Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 118

Amelia selected a few moon cakes with lighter flavors on the shelf and put them in the shopping cart one by one.

Although Roxxon distributed moon cakes to the staff this morning, she thought it was too greasy and gave it to her colleagues.

Jessica stood behind her and asked, 'Are you going home in this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

In the past Mid-Autumn Festivals, Amelia never went home, so did Jessica.

They were like homeless people. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, they set two lotus shaped candles in the window facing the moon. When the candles burned out, their Mid-Autumn Festival was over.

Sometimes, Jessica was envious of Amelia, because her family was in Northville, but Amelia was so dismissive of it.

Jessica's question made Amelia hesitant. When she thought of her father's weakened body, she was a little worried.

Seeing that she was hesitant, Jessica suggested, "Go home with your husband happily. Let them know that you are living a happy life now."

Amelia smiled bitterly. Her life was not happy at all.

Marriage was like this. No one really knew if you were living a happy life except yourself.

In the Land of Fragrance.

Amelia went up to the second floor. Seeing that the light in the study was still on, she hesitated for a while and decided to walk in.

She raised her hand, knocked on the door and asked politely, "Mr. Hopper, may I come in?"

After a while, just as Amelia was about to leave, Patrick's cold voice finally sounded, "What's the matter?"

His attitude was so cold that she suddenly didn't know what to say next.

Seeing that there was no sound outside the door, Patrick put down the document and looked at the door. He was waiting for her to admit defeat to him.

Looking at the moon cake box next to her feet, Amelia said, "Mr. Hopper, can you accompany me home the night after tomorrow?"

Patrick probably would never know how much courage Amelia had gathered when she said that.

It meant that she was willing to let Patrick know her past in The Ramsay Family, including those painful memories that she did not want to face.

However, Patrick refused her, "The day after tomorrow, I need to attend Andrew and Ashley's birthday banquet."

Amelia didn't want to give up, "It will only take a while, we can leave after sending the moon cake to them."

Patrick was still angry with her because of what happened that night, so he didn't want to accompany her back home. What's more, what she asked him to do was all about someone else's business.

Amelia lowered her head in disappointment and said in her heart, "Give up, at least I've tried my best."

Not long after she returned to her bedroom, Patrick opened the door of the study. Looking at the empty corridor, his face darkened, because he thought that Amelia didn't ask for his forgiveness sincerely.

The next morning, the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

While Amelia was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV for breakfast, she caught a glimpse of Patrick coming downstairs while wearing a tie. Then they looked at each other, but he was still indifferent.

"Would you like to eat fried buns?" Amelia asked.

"No. I'm going to take Paisley to pick out a dress now."

As soon as Patrick finished his words, the bun in Amelia's hand fell to the ground.

Patrick stared at her sad eyes and smiled, "Would you like to go with me?"

Amelia picked up the bun in a hurry and pretended to be calm, "No, I have something else to do later!" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Patrick laughed at her bad excuse, "The company is on vacation. What can you do?"

Amelia choked. She just didn't want to see how sweet Patrick and Paisley were.

She wanted to stay away from them.

Patrick was waiting for Amelia's answer patiently. He wanted to see what excuse she would use.

At this moment, Amelia's phone suddenly rang. She quickly wiped her oily fingers, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button without looking at the caller ID.

She really hoped that someone could ask her out. Even if she was going to do something boring, she didn't want to lose face in front of Patrick.

"Is that Miss Amelia Ramsay?" The man's voice was a little familiar, but Amelia couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

"Yes!"

"This is Ryan. Do you still remember me?"

Amelia suddenly cheered up, but Patrick was staring at her fiercely behind her. She remembered that Patrick seemed to dislike Ryan very much, so she asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Tyrion Road 22nd. Could you please come to my company now?"

Amelia had a good impression of Ryan, so she agreed, "I'll go there right away."

Ryan reminded her thoughtfully, "Be careful on the way."

After hung up the phone, Amelia jumped out of the sofa and said to Patrick with a smile, "Mr. Hopper, do you believe me now? I really have an appointment, so I won't accompany you and Miss Bledel to buy a dress. Have a nice day."

Patrick greeted his teeth unhappily. He deliberately asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will cheat on you?"

Amelia reached out her fingers to support her chin and said, "I can never stop you from cheating you on me. Remember to wear a condom before having sex with Paisley. If she gets pregnant, it will be hard for her to be a single mother."

After saying that, she walked past him with a smile and ran to the second floor.

Patrick stared at her beautiful back. The hemline of her pajamas jumped up and down as she went upstairs, which showed that she was very happy at the moment.

On the contrary, Patrick was unhappy and gloomy.

When Amelia went downstairs with a box of moon cakes, she was surprised to find that Patrick was still there.

When Patrick heard the sound, he raised his sharp eyes, only to find that Amelia was dressed beautifully and ceremoniously.

Seeing this, Patrick was a little nervous. He picked up the car key on the table, stood up and said, "Where are you going? I'll send you there."

Amelia blinked her beautiful eyes and understood what Patrick wanted to do. He was too possessive. He must know whatever she wanted to do and wherever she wanted to go.

But she couldn't tell him the truth. Otherwise, he would probably lock her at home and not let her see Ryan. "I can go there by myself. You don't have to send me"

Patrick stressed, "Really?"

"Yeah."

Amelia came to the door to change her shoes. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Patrick follow her. Then she said, "Mr. Hopper, in terms of the bad records that you have tracked me, shall I give you a small suggestion?"