Joe nodded and said, "Yes." The next day.

After waking up, Amelia did not eat anything, and no matter how Paisley and the maid took turns to persuade her, it was useless. Paisley had no choice but to go to Patrick and tell him the details.

"The fever hasn't gone yet, but she's awake. She just refuses to eat and doesn't even say a word."

Upon hearing this, Patrick was gloomy, Amelia was angry with him at the cost of her health.

Paisley said with worry, "That can't be done. If the body's resistance is bad, it may be dragged into pneumonia..."

Patrick got up, he had planned to avoid her for two days so as not to stimulate Amelia's condition, but now, he had to see her or the stubborn woman would starve herself to death!

Pushing the door open, Patrick waved his hand and dismissed the maid. He stared at Amelia's back, which was facing him, and said with a deep breath, "Get up for food!"

Amelia was stiff and did not look back at him.

Patrick came around to her bed and stared at her thin face, "Amelia, you think I can't do anything about this, don't you?"

Seeing that he was so rude, Paisley secretly approached him and said, "Be gentle. You are the one who should be blamed for making her sick."

Patrick bit his lips and asked softly, "What do you want me to do to get food?"

Amelia turned her dim eyes and said, "I want you to... withdraw the banned order to Shawn."

Patrick growled, "Don't even think about it!"

Amelia buried her face, which had just been raised, back into the pillow.

Patrick was pissed off by her. He yelled at Joe, who had been waiting outside, and said with an angry face, "Bring me the chicken soup !"

"Yes."

Joe had sent him a bowl of chicken soup, with some chopped parsley. It smelled very fragrant, but Amelia was indifferent to it.

"Let me feed her." Paisley volunteered.

Patrick snatched the soup from Paisley's hand. "No need, let me do it."

Paisley looked at Amelia with some concern. Although she did not know what had happened between them, Amelia was clearly unable to resist Patrick's strength, such stubbornness would only stimulate his's desire to conquer.

Patrick sat on the bed, lifted the slender waist of Amelia, and let her lean into his arms.

Ignoring her weak struggle, he crossed his hands in front of her chest, making it convenient for him to lift the bowl to her. He gently bit her ear and threatened, "Do you want to eat it yourself, or I feed you?" Amelia didn't say anything.

Patrick was provoked. "Looks like I have to feed you!"

Paisley and Joe were waiting for what Patrick would do. As a result, they saw him taking a sip of soup and blocking Amelia's pale mouth.

Amelia's eyes widened and her face turned red from embarrassment. If she didn't want to be kissed by Patrick, she had to eat the soup that Patrick had brought her. What an abomination...

Patrick didn't let go of her until he was sure that Amelia was going to swallow the soup, but he didn't expect that she would spit it all out in the next second.

"You!" Patrick couldn't care less about his underpants, looking at Amelia who was lying on the edge of the bed and coughing, he couldn't bear to reach out and patte her back.

Not only Paisley, but even Amelia, who was involved, was surprised. Patrick's first reaction was not to fly into a rage.

When she finally stopped coughing, Patrick helped her up from her shoulders and helped her sit up. He had no choice but to ask, "Do you really like Shawn that much? Do you ignore your health for him?" Biting her lower lip, Amelia said weakly, "I've already told you. It was an accident that I met him."

Patrick mocked. "You two were going to the movies together! What kind of accident is this?"

Amelia thought for a moment and said, "I admit that I didn't refuse his invitations and tickets to the movie. But at that time, the report said that he did propaganda in other cities. I never thought I would meet him there."

Seeing that his face was still cold, she covered her face in despair and sobbed, "I got him into trouble, if I hadn't taken his phone by mistake... he wouldn't have ended up in this situation..."

Crying in front of Patrick was undoubtedly a foolish act, but in front of this inmate enemy, what's the big deal if she's been through anything more humiliating than crying.

Paisley and Joe had the good sense to leave, leaving the room free for the pair who clearly wanted to make up but were still waiting to see who would bow down first. When she reached the door, Paisley said bitterly, "He obviously just likes her, so why won't he admit it."

Walking in front of her, Joe was stunned. He turned back and asked, "Miss Bledel, what are you talking about?"

Paisley laughed softly, "I'm talking about that your master. Didn't you notice the way he looked at your mistress? He's so careful... as if he's afraid she'll replace out."

Joe was absent-minded and asked, "Mistress?"

"Yes! She's your Mater's wife..."

Then, the smile on Paisley's face froze as she said, "Oh no! This is not something that can be said casually..."

She quickly looked at Joe and said, "Hey, can you forget what I just said?"

Joe listened to her words, shocked, and then felt a strong sense of apology, no wonder Amelia would have such a sad expression when she saw the pill, it turned out to be so... In the room.

Patrick, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Are you going to have a good meal when I cancel the ban on Shawn? And you're going to have a good rest?" "Yes," Amelia said softly.

He glared at her, and reluctantly squeezed out a sentence from his throat, "Okay, I promise you!"

He didn't want Amelia to get sick. To tell the truth, just the sight of her spitting out food was enough to make him worry.

Stunned, Amelia's eyes lit up and she asked in disbelief, "What you said... is all true?"

Patrick gritted his teeth, her suspicion of him was really deep-rooted, huh? Then he will prove it to her!

Taking out his phone from his pocket without saying a word, he began to make calls one by one, such as TV stations, cinema, media reporters...

These people were very surprised by Patrick's change of mind, but none of them dared to ask more questions. They just kept their promise.

After talking for a few minutes, Patrick took the phone away from his ear and asked Amelia with a poker face, "Now you should be satisfied, right?" Amelia touched her red lips and said, "So... what about all the scandals Shawn had when he debuted?"

Patrick said calm;y, "Those are fake. It'll be fine as

long as I remove them."

It was awful.

"Can you eat now?"

Amelia nodded and tried to reach out to take the soup, but he dodged it. She was stunned, but he said, "Paisley said you needed to rest, so I'll do it."

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