Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 305

Northville, also known as the "City of Ice," is a place where it snows for about three months every year.

As soon as Amelia stuck her head out of the window, a cold wind blew, and ssnowflakes got on her

eyelashes and melted away with a wink.

She rolled her eyes as she closed the window, but fortunately, the house was heated all day long, so if she didn't

open the window, it's like a warm spring and she could wear short sleeves every day. At that moment, the sound

of a car turning off cfrom downstairs, and she knew that it was Patrick returning.

"I'm picking up the dog," Patrick said directly.

Amelia walked over to him and patted the snowflakes off his jacket and whispered, "Leave Rick behind, it's

snowing today and I'm worried he'll freeze to death."

Patrick naturally took her into his arms, "Rick?"

Amelia didn't mind when she got water from the melting snow on his coat and said, "That's the nthe kids

gave the dog last night, it means 'awesome'." Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Then why don't you call it

'Awesome'?"

Amelia laughed. "It is awesome."

"No, actually it is not."

"Well, so we think Rick is better."

Patrick responded, "Wait, I'm not talking to you about the nof the dog right now."

Amelia looked at him quizzically and said, "I don't understand why you had to send Rick away, according to

Florence, you're not supposed to hate dogs."

Avoiding her gaze, Patrick said stiffly, "People's interests change all the time."

He was just not happy about that stupid dog stealing Amelia's attention and making her serve it.

"Yes? | thought you were a very nostalgic person." Just like with Sissi.

Patrick didn't hear anything else in Amelia's words, "Don't change the subject, just tellwhere it is."

Rick was moved by Amelia before Patrick returned, and she wasn't going to make it easy for him to find the poor

little puppy, "What if you take Rick with you, and he runs into the wrong people?" Patrick promised, "I would take

him to the best pet shelter in town."

Amelia hypothesized, "The shelter is the equivalent of an orphanage in human society. Sooner or later Rick will

be adopted, and what if the person who adopts him is a pervert who enjoys abusing and torturing him?"

"Do you think the staff at the shelter are unprofessional? They have an assessment panel that first checks to see

if the family has the financial means to raise the puppy, and then regularly visits families who have adopted pets

from..."

From what Patrick said, Amelia guessed that he had probably worked with these organizations, which was more

proof that he liked dogs, but why not Rick? Wasn't that a contradiction in terms? Amelia decided to use the

meanest but most timesaving way to convince him, she wrapped her arms around the side of his neck and said

in a coquettish voice, "Do you think there is a better family to adopt Rick than ours?"

Patrick was stunned.

Amelia actually fawned over him forthat stupid dog, and it just so happened that he liked it!

Lifting her chin with a finger, Patrick made the offer, "Kiss me.

A peck.

Amelia didn't hesitate to stand on tiptoe and kiss the corner of his slightly upturned lips.

Although there was no direct mouth-to-mouth, it was a big step up from the perfunctory light kisses of the past,

and Patrick was delighted that Rick could stay.

Amelia smiled adorably. "You're such a nice person."

Patrick was in a good mood but at the sthe was thinking: this stupid dog had to have a purpose if it was

to stay, and if Amelia ever talked back to him or confronted him again, he could use it to scare her!

Just then, a phone call interrupted their intimacy.

Under Patrick's gaze, Amelia suddenly panicked when she saw the caller's name.

Patrick coldly pronounced the nfor her, "Hobart Smith."

As if she had done something wrong, Amelia immediately explained, "I haven't had any contact with him lately!"

Patrick rolled his eyes, no contact? Then why was the umbrella she brought back from Hawoi City the sas

the one Hobart had at the hotel?

"Answer it, maybe he has something important to ask you," Patrick said calmly as if he had just rolled his eyes at

Amelia's delusion.

Sighing softly, whether coincidentally or deliberately, she didn't know what happened to the umbrella.

She had the decency to press the answer button in Patrick's presence, but it was an eventful time, and Patrick

would be irritated by her if she had avoided him when she answered Hobart's call. "Hello, Hobart, I'm Amelia."

"Miss Amelia Ramsay... Ahem..."

Amelia heard the cough from the phone and frowned. "What's wrong, Hobart?"

"Yes..." Hobart said in a weak tone, "Didn't Mr. Hopper have a younger sister called Florence...?"

"That's right."

"Oh, that's really her..." Hobart muttered to himself.

"I'm sorry, Hobart. | don't understand what you're talking about. Could you say it again?"

Hobart laughed bitterly, "I was driving hlast

night when | ran into an alcoholic, Florence as | asked you, who ran a red light in the middle of the night, and | hit

a pole to get away from her..."

Amelia asked worriedly, "How... how was she?"

"She was fine, but as soon as there

was a traffic accident, | called the

police, and she's n perc om

ree akc center.

Just now | got a call from the

director, who said she was almost

sober and that she was Mr. Hopper's

sister, so | thought I'd give you a call."

Amelia's hand trembled as she held

the phone in her hand. She stole a

glance at Patrick, who was still

watching her, and sqid passin Ady,

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forends fray have gotten into

trouble, but at least she's okay.". On

second thought, she was less

optimistic because she was the one

who approved Florence's sleepover

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However, Patrick was just fine, if Eve found out, she'll be... done!

At the stime, Hobart continued to say, "I'm in the hospital now. I'm a little mentally shaken."

Amelia said apologetically, "Sorry, please allowto apologize to you on Florence's behalf..."

"Apologize? Don't you think you

should cpersonally to see me

rather than apologize¥ lobar? m

justifiably §aid, "gave you an

umbrella at the height of your

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