Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 2003

After a while, a nurse sent the medical report over. Seeing that there were only Patrick and Amelia in the corridor, she went straight to Amelia and asked, "May I ask if you are Mrs. Ramsay?"

Amelia, who was lowering her head and texting Milton, raised her head and said, "Yes, it's me."

The nurse was stunned by Amelia's appearance when she looked up. When she came to her senses, she handed over the report in her hand. "This is your medical report."

"Okay, thank you." Amelia took it and smiled at her.

She was so gentle!

The nurse realized all the rumors about Amelia being a madman were basically fake after seeing her.

The nurse was even unconsciously infected by this gentleness. She said, "I just checked it. You've recovered very well after the delivery. There's nothing wrong with you."

Hearing this, Amelia's eyes curved. "That's good. I was afraid that I wouldn't understand. Thank you for telling me this."

"You're welcome." After the nurse finished speaking, she left.

Amelia then looked at the man next to her and said happily, "Mr. Hopper, did you hear that? The nurse said that I recovered well after the delivery!"

"Yes, I heard it," Patrick replied gently.

After a pause, he stood up and said, "But we still have to go in and listen to what the doctor says."

"Okay." Amelia stood up straight and walked into the doctor's clinic with him.

After seeing Amelia's examination report, the female doctor said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mrs. Hopper. You have recovered better than most women after your delivery."

"By the way," the female doctor raised her pen and asked, "how's your mental condition these days?"

When he heard his question, Patrick's eyes suddenly became sharp. The female doctor knew that he must have misunderstood, so she hurriedly said, "Because mothers will suffer from depression after delivery, I want to know if you sometimes lose your temper or are unhappy for no reason."

Patrick's gaze softened when he heard that.

Amelia said with pity, "I feel that I am very happy every day. I don't have any time to lose my temper."

The female doctor asked a few more questions. In the end, she found nothing to write down. She closed the medical record book and pushed it in the direction of Amelia. "Mrs. Hopper, I think you are both physically and mentally healthy. You don't need me."

Amelia smiled and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

The female doctor waved her hand. "You're welcome."

After Patrick nodded to the doctor, he picked up Amelia's medical record book and medical report with one hand, and took her away from the consulting room with the other hand.

Outside the consulting room, Amelia said, "Mr. Hopper, let's go and find Cicily!"

Patrick said, "Wait, there are still some other tests that haven't been completed."

Amelia's little face suddenly fell. "Ah? I don't think it's necessary. Didn't I have a full-body examination before I gave birth to Cicily?"

Patrick reached for her hair and persuaded her patiently, "Be obedient. I know you think it's troublesome, but your health is getting worse day by day. You want to be healthy, don't you? Don't you want to leave any hidden sickness?"

"Well, what you said makes sense." Amelia admitted it.

"Then be good. I'll give you some candy when we get home." Patrick rubbed the tip of her delicate nose and coaxed her.

When Amelia saw her son again, it was already two hours later.

There was nothing she could do. The physical examination was complicated. Even if the hospital had given her the right to not line up, it still took her a lot of time.

At this moment, their son was surrounded by several beautiful nurses. He didn't seem to refuse them. As long as a woman hugged him, he would grin like a silly and sweet boy.

To be honest, it was hard for the nurses to associate this little guy with Patrick. Although they were father and son, one of them was fierce, and the other was cute. The contrast was as wide as the Milky Way.

However, they didn't dare to approach Patrick. At least, they could take advantage of his son.

At this moment, they heard a cough. The nurses looked back and found that it was Amelia.

They immediately became restrained. After all, Patrick was not someone to be trifled with.

Amelia was easy to talk to, so she was not in a hurry to ask Ellish to come back. "Excuse me, where is the lady who came with us?"

One of the nurses replied timidly, "She went to the washroom. Before she went there, she asked us to take care of the child. So... here you go!"

As she spoke, she hurriedly carried Ellish from another nurse's hands and returned it to Amelia.

After Amelia took him over, she lowered her head and kissed his son's little face. Seeing the little fellow closing her eyes comfortably, she couldn't help smiling.

After the little fellow closed his eyes, he found that his mother did not kiss him. He could not help but open his eyes again and looked at her with eager eyes.

Seeing this, Patrick said coldly, "Don't act cute. We won't buy it."

The little fellow glanced at his father, reached out to grab Amelia's collar, and buried his little face in her chest.

This was definitely provoking him!

Patrick's eyes darkened. He lowered his head and kissed his wife's face, making a sound of "mwah!"!

The father and son were jealous of each other, weren't they?

The nurses all cast envious looks at Amelia. It was not enough to have such a handsome and affectionate husband, and there was also a lovely and clingy boy. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was the winner in life!

After a while, Alice came back from the toilet. When she saw her daughter and son-in-law, she couldn't help asking, "You're back?"

Amelia said with pity, "Yes, Alice."

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief. In the blink of an eye, she saw that Patrick was about to open the door and get out of the car. He couldn't help but say, "Mr. Hopper, let me go. He's here for me, isn't he?"

Patrick stopped opening the car door and looked back at her. "Amy, he will pester you. Let me chase him away."

Amelia said to him and Alice, "Don't worry. I won't forget what I promised dad."

Patrick and Alice had no choice but to respect her.

For some reason, when Amelia got out of the car, she also took Ellish with him.

When he saw his daughter walking towards him with a baby in her arms, Ryan rubbed his eyes subconsciously for fear that it was an illusion.

After standing at a distance that was neither too far nor too close to him, Amelia called out lightly, "Uncle Quartley."

Ryan wanted to respond, but the words "Uncle Quartley” seemed to be filled with endless indifference and mockery, making his tongue taste bitter and his throat feel sore.

Seeing that he was staring at her blankly, Amelia changed the subject. "Are you waiting for me here?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes!" Ryan was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he reluctantly looked away from her face and turned to look at Ellish, who was buried in her arms. "Amelia, is this... your son?"

In fact, he wanted to ask more, "Is this my precious grandson?"

Amelia said softly, "Hmm."

At this moment, Ellish, who had heard the commotion, suddenly raised his little face. His pair of big, round, and bright eyes, which were like black- colored glaze, met Ryan's eyes.

Ryan was stunned for a moment before he said from the bottom of his heart, "This child looks so good!"

Amelia said "mm" again, but this time there was a smile on her lips.

"Can I hug him?"

After Ryan finished asking, he felt that his request had gone too far and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Amelia did not answer.

After Ryan's eyes dimmed, he forced a smile and said, "I'm just joking. Don't take it to heart."

"I don't mind." Amelia's voice was still faint.

He didn't know why, but when she said she didn't mind, it made him feel uncomfortable.

After that, he asked more cautiously, "Amelia, do you know that I've been here looking for you all this time?"

Amelia looked at him and asked indifferently, "So what if you know? And what if you don't know?"

Ryan opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a single sound. He was both sad and disappointed. He had an indescribable grievance.