"Why are you still here? I've told you never come here again!"
Christina sat on a metal seat outside the ward being yelled at by the woman.She suddenly felt helpless and wanted to explain.
Judy became impatient and yelled at the bodyguards.
"Drive her away immediately."
"It's the Mr.Hopkins who asked her to stay..."
One of the bodyguards looked at the lady and spoke to her formally without much respect.Judy's face suddenly clouded.
"Patrick is awake?"
"Since my son has woke up, why no one tells me?"
She spoke hastily with dissatisfaction.She ignored Christina and took quick steps to rush into the ward.
"Madam, you are not allowed up here."
The two bodyguards stepped forward and stopped her at the door with grim faces.
Judy was furious.
"Why can't I come in? He's my son!"
"Sorry’' One of the bodyguards responded coldly with a tough attitude.
Watching her soon-to-be mother-in-law confronting the bodyguard, Christina explained in a whisper, "Grandpa said he had something important to discuss with Patrick..."
"How dare you talk to me!"
Judy's face darkened.
She glared at her.
Christina had to lower her head and remained silent in front of the furious mother-in-law.
She found that Judy was a tougher person to get along with than Laurie, and she seemed to hate her...
At this moment, a loud bang came behind the door.
Because of the closed thick door, she could not hear clearly the conversations inside, but she guessed that the Old Master Mr.Hopkins was angry.
"If it wasn't for this accident, how long were you going to keep it from me?"
"Patrick, you must make this clear to me!"
The old man had a sullen face.His right hand clenched tightly around his crutch, and his body trembled in anger.
"Grandpa, calm down, please.Patrick just woke up.He's still very weak.We could ask him later..."
Charles was standing beside the old man.
He carefully persuaded the old man when he saw the old man and his grandson quarreling furiously.
But the man lying on the sickbed feared nothing.
He replied, "So what if you have known.”
This infuriated the old man.
If he hadn't see Patrick lying weakly on the sickbed, he would definitely hit this rebellious grandson with his walking stick.
"Patrick, do you really think you are able to solve everything? You are not respecting me at.all, bastard!"
Patrick was still lying on the bed.
His face was pale.
He glanced at the angry old man sitting at the end of the bed, thinking carefully.
He seemed a little bit tired, so he slowly closed his eyes.
"You can't help me though you know it.'' He replied tonelessly in a low voice.
Even if he had told them, they wouldn't be able to help.
There was a complicated look on the old man's face.
He glared at him for a long time.
Suddenly, Old Master Mr.Hopkins stood up, turned around, and stumped out of the room.
Charles worried that the old man would be affected by bad emotions, so he followed him out immediately.
When he left, he couldn't help glancing at the hospital bed in a mood.
Patrick was right.
Even if they knew it at first, they couldn't help him...
"Grandpa, Patrick just doesn't want you to worry about him."
Charles comforted him in a low voice when he was about to open the door.
The Old Master Mr.Hopkins frowned with a grim face, opened the door and walked out.
Judy and Christina looked up at them at the same time.They were full of doubts but dared not to ask.
"Dad, what's wrong with Patrick? What are you talking about..."
Being unable to restrain herself, Judy stood up and asked nervously.
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