Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

The corner of Amelia's mouth twitched in disbelief.

She would have disowned such a troublescousin if she were Sawyer. However, who knew, since Kaiden and

Sawyer were both capable of surprising people with their standalone character, it was possible for them to

admire each other.

Ugh! No way!

She could not bring herself to picture the intimidating scene of two grown-up men together.

"Let's get onto the car now."

Kaiden had already opened the door of his silvery white sport car and gestured her to get into the car when

Amelia was lost in her thought.

In fact, Kaiden was nothing but well-mannered if he chose not to behave recklessly.

In face of his charm, it was hard for any women including Amelia to hold grudge against him.

"Thank you." She said as a matter of courtesy before she got onto the co-driver seat. As soon as Kaiden

slammed the door shut, Amelia knew that her journey for the day began.

As compared to the previous time, the journey heading to Streams Villa was no longer mysterious. Instead, she

could feel her heart pounded nervously on the way this time.

If she were to be regarded as coming unprepared last twhen she was there, then the official meeting

scheduled between both parties this timewas going to be a completely different story to tell! She wondered if he

was an easygoing person.

It was not entirely impossible if he chose to turn her plea down after treating her with dinner.

After all, she had used his nwithout consent to get approval of government regarding Apex Construction

Corporation. This matter would be more than enough to leave a bad impression of her for him. Nevertheless, she

must not forget the fact that she had donated blood to his beloved son before. She wondered if he would forgive

her as a token of appreciation for saving his son's life.

At this juncture, any smart people could tell her calculative moves. It would not catch Amelia surprise to know

that Sawyer might have thought of her the sway!

It was an utter frustration as she could not tell what was on Sawyer's mind.

Amelia could not help feeling that this trip was extremely torturous. Such feeling was getting overwhelming

when she was desperate to know Sawyer's opinion yet she could not, not until she met him. Hence, this feeling

would only got intense over time.

Kaiden immediately noticed that she was tensed. He asked concerningly, "Are you okay? Do you need to go to

the washroom?"

Amelia had this bad habit of shuffling restlessly whenever she got anxious. She stopped her shuffles and

explained, "No, I'm just being nervous."

"What are you nervous for? There's nothing to be nervous of." Kaiden looked confused as he asked.

Upon deliberating, Amelia thought that it would be easier if Kaiden could shoulder sof her frustration. She

explained, "I'm worried that the upcoming dinner is nothing more but a mere token of appreciation for the fact

that | had saved Abner. Do you think that this is his way of getting rid of me?"

Kaiden struggled to contain himself from blurting out the truth. In fact, he was driven by impulse to press on her

shoulder and tell her what had been going on. Not only did his cousin had contacted Wayion to help her

company, he had made Wayion into supplying Amelia with the construction

materials at unreasonably low price!

To put it correctly, his cousin had been particularly generous in offering help for her.

Nonetheless, this was somehow a private agreement reached between his cousin and Wayion. Not only that his

cousin might not be pleased of him revealing this to Amelia, this would subsequently mess up his original plan.

Therefore, he cleared his throat and said faintly, "I don't think so. After all, you saved Abner's life that day. My

cousin would be eager to meet and thank you in person. Your worries do not make sense at all. To be frank, I've

known a thousand ways of how he used to get rid of people. | can assure you if he really means to chase you

away, he would not have specially invited you to his place for dinner, let alone the fac that he makesyour

chauffeur."

His reassurance managed to ease her anxiety a little as she said, "I hope so."

At ten o'clock in the morning at Land of Fragrance.

Patrick thought that he was hugging Amelia during his sleep. Hence, it caught him by surprise to wake up and

know that all this while he was hugging a pillow.

That was why he could not help feeling that Amelia was a lot smaller in size during his sleep. After all, he was

just hugging her pillow to sleep.

Turning around, he took a quick glance at the clock just to realize that it was almost noon.

Hence, he woke up from bed and headed straight for wash-up. Upon dressing up, he opened the door and went

downstairs.

Contrary to his expectations, Amelia was nowhere to be seen.

He tentatively called out her nbut to no avail. There were only his echoes lingering in the empty house.

Reaching out to his phone, Patrick dialed her number expressionlessly. As soon as she picked up his call, he fired

his question mercilessly, "Amelia, where have you gone to this early in the morning?" Amelia replied

apologetically, "I forgot to tell you that | had an appointment with my client today. Are you awake now? There are

scooked dumplings left for you in the kitchen. You can have them if they are still edible."

Patrick was unconvinced by her explanation.

She did not forget to tell him.

Most probably she had been purposely withholding this information from him.

Patrick's silence from another end of the call had driven Amelia nervous. She broke the silence and said, "Mr.

Hopper, say something."

"It's okay." He tried his best to give her as much freedom when it cto things that she was really up to. He

continued, "Don't hesitate to callif there's any troubles. Do you hear me?"

Amelia replied cheerfully, "Sure, | know. Please make sure that you eat something, Mr. Hopper!"

Patrick pursed his lip in frustration and thought, "What else | can eat if you're not here?"

Yet he sounded calm as he replied, "Will do."

Bidding farewell to each other over the phone, Patrick hung up the call first. Despite sounding indifferent on the

call, the truth was that he was grasping on his phone tight.

He could have pressed on the issue and asked her who was she going to meet.

The sense of regret began to creep on him.

It was right at this tPatrick's phone rang.

Without hesitation, he answered, "Hello! Arne... Oh, it's you. What happened?"

During the long-winded self-introduction of the person speaking on the phone, his excitement was instantly

replaced by distance and coldness.

It happened to him that it was Sissi's leader that had made a call to him.

"Mr. Patrick, I'm sorry to have troubled you.

Ms. Roberts had fainted during her class just now. We have already rushed her to the hospital. Would it be

convenient for you to cover?" said the headmaster hurriedly.