Chapter 237: Spencer’s Doing
"This was Spencer’s doing."
Patrick froze. The voice was faint, broken but unmistakable. He turned sharply toward the hospital bed, his eyes wide with disbelief and relief.
His father was awake.
"You’re awake," Patrick said, stunned. "I’ll go call the doctor right away—"
Sir Robert Collins slowly raised a trembling hand and shook his head. His voice came out rough but steady enough to stop Patrick from moving. "No. Not yet. I can call the doctor later. Right now, you need to listen to me."
Patrick hesitated, unsure. "You need to be checked—"
"I said later. Anyway, with all the ruckus that just happened, he will be here soon," Sir Collins interrupted. He turned his head slightly, meeting Patrick’s eyes. "What I have to say can’t wait."
Patrick stepped closer, lowering himself into the chair at the bedside.
"Call off the investigation for that nurse. Tell the guards that we don’t want any explanation as long as she does not come here again." Sir Collins said quietly.
Patrick’s eyes narrowed. "What? After what she just tried to do?"
Sir Collins nodded slowly. "Yes. Let her go."