In the car.
Patrick fiddled with the DNA identification and the adoption certificate from the orphanage. Then, he showed a serious expression.
However, in order to take good care of Amelia's feelings, he said, "Mrs. Hopper, we don't know if these are true or false yet."
Amelia powerlessly lifted the corners of her lips and said to delude herself, "I know that."
When Patrick heard the dejection in Amelia's words, Patrick's tone became serious. "Mrs. Hopper, you should know Brittany better than me. Do you think she can cast you out of the Ramsay family with these specious papers?"
Amelia sighed and replied, "I know you're trying to cheer me up. But this time, Brittany... she invited my grandfather over."
"What?" Patrick did not expect this.
"This is the first time I've seen my grandfather in twenty years. However, he treats me very coldly. Moreover, he's also coming as Brittany's support. Can you imagine the Simmons family being Brittany's support without hesitation, even though I'm the granddaughter of their family?"
Amelia's words made Patrick feel pitiful towards her. He could not help but put his hand behind her and held her thin shoulder to hold her closer. "Mrs.
Hopper, I swear that no matter what happens in the future, I'll accompany you, protect you, and I won't let anyone hurt you."
Amelia could no longer suppress the panic in her heart. She turned around and buried her face in his neck. She grabbed his coat with her left hand and said, "Mr. Hopper, to be honest, I'm... very scared."
Patrick kissed her on the forehead and said, "What are you afraid of? Tell me. I'll protect you."
Amelia started to assume with fluster, "If I'm not the daughter of my parents, then who am I?"
Patrick answered in a low voice, "It's still too early to conclude. Don't think too much about it. Just close your eyes and have a rest until we arrive at the hospital."
"Okay," Amelia answered with her lip trembling. She was not sleepy at all, and her heart had long been filled with panic and doubts. But, when she heard what Patrick said, she closed her eyes obediently.
As her breath gradually slowed down, Patrick's tense expression slightly relaxed. Then, he raised his hand and read the report several times. Thoughts raced in his mind.
At the hospital.
After the Lamborghini was pulled into the basement parking lot, Patrick lowered his head and tenderly woke Amelia, "Mrs. Hopper, we're here."
Amelia did not sleep. So when she heard Patrick, she immediately opened her eyes and sat up from his arms.
She turned and looked out of the window. Even since George was hospitalized, she had pulled into this came underground parking lot countless times.
Every time she was here, she felt oddly heavy in the chest. But at the moment, she was shrouded by an unprecedented fear which made it difficult to breathe.
She could not imagine that the Ramsay family, whom she had lived with for more than twenty years, was just a mirage!
It was even more unimaginable that George Ramsay, who had tolerated all her temper, was not his biological father!
Patrick held Amelia's hand and said, "Mrs. Hopper, let's get off the car."
Amelia turned and grabbed his arm with her face ghastly pale. "I... I'm scared!"
The courage that she had gathered in the meeting room had turned into ashes the moment she came to the hospital.
But, it was not the time for him to think about that. His initial purpose of kissing her was to divert her attention and free her from negative thoughts.
"Do you feel better?" he asked.
Amelia nodded shyly and wanted to get out of his arms, but was hugged so tightly that she fell back into his strong arms.
Patrick pinched her soft waist and asked caringly, "Do you still have the strength to get off the car? Or do you want me to carry you?"
Amelia became shyer. What did he mean? Did he think she would become weak after being kissed by him? She was not that weak!
"No, I can do it!" she said.
"All right then." Patrick could only let go of her regretfully.
When they got out of the car, Amelia inadvertently met Audrey's teasing eyes. She could not help asking, "Why are you sniggering?"
"Madam Amelia, I'm genuinely happy for you," Audrey hinted at Amelia as she cast a meaningful gaze in Patrick's direction.
Amelia raised her eyebrow and said, "Hey, you naughty girl. I'm being suspected of being adopted, and you're in the mood to laugh at me? Have I arranged you too few tasks recently?" "I'm sorry, Madam Amelia!" shouted Audrey. She looked at Patrick and said, "Mr. Hopper, you know that I didn't mean it, right?"
Patrick only smiled and did not participate in their conversation.
However, after the exchange, Audrey found that Madam Amelia Ramsay seemed to have regained her usual vitality. Was this the power of love she was witnessing?
Patrick held Amelia by her waist and Audrey followed after them. When they arrived at the door to George's ward, they heard Brittany quarrelling with someone.

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