Chapter 537
Chapter 537
Chapter 537 How Dare You Touch Her
However, Patrick's sickly demeanor only served to intensify his charm, giving others the impression that he was a deranged male protagonist of a movie.
The man's appearance took the two women's breath away. It was not until a while later that Rosalie regained her senses.
“Pat, I came to visit you when I heard Kevin mention you were sick. I even brought you food,” Rosalie uttered.
With that, she picked up a thermos from the coffee table.
“It's your favorite chowder,” she elaborated with a melodious voice as she poured it out.
At that moment, Felicia felt helpless as she spilled everything inside her thermos onto Gwendolyn.
The fact that Rosalie had seized the initiative caused her to be infuriated with Gwendolyn. If it were not for Gwendolyn, she, too, would have something to offer Patrick.
However, Patrick simply threw Rosalie a nonchalant glance. “Thank you, but I'm fine. Kevin seems to be looking for you. Why don't you head to his office?”
Thereafter, Rosalie put the bowl of chowder on the small table atop his bed.
“Okay. I'll head over right away. In the meantime, drink the chowder!” she urged and flashed him a smile before leaving the ward.
Sitting on the couch, Felicia, too, smiled at Patrick.
“Patrick, Old Mr. Lowen sent me here to take care of you,” she said.
So that's why he had sent her instead of a housekeeper from home.
Patrick sneered in response. That contemptuous smile on his face was so terrifying that it sent a chill down Felicia's spine.
Following that, she gathered the courage to ask, “Do you feel better now?”
I don't even know what illness he has. In fact, how can a man as strong as him even get sick?
Patrick cast a glance at the thermos on the table beside the hospital bed and asked, “Did you bring food over too?”
At that point, his voice sounded like those of a demon from hell, striking fear into the depths of Felicia's heart.
She had never encountered someone as intimidating as he was. The Patrick of old—whom she was infatuated with—was dashing and never that scary.
Yet, she could not contain her fear. Her heart pounded so furiously that she felt like having a heart attack.
Felicia nodded in response. “I did, but something happened along the way that caused me to spill it. If you still want to have some, I'll go back and cook another pot for you.”
Just as she finished her sentence, she made to turn around. There was even a forced smile on her face.
Swiftly, Patrick gripped her shoulder before clutching her throat and pulling her closer to him.
The man looked as if he was about to devour her. It was an expression Felicia found terrifying, regardless of how handsome he was.
Initially, she thought that he wanted to kiss her but quickly felt otherwise.
“Felicia Ashton, how dare you lay a finger on her? I have yet to hold you accountable for what happened the last time, and now, you have the gall to do it again?”
Feeling his grip around her neck tightening, Felicia attempted to break free of his grasp. Unfortunately, she could not even move a muscle due to his overwhelming strength.
Moreover, her face turned red as she began to have trouble breathing.
Patrick had a strong urge to strangle her to death. His heart ached terribly after he saw the condition of Gwendolyn's back.
No one is allowed to bully her. No one.
Felicia quickly realized what was going on. “P-Patrick, I was feeling indignant on your behalf. How could she accept Zayden's marriage proposal? She should feel honored over the feelings you have for her.”
She mustered every last bit of her strength to utter those words.
The moment he heard what she had said, a crushing pain seared through his head, which caused him to release her and stagger backward.
Images from the video began to replay in his mind. The scene in which Zayden put a ring on Gwendolyn's finger triggered a squeezing sensation in his chest. The pain spread to his head as well, and he was suddenly short of breath.
“Get out...” he barked in a deep and frosty voice.
Felicia finally recovered. Earlier on, she could sense that he was attempting to strangle her. It was a horrifying feeling.
Being able to breathe again, she desperately gasped for air.
“Patrick, are you all right?”
Felicia wanted to check on him. The housekeeper mentioned that he had fainted with a major nosebleed. Such significant blood loss could be a potential sign of a debilitating sickness. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .
“I told you to scram. Did you not hear me?”