As everyone pondered what Patrick was thinking about Twinkle, the smell of boiled eggs in brown sugar soup filled the air, announcing the fact that Patrick came as a son in law.
Twinkle sat up suddenly, jumped in front of Patrick, leaned down, pressed his hands on the armrests on both sides of his wheelchair, and wrinkled her little nose and said “You are too stupid! Such a waste of money! You… You! You bought this brand right? How much did you spend on it?”
She knew he was not dumb, so she waited for him to answer.
Patrick raised his chin and stared quietly at the small face in the distance, his black eyes flicked inexplicably, but he didn’t answer.
She glared at him “If you have so much money, then why don’t you give it to me directly! You do not care about your money right?”
Patrick stared at her, seeming to think for a while, his expression was extremely serious.
He snapped his fingers at Trump behind him, Trump handed over something, he took it, and opened it in Twinkle’s face before she saw it. It was a check holder!
On the first page, the seal has been put on!
Only the numbers were missing!
Twinkle was stunned. He handed his pen and blank cheque to her again. His clever expression was innocent, as if Patrick was willing to sacrifice everything including all his money, as long as Twinkle was willing to accept it.
Her views to the world were completely different.
There were actually some people in the world who did not care about money.
Such a big, museum-like house, the decoration was all new, so luxurious and so beautiful, he would take it apart and re-engage; a multinational food brand and a big enterprise, he bought it without any hesitation. A blank cheque was in front of her, she could fill in the numbers as much as she wanted!
“Patrick!”
She was speechless and yelled at him!
This sound also changed the look of everyone in the entire house slightly.
Patrick’s gaze also changed.
As if it had been a long century, no one had called his name.
He could be Mr. Patrick high up, or a crippled person in the dust.
The fourth son of the Lees family was only a code name.
The corner of his mouth suddenly turned into a particularly beautiful light moon, the faint light under the blurred lights, confusing her eyes and disturbing her heart.
“Yes?” He said softly.
Trump was afraid of Mr. Patrick getting angry, the man in the wheelchair actually responded!
That word, a gentle word like the moonlight, like a drop of rain, falling straight to her heart.
His beautiful face, with this smile, was blooming before her eyes, and the beauty was stunning. She was so lost that she had no idea what to do next. She didn’t come back to her feet until Dawn called her name lightly.
Her parents have never seen such a man, such a man could take Twinkle’s soul with his smile.
Could her be a demon?
She opened her eyes awkwardly. She quickly returned the pen and cheque to Trump and replied “You should remind him more often. He doesn’t treat money as money, you have to help him to spend it tightly. If he spent all the money, you and Donald are going to be hungry! ”
Trump glanced at Patrick in embarrassment.
Mr. Patrick didn’t speak, he would not listen to Twinkle’s command.
Dawn looked at Patrick contemptuously. This man was a disabled person in a wheelchair. If he wanted to steal Twinkle, he could only depend on his money to buy her heart.
Dawn frowned, and there was a kind of feeling to protect Twinkle’s personality in his words “Unfortunately, Twinkle is not such a person who values money so much.”
Twinkle nodded “Dawn is right, I don’t want your money. I just don’t want you to waste so much!”
Mr. Simpson and his wife did not speak.
Perhaps the players were obsessed in the game but the bystanders had a clear mind.
In particular, Twinkle was their daughter, and they could tell that their daughter’s attitude towards Patrick seemed a little different.
If their daughter thought that the person she liked was Dawn, then the person she might fall in love with was definitely Patrick!
You thought you liked it, but actually it was not.
The one who could really affect Twinkle’s mood and disturb Twinkle’s mind was Patrick.
Mr. Simpson’s eyes clearly revealed concern.
Mr. Patrick was definitely not as simple as it seemed to be in their eyes, but no matter how good he was, he was still crippled. He could not stand up in the future, and his daughter would have no real happiness at all.
He glanced at his wife immediately, and found that his wife had the same worries in her eyes.
Suddenly, Patrick coughed with one hand over his lips. Although coughing itself was an impolite thing, he was able to make the coughing posture so smooth, elegant and charming.
Twinkle frowned, looking at his tiredness showing from his eyebrows, she said, “Did you catch a cold?”
He glanced at her and nodded.
She said again “Did you take the medicine?”
He shook his head and looked at her with a pitiful look.
“Oh, it’s troublesome!” Twinkle turned around and left, not caring that everyone’s eyes were all on her, turning over the medicine chest in the drawer, looking for a little while, and returning with a glass of warm water in her hand.
Both white arms were held up.
She held the glass in one hand.
With one palm facing up, a light blue pill lied quietly inside.
“Effective medicine, every time I have a cold, just eat this. Would you like to try it?”
She looked at him and asked him clearly, but she passed her little hand to his mouth anxiously.
Patrick gave her a deep look, then glanced at the medicine in her palm, and suddenly opened his mouth.
She put the pill into his mouth like this, and even handed the glass to his mouth, he drank it with water, and actually stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips that were wet with water. The expression, the moment she turned around and put down the glass, changed back as usual, with a sense of victory and evilness at the same time.
“Twinkle, I am sleepy.”
Dawn pulled a hand directly over her and looked at her anxiously “Let’s go upstairs and rest!”
Twinkle nodded, letting Dawn take one of her hands and smile at Patrick “If you feel sick, go home early! Well, maybe I will take the initiative to talk to you about our marriage in two days.”
What she was most afraid of was playing with the love feelings of others.
Therefore, it was better to make clear what happened in the morning.
She lived very comfortably with Dawn, their life was very comfortable, and could be very relaxed, especially they had tacit understanding, even if they were silent, they could understand each other with a single glance.
This was the way that was written in the love novel.
Understanding was the most important thing in a love relationship.
The soft eyes turned slightly cold, and Patrick snapped his fingers at Trump. Trump stepped forward and stopped Dawn and Twinkle.
Dawn was not happy, if he really needed to get in a psychical fight, he is not afraid!
Trump said politely “Mr. Dawn, Miss. Simpson is Mr. Patrick’s wife, no matter whether the wedding starts or not, she belonged to Mr. Patrick. He came here to take her back to the Flower Palace, maybe you should step aside.”