Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 150

Saying this, Cynthia's father burst into tears, "Fortunately, Boss Peng has died. It's fair."

"I'll be responsible for Cynthia." Patrick suddenly said in a deep voice.

Cynthia's father looked at Patrick in shock and said, "You don't have to do this. We're overwhelmed to accept it!"

Patrick made up his mind and said word by word, "Cynthia become like this because of me. I am not an ungrateful person. In the future, I will treat her as my own sister and take care of her. I will never refuse what she asks me to do."

Outside the ward, Amelia suddenly got up from the row chair uneasily. She looked inside through the window, only to see that Patrick was talking to Cynthia's father.

Judging from the surprised and flattered expression of Cynthia's father, Patrick must have promised him something.

As for what it was, Amelia guessed that it might be related to the follow-up treatment costs.

After another half an hour, Patrick came out of the ward.

Amelia cheered up and walked to him. Before she could ask, Patrick said directly, "The gunshot wound may cause Cynthia to be barren."

Amelia felt sympathetic to Cynthia in her heart. As a woman, she understood this kind of feeling!

She asked with concern. "Then... what's the chance of recovery?"

Patrick shook his head slowly, which meant that he didn't know.

Amelia forced a smile and said, "The medical technology is so advanced now. We should never give up."

"That's exactly what I thought." Patrick said blandly.

He wanted to send Cynthia to see famous doctors after she was recovered. Whether at home or abroad, as long as there was a chance, he would encourage Cynthia to have a try.

"Do you want to go home and rest?" Seeing Patrick's tired face, Amelia suggested.

Patrick glanced at his wristwatch in a hurry and said, "It's almost eight o'clock. There is a customer meeting in the company today. I must attend it."

"But you..." Amelia wanted to say that Patrick was tired, but he had already left before she finished her words. She shrugged helplessly.

In the sales department, Roxxon Corporation.

After Amelia pulled up the zipper of her skirt in the change room, she felt dizzy and almost fall down. Fortunately, she pressed the wall beside her with her palm in time.

"I really should eat some breakfast." She thought.

It was only eight o'clock, and it was not time to eat in the stuff canteen. However, she was really not in the mood to buy breakfast outside deliberately.

Amelia tried her best to cheer up and walked out of the change room. She started to be busy with work to ignore the sense of hunger.

At this time, a security guard suddenly came her from the door, "Madam Amelia Ramsay, here is your parcel."

"Okay, coming."

Amelia felt strange. She didn't shopping online recently. Did Hobart send her some rare flowers again?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked at the kaffir lily on the window. The orange-red umbrellashaped petals were hanging down. Kaffir lily was too expensive but too delicate. It must be watered everyday.