"Where's Christina?" Patrick woke up much earlier than they had expected.
They were so worried about him when he fainted two hours ago.
Fortunately, he came to himself now.
However, the first word he uttered was that name.
Nanny Faang and the others stood by the bed, looking at each other and not knowing how to reply.
"..Where's Christina?"
Lying on the bed, his face was still pale.
His eyes closed and his hands were still intertwined with the dripping tube.
Although his headache was alleviated, his limbs were still in numbness.
He heard some noise around him, but he knew she wasn't there.
Nanny Faang took a step forward, a sense of nervousness was clearly detected on her face.
Usually, they were very afraid of Patrick, but tonight, she was very restrained and whispered, "Her aunt
called..."
"Where is she?!"
Knowing that something was going wrong, Patrick's pale face suddenly darkened, and then he
immediately opened his eyes.
His throat was dry and hoarse, and his voice sounded very creepy.
Looking at his countenance, Nanny Faang was frozen in horror.
Struggling, she lowered her head and did not dare to look straight at him.
She tried to calm down and replied, "She has just left.She said she was going to her aunt's place."
"Impossible."
He denied firmly with his cold voice.
"Of cause it is possible, It's not the first time she has betrayed you."
Senior Mr.Hopkins stepped in calmly with his cane in hand, the servants at the door gave way to
him.He scolded him in anger.
"Where is she!" He was very persistent.
"Get her back to me...She's dangerous out there."
The old man's face darkened and he felt a surge of anger, especially when this pair of bleary old eyes
saw his sick appearance.
His chest was burdened with anger and heartache, and he gnashed his teeth and roared.
"I cannot believe we have such a useless in our family.You are so damn sick, and you are just talking
about a woman over and over again!"
The man on the bed did not reply, as if his head was still a little dull.He closed his eyes and took a deep
breath.
Suddenly, his left hand quickly pulled off the needle on the back of his right hand, and he propped his
hands on the bed to get up.
When Paul saw his movements, he immediately signaled the servant to come forward and help him.
"Get out of here!"
Patrick's head was still dizzy, and his body was weak and trembling.He could hardly prop up his
body.His voice was hoarse and cold.He was sick and weak, but now he was in such a bad mood that
everyone was afraid of him.
Seeing his perseverance, the old man became angrier and began to shout at him.
"Leave him alone! He asked for it!"
The servants in the room were hesitant and did not dare to touch Patrick.
They looked at the needle dripping with liquid and saw that their young master was haggard and weak,
and did not even wear shoes.
He strode out of the door in a hurry.
Seeing these two fighting against each other, old Paul was extremely anxious.
He quickly ran out with him.
"Patrick, your body is not stable yet.The injury has led to a series of complications..."
"We cannot wait any longer.We have to arrange an operation immediately"
As soon as Paul stopped talking, Patrick, who had already reached the stairs, suddenly saw nothing
but darkness.
Instinctive fear rose in his heart and he was ina total mess.
Losing his balance, he fell down the staircases, and this unusual noise drew everyone's attention and
sacred them.
"Patrick—"
Paul was the first to realize what was happening, he shouted in fear and ran over there in hurry.
The others were too stunned to react, they looked at this motionless body lying below the stairs.
His head was bleeding with blood and his face was sick and miserable.
Everyone was put in this creepy dead silence.
Old Hopkins, on the other hand, glared at the bottom of the stairs with his wide eyes.
This old man’s face was full of terror.His heart was beating wildly and his lips were trembling.He
wanted to give orders immediately, but his speech was out of control and he could not utter a single
word at the moment.He had experienced this heartbreaking feeling before, it was so painful that he
could not breathe or speak.
Patrick was more paranoid than his father and more easily made him angry and worried...How could he
bear the pain of losing another young man in this family!
"Doctor Morris, we need your help—"
Paul had already walked down the stairs and looked at the body getting cold gradually.
His eyes were red with anxiety and he shouted, "Simple bandaging, take all the medicine, contact the
plane immediately, we're going to Seattle tonight..."
The heavy rain was pouring and the whole sky was filled with dark clouds.
The weather was very bad.
Golden lightning suddenly fell and stroked everyone's soul, and thunder resounded through the sky.
Christina was sitting in the car, and outside the window, a bright light flashed across her face.
Her face turned pale, her heart beat faster, and she somehow felt an uneasiness.She did not yell.She
knew it was futile.She just kept looking back and looking in the direction of the Hopkins family behind
her...
Patrick.
Don't know what is going on with you, hope you are all well...
Soon the car slowed down and stopped, the driver unlocked the car with a light click.
Almost at this moment, she pulled the door open and rushed out of the car, trying to get out of this
cage.
However, as soon as she opened the door, she saw a familiar face.
Betty was standing by the door, holding an umbrella as if she had been waiting for along time.
"Why?"
Christina got out of the car and she has already been drenched by the roaring rain.
Her long hair and shirt were dripping, her face was cold and pale, and her eyes were filled with
complicated emotions, staring straight at the woman in front of her.
"Why, auntie, tell me, why did grandpa send me back?"
She held back her restrained emotions.She knew that all of this must have something to do with Betty.
Betty stepped forward and covered her with the umbrella.
Looking at Christina who is now looking at herself with a resentful appearance, she said to her calmly,
"Christina, you disappointed me."
"I can't believe that you came back to that Hopkins family.Like these women obsessed with power and
wealth, you can not leave that family, you are just like these women"
"Auntie, please talk sense!" She roared.
The umbrella could not stop the storm rain, the thunder, the lightning, and the wind.
The uneasiness in her heart continued to rise, and the tears in her eyes fell down her cheeks mingled
with the rain...
"Patrick is sick.I promised to be there for him!"
Christina turned around and was about to leave.
Betty threw away the umbrella, walked forward quickly and grabbed her arm.
"You cannot go back"
Her attitude was also very firm, like the thunder in the sky, sonorous and powerful.
Christina tried to break off her fingers.Her face became pale and blue because of the rain, but her eyes
were red.
The warm tears were different from the cold rain.
Hit by the hot tears, Betty didn't show any sympathy.
She still held them tightly and refused to let her go.
Christina was really anxious.
She cried and begged her, "Let me go back.I'm really worried about him..."
She did not realize that Patrick could be so weak.She was really too incompetent in the past.She cared
too little about him and now she was in deep remorse.She now was very worried about him.
Betty didn't expect that she would cry, but she still hardened her heart.
"You could not help him even if I let you go..."
"I love him!"
She screamed, "I love him!!"
It echoed against the rumbling thunder.
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