My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Patrick saw a string of unfamiliar numbers. He could guess whose call it was, although he did not want to answer.

However, compared to watching Eleanor stick to him like sticky candy in the ward, he might as well go out to answer the call. Patrick glanced at Robert and picked up his phone. “I’m going out to take a call!”

Robert was in the ward on the top floor. Patrick went straight to the roof with his phone.

As expected, Gloria’s voice came from the phone.

“Patrick, do you really not have any feelings for me anymore?”

Patrick did not look too good. “Are you out of your mind?”

It was simply baffling!

He shouldn't have picked up the call.

Patrick was about to hang up when he heard Gloria raise her voice. “Yes, | am out of my mind. | left to prove that you like me. | watched you register your marriage with Violet and watched you help her s natch away Joanna’s client!”

Patrick did not expect that Gloria, who was overseas, would know

everything that happened in the country.

He had also heard it from Nelson this afternoon.

Violet's client, whose name was Ab bie, was originally Joanna’s.

In the end, Ab bie and Abel knew each other. When she saw that Abel had asked Violet to customize the jewelry, she immediately dumped Joanna.

Patrick sneered. Joanna could not keep her clients, but her ability to snitch was outstanding.

His voice was faintly sarcastic. “Can she be more boring? Does she have to

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snitch on you about everything?”

Gloria was at a loss for words. “It’s not like that. She just feels wronged. That’s the client | left for her. Shouldn’t she tell me about it?”

Atrace of disgust flashed across Patrick’s eyes. “Gloria, since you’ can’t you leave cleanly? Don’t plant a pawn in the company aft

Gloria explained weakly, “I didn’t!”

Patrick’s expression was cold. “For the sake of our past relationship, | fire Joanna, but don’t make me hate you!”

Gloria’s voice instantly trembled. “Patrick, are you starting to hate me?”

Patrick hung up.

When he heard Gloria’s aggrieved tone, he inexplicably thought of Violet’s cold and distant expression.

He felt inexplicably frustrated. He couldn't help but take out a platinum box about the same shape as a cigarette box. He took a mint out of it, unwrapped it, and threw it into his mouth.

In Robert’s ward, after Patrick left, Robert looked at Eleanor angrily. “Eleanor, that’s enough!”

If she wasn’t from the Foster family, he would have thrown this woman

down the stairs.

Eleanor pouted. “What’s wrong with me?”

Robert's face darkened. “Can't you see that Patrick is not interested in you? You keep haunting him. Is there something wrong with you? If | wasn’t here and he didn’t want to be mad at you, you think he'd be nice to you?”

Eleanor didn’t think much of it. “That’s not true. When Patrick came just now, | went out to pick him up. He treated me very well!” Robert was speechless. He had never seen such a self-comforting and whimsical woman!

even

He rolled his eyes. “Anyway, restrain yourself. When Patrick returns from the phone call, if you continue to be like this, | won’t be polite to you if he doesn’t fly into a rage!”

As soon as Robert finished speaking, and before Eleanor could retort, the ward door was suddenly kicked open.

Amocking voice sounded. “Hey, | really want to see how impolite you can

bel”

Robert didn’t see the face, but he knew who it was from the voice alone.

He was not polite at all. “Gabriel, how dare you b astard come to the hospital!”

Gabriel swaggered in with a provocative expression. “Why wouldn't | dare to come to the hospital? | heard you wanted to hit me and ended up in the hospital, so | came to visit you out of mercy. Hurry up and show me your gratitude!”

Gabriel’s reputation as a b astard was well-known. Eleanor couldn't afford to offend Gabriel, so she shrunk to the side and didn’t speak.

Robert sat up from the bed angrily. “Ba stard, if you have the guts, don’t leave. Patrick will kill you when he comes back!” Gabriel looked around the ward. “Oh, do you mean that Patrick will come and beat me up? I’m so scared!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed presumptuously. He wast overly gloating.

Robert's face darkened with anger. He glared at Gabriel. “B astard, can you speak in human language? What the f uck are you doing here?”

Gabriel clicked his tongue. “Don’t look like you’re facing a great enemy. Honestly, | just... came to see a joke on the way. Look how nervous you

are!”

Robert was so angry that he almost raised his c rippled arm to hit him. He glared at Gabriel fiercely. “You're indeed a beast. We both know what's in

each other’s minds. There’s no need to pretend to be mysterious!”

Gabriel retorted, “Since we both know what's in each other's minds, doesn’t it mean you’re a beast too?”

Robert couldn't be bothered to waste his breath. He lifted the blanket and left the bed, wanting to beat Gabriel up.

Gabriel opened the door with a kick. “Alright, don’t be agitated. It’s not honorable for me to win a fight with a disabled person. You can fight me again when your arms and legs are recovered!”

After Gabriel finished speaking, he slammed the door and left with a smile.

Robert was so angry that he scolded in the ward, “You b astard, you’re just afraid to be beaten up when Patrick comes back. Have you got any f ucking guts?”

Eleanor didn’t want to stay in the ward anymore.

She hunched her shoulders. “I'll go get Patrick!”

With that, she opened the door and ran out.

Gabriel ignored Robert’s shouting and walked toward the elevator with a condescending expression.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

He had just reached the elevator door when it opened.

Violet walked out with dinner in her hand.

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