Chapter 239

　　The bedroom door suddenly opened. Gloria looked up and saw that Patrick had a poker face and returned with a blanket in his hand. 　　Without a word, he threw the blanket onto the floor beside her bed and unrolled it silently. 　　"What are you doing?" She was even more puzzled and asked. 　　Patrick lay down on the floor and turned his back to her deliberately. 　　"You are not allowed to sleep here," Gloria said coldly. 　　Patrick remained silent. Gloria shouted, "Patrick, go out!" 　　Patrick got up from the blanket and turned to yell at her, "Just send me away tomorrow! I don't care! Don't even think about chasing me away tonight!" 　　Gloria didn't expect that he dared to yell at her. 　　"Gloria wants to drive me away. She is sick and no one will take care of her. She is unreasonable!" Patrick shouted again. 　　Gloria was stunned and didn't know what to say. It was the first time that the eight-year-old Patrick had shouted at her. 　　She looked down at Patrick under the bed and felt exhausted,