The price that Amelia had to pay for admitting defeat was that her entire forehead had turned red!
Patrick kept flicking on her forehead. Thump! Thump! Thump!
Amelia could not bear it anymore and hugged his arm. She asked, "Enough... Isn't that enough?"
Patrick glared at her coldly and said, "Aren't you afraid of me? How dare you hold my hand? Aren't you afraid that I'll deal with you more viciously?"
Three questions were thrown at Amelia one by one, making her dizzy. She did not know how to answer them.
Patrick saw that she did not say anything. He was so angry that his face contorted instantly. "You are really ungrateful, huh? The reason why I treated Pablo in that way... Who do you think I did it for? For Stella? For the Royal Joy Club? No way! Even if you are an idiot, you should know that I did it for you!"
Amelia's heart skipped a beat. What? Did she hear it right?
Seeing the dumbfounded expression on her face without a trace of gratitude, Patrick furrowed his
brows. "Amelia! You...forget it!"
He suddenly moved his handsome face away. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed to calm down a little.
Seeing him like this, Amelia felt a sudden sadness.
Patrick had always been the one who vented his anger whenever he needed it. When did he ever need to suppress his anger?
Presumably, he must have been very disappointed with her this time and did not even want to scold her.
"Let go!" Patrick shouted.
Amelia held his arm tightly like vines and cooed, "Well, you have misunderstood. I'm not afraid of you. You're my husband. I'll only respect you. How can I be afraid of you? I know you won't hurt me."
Her words carried another meaning when they went to Patrick's ears, hypocrisy.
He ridiculed her coldly. "Who was the one who was so afraid of me just now? It was you, wasn't it?"
Amelia pretended to be shy and said, "Hey, I was just shocked by your unexpected manners. Since I came out of the room, I've been silently admiring you to a point that I don't feel like myself."
"Do you admire me?" Patrick narrowed his eyes. "I don't think so." The eyes of Amelia rolled. Suddenly, she tiptoed and kissed him on his lips to show her goodwill.
After the kiss, she stood up straight again, looked up at him and asked, "Now do you feel my admiration for you?"
Patrick smirked, "Is that how you express your admiration to others?"
Amelia said seriously, "No, it's only to you."
Patrick felt so sweet. He could not help but raise his hand to hold the back of her head and lowered his head to teach her what the real kiss was.
At the hospital, outside the operating room.
A couple was anxiously asking, "Doctor! How is our Pablo?"
The doctor said, "Mr. Kennedy, Mrs. Kennedy, the stun baton has been taken out smoothly. The patient's membrum is a little red and swollen. Fortunately, it is not a big problem. The major problem is that the patient has massive bleeding in the back due to tearing. He needs stitches. In addition, the patient's rectum is affected as well because the object is too long. I suggest for him to stay in the hospital."
Hearing this, Pablo's mother fainted on the chair behind her.
Although Pablo's father did not fall unconscious, he could not bear hearing it. With his trembling hands, he supported himself against the wall and sat down.
The doctor asked, "Mr. Kennedy, do you need me to wake Mrs. Kennedy from her unconsciousness?"
Kinsley took a look at his wife and said, "No, let her stay like this. It's even more troublesome if she is awake."
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