Chapter 300
I was momentarily angry." After a pause, Andrew was persuaded to look at Patrick, "I''m sorry! I''m
the one who messed up and I me you for not helping me!"
"Your father is a SWAT officer, and if you don''t want him to arrest you like a criminal one day, you''d
better use your brain before you do anything..."
After saying this, Patrick started the engine and the Lamborghini quickly left the hospital.
With her elbow leaning against the window and her hand resting on her cheek, Amelia stared
thoughtfully at the back of Patrick''s head, saying something that wasn''t appropriate for a child but
seemed to make sense.
s, when she thought of Nora, who was gentle and kind, she didn''t know how she would feel if
Patrick taught her son like this.
But anyway, Andrew and Patrick''s conflict was resolved, and Amelia''s mncholy mood improved.
At Land of Fragrance.
Patrick''s face turned terrible when he saw the holes dug into the otherwise neat and beautiful green
lawn.
Andrew asked in confusion, "What''s this?"
Ashley''s eyes twinkled as if she had found some fun, "This must be a trap for hunting!"
Andrew murmured, "A trap?"
Ashley said in a tone of a detective, "Dull. Put a few nails in the hole and then spread ayer of
grass. If a thief climbed in at midnight, he would fall into the trap with one foot in vain, wouldn''t he?"
But this idea couldn''t convince Patrick, unless he was an idiot!
He grabbed Amelia''s hand asked furiously, "Who did this?"
See, Granny Hopper, Patrick would be possibly angry.
As a result, he was really angry...
Amelia said timidly, "It''s your grandma... she said she wanted to help us beautify the green grass,
so when you are at work, let me dig the holes with her..."
Under Patrick''s angry re, Amelia lowered her head and said casually, "Your grandma means
well, I can''t refuse her, can I? Besides, a greenwn could have been used for flowers."
Patrick said sternly, "Don''t look wise! I''ve been keeping this house as much as possible intact for
the day when..."
Patrick couldn''t say the words "she''lle back to me," as he continued, "I''ll have these holes
buried tomorrow!"
Amelia was in a dilemma, "Then how should I exin it to your grandma?"
"I''ll handle it myself!" After finishing his words, Patrick directly went through the fence door and
walked in. During this period of time, he had to prevent falling into a hole, so he could only move
forward slowly in the form of "Z".
Watching the noble Patrick walk, Amelia and Andrew, Ashley held back theirughter until Patrick
stepped into the house, and then they burst outughing.
Patrick frowned, they wereughing, and he heard them all!
"Nana, Nana!" At this time, he was no longer the overbearing president, but a junior who simply
wanted to have a quarrel with grandma!
Florence came out of the guest room with her mask on. She grabbed the railing on the second floor
and asked, "Patrick, what are you doing?"
Patrick asked directly, "Where''s Nana?"
Florence held the mask down with one hand and pointed to the next room with the other, "She''s
lying in there. Nana twisted her waist while nting flowers today. Now that you''re here, just hurry
over there and care."
Florence then noticed that Amelia and the others were back, and waved, "Hey, Amelia''s back too!
Wait... Andrew, what''s going on with your eyes? Cosy?"
Andrew nodded his head in embarrassment, "Yes, cosy!"
"Cool!" Careless Florence gave Andrew the thumbs up, after all, she didn''t think anyone would dare
mess with The Hopper Family in Northville!
During the conversation between Florence and Andrew, Patrick had quickly entered Granny
Hopper''s room, and as soon as he opened the door, the Granny Hopper inside started making
painful noises, "Ouch! My Waist..."
Granny Hopper was lying on her side on arge bed, one of her hands behind her back, holding a
hot water bag over her spine, and she was in such pain that no cold person could me her for it!
Patrick eased the anger on his face and came to Granny Hopper''s bed. He greeted her and said,
"Nana, how do you feel?"
Granny Hopper opened her eyes and sounded unusually weak: "Luckily... is when I was working
and I heard my bones crunching and I thought I had broken them."
Patrick frowned and said, "Grandma, that''s not funny... I''d better get a doctor to take a look at you."
Granny Hopper panicked and quickly grabbed Patrick''s hand, which was going for his phone, and
nervously said, "No! I''m fine!"
Realizing that she had gotten too excited, Granny Hopper quickly reverted to a weaker tone: "I don''t
need a doctor, just a little problem. Please let Amelia inter to give me a massage."
Patrick realized that his grandmother was pretending to be sick.
In that case, he confessed, "Grandma, I have something to discuss with you."
Granny Hopper feigned pain and said, "But my back hurts, let''s discuss this another time."
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Patrick said firmly, "It''s okay, Nana, just lie down if you''re ufortable, I''ll just say a few words
and go."
Granny Hopper sighed, "Then try to say something nice, I don''t want to get irritated."
Patrick nodded, "Those holes in the doorway look very unsightly, I''m going to have a craftsman
come in tomorrow and fix them, I know that''s the result of yourbor today, but this house is mine
and I want everything in the house to be arranged by me."
Patrick had made his point, but Granny Hopper countered, "But Amelia is very supportive of my
ideas. Anyway, she''s the woman of the house, and you should respect her wishes."
Patrick said indifferently, "Grandma! Everything else is up to me, except for changing the house,
which I strongly oppose!"
Granny Hoppe sadly said, "Patrick, haven''t you noticed? The house hasn''t changed, but the soul
has already changed, and from the second Amelia moved in here, your so-called persistence
became meaningless."
Patrick knew what Ganny Hopper was going to say next, and he flinched and left in a somber mood.