When Sean heard Patrick's words, he walked forward dissatisfied. Usually, he did not need to do this personally because other doctors from the pack would do this job.
"Sean, wait a second. Do you know how to do it?" Patrick asked.
Sean's hand trembled and he got the wrong vein. Patrick's face immediately sank. "If you can't, I'll ask someone else to get the job done. Don't push yourself."
"Be quiet. Patrick, if I fail to put her on a drip, I'll write you a resignation letter tomorrow and go home to help my father collect herbs."
Sean proved that he could get the job done.
"How can I not do such a job? Patrick, I'm telling you that having me as a doctor in your pack is a waste of my talent. You should feel happy about the bargain." Sean suddenly felt thrilled. He was frustrated just now because Patrick's words were harsh.
"I'll give you a raise," Patrick said flatly.
"Patrick, you did it on purpose, right? I cured your mate, but you deliberately disparaged me."
Sean said without thinking.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the air seemed to freeze.
"My mate? Who are you talking about?" Patrick's voice turned cold.
Sean blamed himself for his big mouth after he finished speaking, but when he saw Patrick's cold expression, he glanced at the sleeping Gloria on the sofa.
For some reason, he felt annoyed and simply said, "Who? Gloria!"
Sean sneered. "Patrick, stop denying it. If she isn't your mate, why do you care about her so much? He has a fever, but it's none of your business. Don't tell me you felt sorry for her. Patrick, that's not how you are. Since when have you become so compassionate? Besides, if she isn't your mate, why did you drive to the hospital in the middle of the night? Just admit it!"
Christine felt that she shouldn't be here at the moment.
"Mr. Hammond, if there is nothing else, I will leave..." Christine whispered.
"Gloria will stay here. Take care of her. When she wakes up, tell her that she fainted, so you asked a nurse to put her on a drip."
Patrick ordered coldly. He grabbed Sean by the arm and dragged him out of the office and toward the stairwell.
Patrick pulled Sean into the stairwell.
"Let go! Patrick, I'm warning you! If you don't let go, I'll shift and fight with you!" Sean shouted.
Patrick pushed Sean and said, "You want to beat me up? Sure, go ahead."
Seeing that Patrick was warming up, Sean wanted to blame himself for starting a battle with the Alpha of his pack.
"Hey, let's talk. We are from the same pack. There is nothing we can't talk about," Sean said.
Patrick's handsome face turned even colder. He said, "Sean, you know best about what happened between me and Gloria."
Sean knew that Patrick was reminding him not to talk about it.
"Then, why are you so concerned about her?" Sean asked.
Patrick said coldly, "Even if it's something I don't want, before I let go, I will decide if the person lives or dies."
The indifference in Patrick's eyes startled Sean.
"So, Sean, do you understand me?"
Sean looked at Patrick. After a moment of silence, he said, "Patrick, do you think you hate her that much?"
"She killed Gabrielle."
After just one sentence, Sean had no words to refute Patrick.
"If you did something terrible, then you must pay for it," Patrick said to Sean indifferently. He turned around and left the stairwell.
A fancy sports car was parked downstairs. In the driver's seat, Patrick stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
Patrick immediately called Leonard through the mind link, "Leonard, I'm on my way."
His words were so simple.
Patrick was in a bad mood right now.
Sean had made him angry by talking nonsense.
Gloria was his mate?
He had rejected Gloria, and it didn't matter whether she accepted his rejection or not. They were no longer bonded.
He didn't need a mate!
In the driver's seat, Patrick sneered. Did he care about Gloria?
But why would he take her to the hospital at midnight?
Patrick was puzzled.
Although he was driving, he wasn't focused on the road. He was thinking about the answer to this question.
The only explanation was that he did not want to let Gloria go.
'It will be too easy for her if I only punish her for three years because she killed someone.' He thought so as he reached the destination and stepped on the brake.
"'Alpha Patrick, you are here." Leonard waited at the door.
It was a warehouse.
"Where is she?" Patrick got out of the car. He walked quickly as he asked Leonard, who walked next to him.
"She's inside. I'll show you the way." Leonard didn't say much. He took Patrick deep into the warehouse.
There was a small room inside. Leonard pushed the door and said, "Mr. Hammond, she was disobedient and kept making noise. We had no choice but to gag her and tie her up."
Patrick walked into the small room. There was a girl in a sorry state. When she saw Patrick, she pleaded with her pretty eyes.
The girl was in a bad situation. Any guy would feel sorry for her.
However, Patrick's expression didn't change. He didn't even sit down, and his fingers moved slightly.
Leonard got his point and went forward to take the cloth out of the girl's mouth.
Lillian coughed.
While she was coughing, Leonard handed Patrick a pair of black leather gloves. Patrick put them on composedly. It was a simple action, but he looked elegant while giving out a dangerous aura.