his words too radical?

Andrew finally called back, "I don't understand..."

"Of course you don't understand, or else this wouldn't have gone against us, but if you're going to hit someone, why don't you ask them to meet you where no one is before you do it? Do we have to have the whole class plus the homeroom teacher as witnesses? It's hard for me to do something stupid like that, and how terrible the pressure of public opinion is nowadays, and how words can be a hurtful weapon."