Chapter 243


    "Thank you," Amelia''s eyes filled with tears momentarily from emotion, but she lowered her head so


    Howard wouldn''t notice, "The doctor said my dad is having a stroke."


    Howard sighed lightly, "George is a sincere man so he will be well rewarded by God. I''m sure he will


    recover soon."


    "Yes, he will." Amelia nodded sagely.


    Eve turned around and actually found her husband, her son all in the middle of a conversation with


    Amelia. She got a little angry and purposely stomps her heels into the ground, hoping to get the


    attention of the three of them.


    When Amelia saw Howard, she was sitting in a chair, cleaning George''s body while talking to


    Howard.


    At this time, seeing Eve again, Amelia quickly put down George''s hand, stood up from the chair, and


    greeted her in a panic.


    Amelia was now really afraid of Eve, that day in the cafe in front of the outsiders and Howard, Eve


    had the courage to hit her directly followed by a lot of arguing and noise. Amelia worried that Eve


    probably was going to do it again in the hospital.


    Eve touched the jade bracelet in her hand and even didn''t look at Amelia. She said, "All right, don''t


    look like you are pitiful, as if I am bullying you."


    No, that actually was true. She was bullying Amelia.


    Both Howard and Patrick came up with this idea at the same time.


    Patrick smiled skillfully and said, "Mom, you misunderstood, Amelia was just ttered to see you


    come over in person."


    Eve listened with amusement, then ncing at George lying on the bed in disgust, "What about


    Apex Construction Corporation now that your father is like this? Why don''t you just let Roxxon buy


    it. It''ll give your familypany something to fall back on."


    The three of them felt that was a little too much and then scowled at the same time, Amelia resisting


    the urge to roll her eyes at Eve, "You''re being harsh," she thought.


    Howard stared at Eve unhappily, Eve felt clueless and stared back, "What, am I wrong? The words


    are hard to hear, but I''m all for their family."


    Howard tugged Eve aside and said glumly, "Can you do less judging? Amelia''s going through a sad


    time."


    Eve responded indifferently, "Can''t you feel her sad even looking at her now? she''s probably happy


    inside when Patrick is with her."


    Eve''s words could be felt as cold and cruel. She had really changed, bing prone to jealousy


    and learning how to hurt someone to the greatest extent possible. She was a far cry from the


    elegant look he remembered.


    Howard was so disappointed in Eve that he even became numb to her harsh words, "Come on, let''s


    go home." "What did you say?" Eve turned to be stunned.


    Howard looked at her like she was a stranger, "I say let''s go home and leave the kids alone."


    Eve was delighted to be able to end the visit so soon, and she took Howard by the arm and left the


    room before she could analyze his change in attitude.


    "Sorry." Patrick reached out his hand and shook Amelia''s cold hand. He whispered, "My mother...


    didn''t do this before."


    Amelia was silent for a few seconds, and then she held Patrick''s hand back. Her hand was smaller


    than his, and it was even fair than his. It seemed that they were abination of tenderness and


    strength.


    "It''s all right," she finally spoke with a husky voice that made Patrick feel pity, "I don''t think Eve


    would havee over to see my dad tonight if she hadn''t volunteered. She was being kind


    anyway."


    Patrick looked at her for a while. She was indeed a very sweet woman and it reassured him, "It''s


    good that you think so."


    Amelia changed the subject, "It''ste now and you have to work tomorrow. Do you want to go home


    and rest?"


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    Patrick said in a gentle voice, "No, I''ll stay here tonight."


    Amelia was about to say something, but he stood up and said, "I''ll move a folding chair here. You


    take the first half of the night, and I''ll take the second, so we both can have a break."


    Amelia smiled and said, "You''re really thoughtful."


    She stared up at him, her eyes like hidden moons, gentle and bright. Patrick didn''t care that George


    was there. He couldn''t help but kiss her on the lips.


    "Don''t... "Amelia tensed because her father was still in bed. Patrick''s long fingers held the back of


    her head as if he didn''t feel satisfied enough to deepen the kiss, for the moment they didn''t argue,


    just two burning hearts pressed together.


    For a long moment, Patrick reluctantly released her, while his eyes revealing a desire that made


    Amelia''s body contract together.


    She blushed and shyly pretended to be angry, "Now is not the time for us to be making out!"


    The usation rang through Patrick''s ears like an rm and snapped him awake!


    His demeanor became hesitant, he could call any woman to him at any time, why did he lose


    control so often with Amelia? He couldn''t seem to leave her body, so how was he going to talk to


    her about divorce in the future?


    Divorce?


    Patrick frowned even more. How long had it been since he mentioned these two words to her? Did


    he forget? Or had he gotten used to living a life with her by his side?


    "What''s the matter?" Seeing that something was wrong with him, Amelia reached out to touch his


    body, but he quickly dodged it.


    Amelia''s hand froze in the air awkwardly.


    Patrick pursed his lips and said calmly, "I''m going to find a chair."


    Then he turned around and left quickly.


    Amelia felt bewildered watching Patrick''s back, not understanding the reason for his sudden snub.


    Patrick returned with a folding chair in one hand and remained silent, Amelia feeling anxious but


    never asking him why.


    After all, the two of them didn''t know each other at all before they were married, and even if Amelia


    wanted to get to know him, but he wasn''t forting and honest, then she''d have to guess.


    However, Patrick didn''t like to expose himself, so she couldn''t know if she guessed it right.


    With a nce at Patrick, Amelia said as if nothing had happened, "You take a break first, and I''ll call


    you at 2:00."


    "Okay. " Patrick responded, putting on the nket andying down with his back to Amelia.


    The folding chair was small and narrow. Patrick was too tall to sleepingfortably in it.


    As soon as he rolled over, all the nkets he was wearing fell to the floor.


    Seeing this Amelia couldn''t help but get up from the chair and move towards Patrick. She leaned


    down, picked the nket back up and covered him again.