Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 834

Paisley called Amelia in confusion and frustration. As a result, Amelia told her that she had a client to attend to and could not leave at this instance.

Paisley was let down by her answer then asked around what time would she come back.

Amelia only replied, "I'll let you know."

How vague!

Paisley's eyes glared wide opened and almost blurted out her thoughts.

Therefore, she had no choice but to use the luring trick on Amelia. "You may not know this yet, but your husband's condition is severe. Do you know that he has even started to speak gibberish?"

"Just increase the dose you give him." After speaking, Amelia ended the call without giving Paisley a chance to speak.

When Paisley entered Patrick's master bedroom for the third time for the day, she found that he was getting impatient and restless. Seeing that he seemed to have the urge to tear the IV needle from the back of his hand, Paisley rushed forward and stopped him from harming himself. "If you pull out the needle like this, the blood won't stop flowing!"

Patrick returned a cold stare at her. "Where is she?"

Paisley paused for a second. There, she confessed, slightly awkwardly, "I called her. She said she has to meet one of her clients out of the blue, so she can't rush over that quickly. She also asked me to take good care of you."

She added the latter half of the sentence hoping it would make Patrick feel better.

However, Patrick spat bitterly, "Who's she trying to fool!"

Paisley dipped her head. In fact, that was what was on her mind too.

"Unplug me from the drip. I don't want it anymore!" Patrick ordered, sweeping his gaze across Paisley.

Paisley knew he was using his health in a fit of pique with Amelia. However, as his friend and doctor, she could not agree with such a risky approach.

"No way! If you don't get plugged into the IV, your fever won't recover. And when you actually fry your brain and turn it into an idiot, your wife will look down on you even more!"

"If you don't unplug it, I'll do it myself!" Patrick's eyes were bloodshot, and every word that came out from his mouth seemed cold and gloomy.

"Why are you doing this!" Paisley could not bear it any longer and shouted at him, "Don't you realise that she doesn't want to see you at all? She'll only rush back for your funeral if you die from your fever! Otherwise, no matter how much you torture yourself, she won't spare a glance at you! If I were you, I would hurry to get well and then personally catch her back!"

Patrick refuted icily, "What do you know? Our relationship is not as simple as you said."

He had already violated and triggered something in Amelia when he drove Huxton away. If he took her back by force again, she would definitely hate him to the core!

The only thing he could grab at this moment seemed to be her soft spot. He did not even hesitate to let his fever fluctuate just so Amelia would come back and take a look at him!

But at this moment, she was more willing to spend time with her imaginary customer than to care about whether Patrick lived or died.