Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 992

And after seeing the content of the text, Patrick finally understood why Amelia was in such a hurry to avoid him after they came back. It turned out that she was not hiding from him but she was running away from the embarrassment that would be happening. Patrick felt embarrassed at the same time. The intention to kill was growing inside him!

He immediately dialed Florence's number, and the call was soon connected.

Florence's pleasant greeting came from the opposite side. "Patrick, are you here to share your reading experience with me? So how was it? Isn't it nice? Don’t you think their art is so exotic and creative? Did it provide you with some insights?" Patrick was almost choked as Florence was bombarding him with words, “Florence Hopper!" Patrick shoutedText content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yes, I'm here!" Florence answered at once.

"You know, sooner or later, you would push me into my own grave.”

As he said this, Patrick's expression looked as if he was about to burst into flames.

However, Florence was on the phone so she could not see Patrick's expression.

She even rubbed some salt on his wound, "Hey, how can I push you into your grave. If I really wanted to frame you, all I need is to ask Amelia to ignore you.

I can guarantee that as long as Amelia is ignoring you, being alive would be worse than being dead for you!" Patrick was so angry that he ran out of words.

On the other side of the phone, Florence continued to ask excitedly, "Patrick, since we parted at Owen's house, I've given you so many ideas. Have you reconciled with Amelia yet?”

Patrick subconsciously looked at Amelia's room on the second floor and said grumpily, "We've already made up, but now... I don't know!” "How can you not know?"

"I don't know, I just don't know!"

Florence then criticized, "You two live together every day. You're too slow if you didn't know whether Amelia has made up with you or not!" Patrick remained silent. If it were not for this text message, things would have been resolved for them, but all that was left between them was. awkwardness at this moment.

Patrick raised his hand to rub his temples and decided to explain it to Amelia as soon as possible. He immediately ended the conversation with Florence, "I'll stop talking to you. I still have something to do here.”

"Oh, then I won't bother you anymore. By the way, Patrick, I have a lot of novels with me. If you want, I can recommend them to you." Florence said generously.

Patrick could not bear it any longer. "Florence, I don't need your help anymore! Save your novels and read them yourself! Also! From this moment on, never tell the name of the novel in your text or when you call me. Do you hear me?"

Florence then said grievously, "At first, you were the one who asked me how to ingratiate yourself with women. Now you are blaming me for meddling in your business. I am kind enough to provide you with help and you turn me down. Dang it, you really deserve to spend the rest of your life alone."

Patrick's tone became unfriendly. “What did you say?"

Florence hurriedly said, "Well, didn't you said you have something else to do? Well, that's all for now. Bye.”

After the call, Patrick adjusted his expression and walked towards the second floor.

Moments later...

He stood at the door of the bedroom, he raised his hand and knocked on the door while saying. "Amelia, open the door. I have something to tell you." After a while. the door was slowly opened. Amelia’s delicate and pretty face was shown and her voice was cautious as she asked, "What's wrong?” Patrick's instantly forgotten his well-prepared words after seeing her.

Right this moment. he only wanted to push her against the wall and do something to her.

Amelia was nervous to be constantly stared at by Patrick. All she did was changing into her pajamas, which was not even exposed, wasn't it!

Even so, the soft texture of the pyjamas and the pink colour was much more beautiful than Amelia's old-fashioned suits when she was at work. What was more, she too lowered her hair.

Patrick liked to see her messy hair, which made her face look smaller and cuter. It softened her facial features as well.

He also likes to bury the tip of his nose in her neck to smell the faint fragrance of her shampoo.

In the face of his covetous expression, Amelia could not help reminding him, "Didn't you have something to tell me?”

Patrick snapped out of his reverie. "Did you see the text message sent to me by Florence?”

Amelia nodded helplessly.

Patrick said unexpectedly, "Thank you for not reading the content of the text message when I was driving. Otherwise, I would have driven straight into a tree."

Amelia was stunned because she had the same thought when she was in the car. Was this considered a kind of bond between them? Patrick continued. "In addition, I think it's necessary for me to explain. I didn't read the book that was sent to me by Florence.”

'ls...is that so?” Amelia could not believe her ears no matter how hard she tried.

But since Patrick was acting so seriously, she could not point at him and called his bluff, could she?

Seeing the disbelief in Amelia's eyes, Patrick could not help but emphasize his tone. "I'm telling the truth!"

Amelia nodded in agreement and said, “Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you said is true. I trust you..."

Listening to how she sounded like she was comforting a three years old kid, Patrick's anger

aroused.

He then said, "I only memorized the title. That's all!

As for the rest of the content, I did not even take a look at it! Because I'm not interested in this kind of book at all!

To make things clear, since young, figured.out everything about = = relationships all by myself andd>> don ‘tneed to take advice from these kinds of novels. Do you understand?”

Although iFwas just a joke, Amelia knew how-she should behave, "I 2 understand but there's one thing need to. clarify. Arts were inspired by life. therefore, not all novels.are nonsense. "” to <

Patrick was happy and a little worried at the same time. "Do you really understand?"

He really did not want himself to be a sissy in front of Amelia!

Amelia nodded her head and said, "Well, I know very well what kind of person-you are. You have youre selftighteous romance, so you don't need help or advice from novels at atl.”

Patrick twitched the corner of his mouth. Was this a compliment?

Amelia did not want to be entangled in this conversation for too long. "Well. is there anything else? If there's nothing else, I'm going down to prepare our meal.”

Patrick shook his head. He had achieved his goal

The remaining goals were to strike Amelia down and make out with her, but he did not know when she would let him get what he wanted.