Chapter 395


    Saturday morning.


    Early that morning, after cooking some nutritious broth, J delivered it to the hospital.


    She had be just like a supervisor, making sure that Ethan ate on time every single day.


    When Frank came to visit Ethan, he even joked that he had never seen anyone gain so much weight


    after being hospitalized.


    Once J was finished feeding Ethan, she started cleaning up the table. She tied her long hair into a


    ponytail, revealing her neckline. She looked particrly charming at this moment.


    Ethan’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he grabbed her wrist.


    His entire body was bandaged, so only his hands could move.


    “Do your wounds hurt?” J asked worriedly.


    Ethan stroked her fingers gently. If he had more strength right now, he’d pull her into his arms and kiss


    her passionately.


    J had no idea just how attractive she was to him right now.


    “Come here,” Ethan said, restraining his urges.


    J’s eyes widened in confusion but she still leaned over, obeying hismand.


    Just then, they heard a knocking from the door.


    Ethan nced at the door, frowning at the sight of Patrick. The man was donned in a suit, followed by


    his assistant. Thetter was carrying several gifts in hand.


    Upon seeing him, Ethan scowled. “Mr. Lester, don’t you think it’s rude to barge into my room without my


    permission?”


    Patrick beckoned his assistant to put the gifts on the table. With his hands behind his back, he said in a


    heavy nasal voice, “Ethan, is that how you’re supposed to speak to your father?”


    Patrick appeared to be serious, but in truth, he felt proud to see the man his son had grown to be.


    It was apparent that Ethan had be tougher, stronger than before, and his tone was just as


    imposing as Patrick back when he was younger.


    Ethan looked away, leaning against the headboard in silence.


    J stood up and continued to clean the table. She didn’t like the Lesters; in fact, she disliked anyone


    who mistreated Ethan.


    While watching her clean the table beside Ethan, Patrick guessed that she must be the Lind family’s


    daughter.


    “Miss Lind, please leave us. I’d like to talk to Ethan alone,” Patrickmanded with a condescending


    stare.


    J pursed her lips, nced at Ethan, put away the tableware, and nodded.


    But before she could leave, Ethan grabbed her wrist.


    “J is my wife. Whatever you have to say to me, she has the right to hear it too. Now, if you wish to


    say something, go ahead,” he said calmly.


    Anger surged in Patrick’s heart. He couldn’t figure out what was on Ethan’s mind anymore.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Suppressing his anger, Patrick asked, “Ethan, why did the helicopter of the Larson Groupe to save


    you?”


    Ethan let go of J’s wrist, put his hands behind his head, and nonchntly replied, “The Lester


    family is powerful, isn’t it? You should figure out the reason already, so why bother asking me?


    Besides, the incident has already been reported on the news. The Larson Group also made a


    statement that their helicopter just happened to pass by and saved me along the way.”


    Patrick appeared dignified as he stood beside the bed, offering not a shred of fatherly love. “Do you


    think I’ll believe that bullshit?” After a pause, he asked in a more powerful voice, “How are you


    connected to Brandon?”


    “Why are you asking me that?” Ethan looked up. They were both equally daunting.


    In a sonorous, powerful voice, Patrick replied, “As you know, the Larson Group is now the biggest


    enemy of the Lester family. If you have any special connection to Brandon, perhaps you can help the


    Lester family. And if you make a great contribution, I’ll consider taking you back into the Lester family.”


    Back when Ethan was nine years old, he came to Patrick, wanting to live in the Lester household. He


    was on his own for many years. For those reasons, Patrick believed that Ethan longed to be a


    part of the Lester household.


    “Do you really think I’d want to go back to the Lester family?” Ethan sneered.


    Patrick asked, “Don’t you want toe back? Isn’t that why you came to your grandmother’s birthday


    party?”


    Ethan shook his head and clicked his tongue, like he had just heard the funniest thing in the world.


    “You’re quite confident. I really want to know why you think I’d want you to take me back to the Lester


    household. That family means nothing to me now,” Ethan dered sternly.