Chapter 892


    The price that Amelia had to pay for admitting defeat was that her entire forehead had turned red!


    Patrick kept flicking on her forehead. Thump! Thump! Thump!


    Amelia could not bear it anymore and hugged his arm. She asked, "Enough... Isn''t that enough?"


    Patrick red at her coldly and said, "Aren''t you afraid of me? How dare you hold my hand? Aren''t


    you afraid that I''ll deal with you more viciously?"


    Three questions were thrown at Amelia one by one, making her dizzy. She did not know how to


    answer them.


    Patrick saw that she did not say anything. He was so angry that his face contorted instantly. "You


    are really ungrateful, huh? The reason why I treated Pablo in that way... Who do you think I did it


    for? For Ste? For the Royal Joy Club? No way! Even if you are an idiot, you should know that I


    did it for you!"


    Amelia''s heart skipped a beat. What? Did she hear it right?


    Seeing the dumbfounded expression on her face without a trace of gratitude, Patrick furrowed his


    brows. "Amelia! You...forget it!"


    He suddenly moved his handsome face away. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed


    to calm down a little.


    Seeing him like this, Amelia felt a sudden sadness.


    Patrick had always been the one who vented his anger whenever he needed it. When did he ever


    need to suppress his anger?


    Presumably, he must have been very disappointed with her this time and did not even want to scold


    her.


    "Let go!" Patrick shouted.


    Amelia held his arm tightly like vines and cooed, "Well, you have misunderstood. I''m not afraid of


    you. You''re my husband. I''ll only respect you. How can I be afraid of you? I know you won''t hurt


    me."


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    Her words carried another meaning when they went to Patrick''s ears, hypocrisy.


    He ridiculed her coldly. "Who was the one who was so afraid of me just now? It was you, wasn''t it?"


    Amelia pretended to be shy and said, "Hey, I was just shocked by your unexpected manners. Since


    I came out of the room, I''ve been silently admiring you to a point that I don''t feel like myself."


    "Do you admire me?" Patrick narrowed his eyes. "I don''t think so." The eyes of Amelia rolled.


    Suddenly, she tiptoed and kissed him on his lips to show her goodwill.


    After the kiss, she stood up straight again, looked up at him and asked, "Now do you feel my


    admiration for you?"


    Patrick smirked, "Is that how you express your admiration to others?"


    Amelia said seriously, "No, it''s only to you."


    Patrick felt so sweet. He could not help but raise his hand to hold the back of her head and lowered


    his head to teach her what the real kiss was.


    At the hospital, outside the operating room.


    A couple was anxiously asking, "Doctor! How is our Pablo?"


    The doctor said, "Mr. Kennedy, Mrs. Kennedy, the stun baton has been taken out smoothly. The


    patient''s membrum is a little red and swollen. Fortunately, it is not a big problem. The major problem


    is that the patient has massive bleeding in the back due to tearing. He needs stitches. In addition,


    the patient''s rectum is affected as well because the object is too long. I suggest for him to stay in


    the hospital."


    Hearing this, Pablo''s mother fainted on the chair behind her.


    Although Pablo''s father did not fall unconscious, he could not bear hearing it. With his trembling


    hands, he supported himself against the wall and sat down.


    The doctor asked, "Mr. Kennedy, do you need me to wake Mrs. Kennedy from her


    unconsciousness?"


    Kinsley took a look at his wife and said, "No, let her stay like this. It''s even more troublesome if she


    is awake."


    The doctor sweated and asked, "Mr. Kennedy, are you all right?"


    "I''ll just need a rest." After a while, Kinsley asked, "Doctor, do you know who sent my son to the


    hospital?"


    The doctor took out a card from the pocket of his white coat. "The man has left, but he told me to


    give this to you in case you ask for the details."


    Kinsley reached out to take it and nced at it. When he saw the sign of the ''Royal'' on it, his face


    instantly filled with horror.


    At Land of Fragrance.


    "BRRIINNG..."


    Was Patrick''s phone ringing?


    Amelia heard it when she passed by the corridor on the second floor.


    She did not mean to stop. When she heard the footsteps getting closer and closer to the door of the


    study room, she wanted to leave, but it was toote.


    With a click of the door, she could hear that Patrick was talking on the phone. He said, "Sissi, don''t


    be impulsive! I''ll go there right now!"


    The door opened. Patrick and Amelia looked at each other.


    Patrick frowned and said to the other end of the line, "Wait for me." Then he ended the call.


    Following that, Patrick asked the impassive Amelia who was standing in front of him, "Did you


    eavesdrop at the door?"


    Amelia''s eyes moved from his phone to his face and said frankly, "I just passed by."


    Patrick asked doubtfully, "Who would believe it?"


    Amelia said, "It doesn''t matter whether I eavesdrop or not. Anyway, it''s not like I don''t know the


    nasty thing between you and Sissi."


    Patrick''s face darkened. "Amelia, you''d better watch your tongue. I don''t like you to insult Sissi!"


    Amelia slightly click her tongue and continued, "You''d better not mention ''Sissi'' so frequently.


    Otherwise, people will know about it and when ites to the ears of your parents and


    grandparents, I''m sure you know better than me what Sissi will encounter at that time."


    The nk look in her eyes and all the mocking remarks were like a thorn piercing straight into


    Patrick''s heart.


    He gnashed his teeth and said, "That''s so caring of you!"


    Amelia shook her head and said, "You''re mistaken. I didn''t do it for you. I did it for myself. What if


    you are the one who let the news that Sissi returned to Northville slip, but I end up taking the me.


    I don''t want to get med for things that aren''t my fault. So, please, do it secretly. Don''t get so


    excited that it will be known by everyone."


    Patrick''s eyes were cold. "Are you allowing me to have an affair with Sissi?"


    Amelia felt a tightness in her chest. Of course, she did not agree, but would it work if she opposed


    it?


    "If I say ''no'', can you not see her from now on?"


    Patrick fell silent.


    Amelia said self-mockingly, "Look, we both know the answer."


    Patrick rarely exined, but he made an exception in front of Amelia. "I''ve got something important


    to do this time."


    Amelia smirked. "I remember that you have visited her more than once. Except for this time, it is for


    the so-called something important, which means you spent the rest of the time on private affairs


    with her, right?"


    Patrick said angrily, "You know I didn''t mean that!"


    Amelia responded coldly, "Then what do you mean? Please make it clear! Can''t you give me a


    quick answer as to what you think of me and Sissi?"