Patricia looked pale and dazed, but she firmly refused, âI donât need it! Iâm really fine, thereâs no need for a check-upâ
Ellinor pulled the doctor aside, âMs. Howard, have a look at yourself! You look so sickly, and yet you insist that youâre fine. Itâs making us all worried! Itâs just a check-up, not surgery. Whatâs scaring you, Ms Howard?â
âIâm not scared, Iâm really fine, so Iâm not going.â Patricia couldnât explain her concerns, she just felt that Ellinor had an ulterior motive, and if she went along, she might fall for her scheme.
At this point, Balfour said sternly, âJust get the check-up, it wonât harm you.â
Patricia continued to resist, âBalfour, Iâm really fine. I donât feel unwell at allâ
Balfour frowned, âGet the check-up and rule out any potential problems. Donât wait until you get home and start complaining about discomfort!â
He had lost a lot of patience with Patricia. In the beginning, his affection for his long-lost sister, Pearl, had been transferred to her, but now that Pearl was back, that affection naturally returned to Pearl But despite his lost patience, Patricia was still his half-sister, whom he had seen grow up. He knew she was frail, and he still cared Patricia often complained about discomfort here and there, a check-up would mean she wouldnât have to complain when she got back home.
With Balfourâs words, Patricia had no reason to refuse, so she reluctantly followed the doctor Ellinor waved at Patricia with a grin, âMs. Howard, cooperate with the doctor for your own health. Listen to the doctor!â
Patricia clenched her teeth at Ellinorâs annoying statement.
Ellinor was such a hypocrite! Patricia wondered what scheme she was cooking up this time.
After Patricia followed the doctor out, all eyes in the room turned to Xenia.
Balfour gave Xenia a cold glance, as she was an elder and his father was present, he didnât press the matter.
He would wait until Byran woke up.
Xenia also knew her current situation was bad, so she was trying to change it.
As a stepmother, she had no status in front of Balfour. She couldnât make a point, she could only start with her husband.
âMcNeil, listen to meâ¦â
McNeil Howard coldly waved her off. âEnough! Now is not the time for your explanations; you better pray that Byran is alright, or youâll have no place in the Howard family!â