Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1070

"Well, it's about time. I'm tired. Hand me my crutch." Gramps Hopper said with a weary look.

Howard quickly returned the crutch leaning against his leg, but he still felt worried, "Dad, why not I take you back to your room to rest?"

Gramps Hopper nodded in acknowledgment. "Okay."

After Gramps Hopper returned to his room, Granny Hopper immediately could not sit still as well. She said to the rest, "The old fellow has returned to the room, I'll return as well. I can take the chance to coax him."

Nora quickly said, "Granny, I'll help you to go back to your room!"

Ashley, who had earned a lot of pocket money, also said sweetly, "Mommy, can I accompany you to take great-grandma back to her room?"

"Of course, our Ashley is the best!" Since Andrew was not there, Nora could generously praise her as the 'best'.

Ashley was so happy that her face was full of smiles, and she was even more active in following Granny Hopper around.

On the other side, as soon as Amelia walked out of The Hopper Mansion, she was caught up by Patrick.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Patrick appeared next to her and deliberately changed to the same pace as her.

Amelia put her hands behind her back, took a breath of fresh air, and said to Patrick, "Because it's already very late. If I don't get home to wash up and sleep soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning."

Patrick said with slight jealousy, "You're dedicated to your work." After thinking for a while, he eventually added in dissatisfaction, "While you show less dedication to me."

Amelia rolled her eyes at him. "That's because Apex Construction Corporation is the life of The Ramsay Family! If I don't take it seriously, who else would take care of The Ramsay Family? As for you who, are so wealthy, why should anyone worry about you? What's wrong with you? Why are you covering your neck out of a sudden?"

Amelia asked because Patrick was constantly rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

Moments later, he said, "I seem...to have...sprained my neck."

Amelia looked at him in surprise. "What?!"

Patrick rubbed his neck as he said with a frown, "It must be me sleeping in a bad posture just now."

Amelia's face was full of doubts. He was fine when he came out just a moment ago, but right this moment he turned sick. Was this guy acting sick to trick her again to gain her sympathy?

Thinking of this, she could not help saying, "Why not I give you a massage?"

"That's good!" Patrick accepted happily.

Amelia looked around and deliberately pointed to a nearby bench beside Patrick and said, "Let's go over there."

Patrick subconsciously followed Amelia's fingertips to turn around and have a look, only to hear a slight click, as if something had sprained.

Amelia was stunned for a moment because she had also heard it.

"D*mn it!" Patrick put his hand on the side of his neck and said with a pale face, "I seem to...

have really sprained my neck."

Amelia's voice was nice but she said with slight impatience, "You have brought enough trouble to the medical staffs. Can't you be a little quieter and cooperate with the treatment?"

Patrick cocked his neck and said in a rough voice, "You only care about their feelings. Have you ever thought about whether I am willing to stay here or not? This hospital gives me a really bad feeling. Have you seen the wall behind you? The paint is off! Also, I have never seen a toilet more disgusting than this one here... and...!"

"Have you finished talking?" Amelia interrupted coldly and casually flicked the neck guard that was used to adjust Patrick's neck. "Take a look at yourself now! You have a white thingy around your neck, and you are wearing patient clothes. Others would think that you are escaping from a psychiatric hospital if you run out!

No matter how the paint was off from the wall behind, the crust won't fall into your mouth! Why are you worried about it? If the toilet disgusts you, you can just hold back and refrain from using it, or simply take a trash bag or a bottle to deal with it! Why such a big man like you could be just like a

spoiled princess!"

Patrick shot her a glare and said, "You're getting more and more presumptuous! Do you think that I won't be able to teach you a lesson just because I've sprained my neck?"

If he did not teach her a lesson, she would really regard him as a weak person!

Facing Patrick's provocation, Amelia was not as polite as when she was at The Hopper Mansion. She stretched out her hand and flicked Patrick's neck guard several times, which made him so painful in an instant, but he could only hold it in.

"Amelia, are you going to murder your husband?" Patrick stretched his neck... Oh no, he should be shouting with his neck aslant.

Amelia narrowed her eyes and smiled at him. "Why are you being rude? Here's a kind reminder. The doctor said that you suddenly spraining your neck has great relevance with you staying up late. You'd better close your eyes and have a sleep now, so that your crooked neck may recover faster."

After enduring the pain, Patrick gritted his teeth and said, "Why should I listen to him? This hospital isn't even included in the provincial ranking. The attending doctor must either be less skillful or exaggerating. He must have forced me to be hospitalized just to rip off my money!"

Amelia did not care. "What's wrong with him ripping off some money from you? What do you think is more important, your body or money? You said the doctor ripped you off, but what if he didn't? If you rashly leave the hospital while still being sick, your neck will take a longer time to recover."