Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap-Chapter 900: All You Ever Do Is Nitpick at Me

In the courtyard, the conversation between the uncle and nephew was something Fabian Holmes didn’t anticipate at all while waiting for news at the hospital. He was solely hoping for good news and didn’t consider the possibility of bad news.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The phone in his hand suddenly rang. Fabian Holmes thought it was Michael Linton calling after finishing his talk with Easton Holmes, so he immediately raised his hand with the phone. But the scene before his eyes dimmed his brightness in an instant.

The call wasn’t from the courtyard by Michael Linton; it was from Amelia Linton in the hospital room. He looked up at the eighth-floor room, where the lights had just turned on.

Fabian Holmes stared at the window of that room for a while before slowly answering the call, "I..."

"Where did you go late at night?"

Amelia Linton interrupted Fabian Holmes with displeasure before he could say anything.

Due to the events involving Easton Holmes and Theodore Holmes, Fabian Holmes was already in a bad mood. Earlier, he had swallowed a lot of frustration from Michael Linton, and now, hearing Amelia Linton’s discontent question, the anger that he had been holding back suddenly flared up.

"Where can I go? You spend all day trying to find fault with me. Why don’t you use that time to take care of your son?" He focused solely on venting the anger in his heart, without paying attention to what he was actually saying.

"I’m just calling to ask where you went. Why are you so excited? Did you do something shady again?" Amelia Linton had just got up to go to the bathroom and discovered the sofa was empty; the person who had been sleeping there, Fabian Holmes, was nowhere to be seen. She was already angry.

She took out her phone and dialed his number. He took a long time to answer, and his attitude towards her was like this. She couldn’t help but start imagining things.

The person on the other side started rambling, making Fabian Holmes even angrier. "What shady things did I do? Amelia Linton! Can you not go crazy? You’re the one who made this house such a mess."

His emotions grew more intense as he spoke, and by the end, he was practically shouting.

"I’m going crazy? I made the house a mess? Fabian Holmes! You should speak with a conscience." Amelia Linton wasn’t aware of what had happened between Easton Holmes and Theodore Holmes. Now she thought Fabian Holmes running out in the middle of the night seemed suspicious, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.

Fabian Holmes sneered into the phone with anger: "You can go crazy all you want. I’m not in the mood, nor do I have the time to deal with you right now."

After finishing his angry rant, he hung up the phone directly.

If it weren’t for waiting for Michael Linton’s call, Fabian Holmes would have shut down his phone without hesitation. But he needed to wait for that call, and he was standing outside in the cold wind just for it.

Remembering what had happened the night before, he didn’t dare to rashly put Amelia Linton’s number on the blacklist. That woman was capable of anything, so for now, he decided to bear with it.

Fabian Holmes hadn’t even had a chance to catch his breath when Amelia Linton called him again. This time, he didn’t answer her call; he simply hung up.

Yet he didn’t completely ignore her. He typed a text message to her, really unwilling to respond to her right now, but this was all he could do.

"I’m just downstairs at the inpatient ward. Things to deal with. Just sleep peacefully; I won’t be going anywhere."