Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 88

"... My dear, if available, dine at home, okay?" George asked.

Amelia wanted refuse at first, but in the end, she took a deep breath and said, 'TH see."

As soon as she hung up the phone, the doorbell was ringing. Amelia hurriedly wiped the tears at corners of her eyes and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, it was not Cynthia, but her mother-in-law.

"Mom." Amelia greeted nervously.

Pushing Amelia away, Eve walked in without greeting and asked, "Where is my son?"

The dispute last time was still kept in her mind and definitely Eve wouldn't be nice to Amelia at all.

"He worked late last night and is still sleeping." After explaining to Eve, Amelia said, "Mom, be seated please. Let me prepare the tea for you."

Eve sat down slowly and took over the tea sent by her daughter-in-law. Glancing at the tea, Eve frowned and said, "This tea is too strong and harmful to stomach. If you aren't happy with me, just let me know directly!"

"Sorry, Mom, let me get you another one." Amelia smiled apologetically and was about to stand up.

"No, sit down!" Eve ordered arrogantly, "I have something to ask you."

Amelia had no choice but to sit down and said, "Okay, Mom."

With her hands crossing on her knees, Eve looked at Amelia's abdomen and asked, "It's been more than three months since you are married, but why aren't you pregnant yet?"

Amelia pursed his lips, thinking that it was her son that insisted on contraception. Unless she was the Virgin Goddess or simply had an affair with someone else, how could she be fertilised? NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"Mom, Patrick has just taken over Roxxon and been busy every day. If I'm pregnant now, I'm afraid that he might ignore either of the work or me, or both." Amelia tried to explain.

"Well, don't fool me with such an excuse. You know how rich we are. If you're really pregnant, I'll serve you with all my heart and soul." The mother-in-law said in an arrogant tone. "If you're weak physically, turn to a doctor to improve your fertility."

Amelia rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Mom, let me wake Patrick up and then you talk to him about this, okay?"

"Wait." Eve and put down the teacup with the water splashed, saying, "You're impatient when I'm talking to you, huh?"

Standing up and before leaving, she said, "Mom, to be pregnant, the husband's effort is needed. I'm not of infertility. So it's better that you talk to Patrick."

Eve didn't recognise that it was Patrick that didn't want a child. Instead, she felt that Amelia was cursing Patrick's infertility. She was angry and wanted to argue with Amelia.

Without noticing the water on the floor, Eve slipped and fell.

By the time Amelia heard the sound and turned around, it was too late. There was a big injury on Eve's forehead and half of her face was soon stained with blood.

Eve was half conscious and shouted for help with the wound covered by her right hand, "Patrick... Patrick! Come and help me!"

When Amelia figured out what happened, she squatted down trying to help, but was pushed away and Eve shouted at her, "Stay away!"

"Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't manage to hold you." Amelia panicked and was afraid that the wound might get worse.

Eve blamed Amelia for her wound and turned a deaf ear to her explanation, but shouted for Patrick's help.

Hearing the sound, Patrick, who was in the master bedroom, quickly got out of bed and opened the door. Following the sound, he saw his mom wounded.

He was so worried and rushed downstairs. He carried Eve in his arms and said, "Mom, don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital."

"Son, it was her! She wanted to kill..."

Eve shouted for long and her chest was a little stuffy. And her son came for her as she wished. She got so excited and fainted.

Patrick was anxious. He carried Eve on his back, got up, and ran out.

Amelia found her throat sore and painful.

In the emergency center.

Looking for Patrick and his mum for long, Amelia finally found them in a single ward. Patrick lowered his head and looked at Eve's pale face without moving a bit.

Eve, who was in a coma, was lying quietly, while Paisley, the doctor, who was one of Patrick's classmates in elementary school, was sterilising the wound, stitching and applying the ointment.

After these, Paisley looked up and said, "Your mum fainted because of excessive fright, excessive anger and a slight concussion. It's better for her to stay in the hospital for a few days for further diagnosis."

Hearing this, Patrick was worried and asked, "Is it serious?"

Paisley hummed. Her eyes, which were exposed outside the mask, flashed a deep thought and she said, "The wound is not shallow and it takes some time to recover." She paused and then asked, "How did this happen?"

Patrick frowned and didn't say anything.

Paisley did not ask further. Suddenly, she saw Amelia standing at the door. Paisley thought she was a relative of the patient, so she waved and allowed her to come in.

Amelia walked very slowly because she was still trying to make the sentences, "Mr. Hopper, I..."

The explanation was stuck in her throat, because she clearly saw the disgust in Patrick's eyes.

Yes, it was not anger, but disgust! To put it deeper, even hatred!

Patrick said to Paisley with an unkind look, "Paisley, excuse me."

"Okay."

Paisley agreed and looked at Amelia with curiosity.

"Is she from the Hopper Family? But I've never heard of her before..." Paisley thought.

Before leaving, Paisley closed the door.

In the quiet ward, Patrick stared at Amelia, who was at a loss, and narrowed his eyes.

Under the gaze, Amelia was almost out of breath and asked, "How's mom?"

Patrick's thin lips were filled with sarcasm and he said, "As you can see, she's still alive."

Amelia explained, "Mom slipped because she accidentally stepped on the water on the floor. I didn't mean to hurt her at all!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Patrick interrupted in a cold tone, "How can you talk about these unimportant things when she's in a critical condition?"

Amelia Ramsay felt sad as her explanation didn't matter at all.

Seeing Amelia standing still, Patrick said impatiently, "Get out! I don't wanna hear you and I don't wanna see you!"

It was as if someone had grabbed her throat, and she felt a chill all over her body. She responded and turned around, dragging her heavy steps away.

After driving Amelia away, Patrick sat down beside Eve. Looking at the gauze wrapped around her head, he felt a pain in his heart.