My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Chapter 20 Patrick spoke and then turned with Violet in his arms. “Nelson, let’s go.” He walked away carrying Violet, paying no attention to Henry behind him.

Henry's face had turned deathly pale, and he could barely stand. Patrick’s sudden intrusion had already shocked him, and Patrick’s words had left him reeling. “Did | hear him correctly? What did he say?”

Elaine’s face was equally grim, her voice bitter. She clearly did not want to believe what she had just heard. “He said Violet is his wife, but when did that happen? Why weren't we informed?”

Henry regretted it deeply. If he had known about this earlier, he would not have made such a mistake. He closed his eyes in deep sorrow. “No wonder.”

Now he understood why Foreverie Jewelry was so supportive of Violet. He had truly made a grave error, offending someone he should never have crossed. He did not know how Patrick would retaliate.

Elaine was seething with anger. “Violet is becoming more and more rebellious. For such a major event like her marriage, she didn’t even notify us. Does she even consider you her father anymore?”

Henry, filled with anger and frustration, slapped Elaine. “Stop talking! It’s all your bad ideas!”

Elaine was trembling with anger. “Can you really blame me alone? You agreed to this plan too. Besides, if we’re pointing fingers, you bear a lot of responsibility for this mess. If you hadn't given her to her mom when she was little, would she still not be close to you now? If your relationship with her was better, would she have kept her marriage a secret from you?”

Back when Violet’s mom divorced Henry, Violet was placed in her mom’s custody. It was only after her mom passed away that Violet was brought back to be raised by Henry.

Henry was both angry and regretful. “Is it helpful to bring that up now? We need to get Mr. Turner to the hospital.”

He could not have imagined that Violet would keep her marriage secret from him. Watching her parents argue, Veronica's I*ps quivered. She tightly clenched her fists, wondering why Violet had such good luck to marry Patrick. Now she understood why Violet could have turned things around and trampled on Veronica. She could not accept it.

At Hersey Court, Patrick and the family doctor emerged from the room. Patrick asked, “How is she?”

The family doctor replied honestly, “There’s nothing major, just an overdose of sedatives. She'll wake up soon.”

Patrick finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing the family doctor off, he returned to the room and sat by the bed, looking at Violet lying there as peaceful as a child.

His eyes grew deep, and he could not help but pinch Violet's delicate cheek. “I called you foolish, and now you've proved me right.”

However, Violet lying on the bed showed no response at all. Patrick stared at her face for a few seconds, shook his head in exasperation, and then carried her to the bathroom.

Originally, Patrick had intended to kindly give Violet a bath. However, after stripping her clothes off, he realized he had overestimated his own self-control. He placed her in the bathtub, and the sight of Violet's fair shoulders rippling in the water made him feel uncomfortably hot. It seemed like heat was rising rapidly to his head.

Helplessly, he turned his head away and splashed water over her b*dy

haphazardly.

He gave Violet a quick bath, wrapped her in a large towel, and carried her back to the bed. Once he had finished these tasks, Patrick quickly took a shower.

Upon leaving the bathroom, he hesitated for a moment and then turned and headed to the adjacent room. However, he lay there for over two hours, tossing and turning without falling asleep. Frustrated, he ran his fingers through his hair, hesitated several times, and finally got up to go to Violet's room.

As Patrick approached the bedside, it seemed like he could smell Violet's faint fragrance. He climbed onto the bed and cradled her in his arms. Before long, he drifted off to sleep.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

The next morning, Violet woke up with blurry eyes, greeted by the sight of a strong man’s chest.

Her memories flooded back, and Violet recalled everything that had happened the previous night. Benedict's sinister face seemed to appear before her again. She did not even have the courage to lift her head and look at the man holding her. Filled with anger, she redoubled her efforts and kicked the defenseless man off the bed.

Patrick was in a deep sleep and suddenly felt a sharp pain as his b*dy was sent flying off the bed.