Chapter 337
"Do you know that you're married now? I'm your wife. Before you get divorced, as long as there's a woman who's
entangled with you, I'll have the right to ask!" "Then let's get a divorce!" Patrick was so annoyed that he pushed
her away and went straight into the house.
Amelia's figure froze. "Stop!"
Patrick turned his head and asked in an indifferent tone, "What's wrong? Did you agree to divorce?"
Amelia stared at him, felt hurt. She asked, "Is she that good?"
Patrick knew how to dote on people and how to hurt them the most. He said, "She's better than you."
"| see..." To his surprise, instead of losing her temper, Amelia said to him calmly, "Go in first, and I'll look at the
flowers."
The pansies blooming in the courtyard were his first gift to her in winter, and she wanted to enjoy them for a
while longer.
Patrie looked at her sad face and thought she was deliberately playing the pity game, he didn't want to enter her
trap, and went inside. The first thing he did after entering the house was to go back to the study, then took out
the envelope in his pocket and opened it to see... | MISS YOU.
"I miss you." Patrick felt his heartbreak as he read those three words. Years ago, Sissi completely disappeared
from his life with a breakup letter, and years later, she's trying to barge into his world in the sway?
Looking at the date of the letter, which coincided with the night Charles called him, Patrick suddenly felt the
irony that, as Amelia had said, Sissi had contacted him as soon as her divorce was finalized. What did she want?
To get back together or to seek solace from him?
And he clearly knew what kind of woman she was, so why would he be so obsessed with her? Even for a simple
"I miss you" and would think about it?
Outside the house.
Amelia, after a few moments of reflection, finally beca little soberer.
At what age was it, there were still people who send letters across the sea, not usually choose to use e-mail?
But this kind of nostalgia, the easiest way to cause nostalgia, no matter how wonderful the text in the e-mail,
that was cold, but those familiar fonts in the letter could bring warmth.
While Amelia was thinking, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
She picked up the phone and answered, "Hello, Granny?"
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"My little girl, it's me. My wallet was on a bus. Can you cover and help me?"
Amelia hastily asked, "Where are you now? I'll pick you up right away!" "I'm in the supermarket. You don't have
to worry. Drive slowly. | will wait for you."
"OK, see you later, Granny."
After the call, Amelia glanced in the direction of Patrick's study. In the end, she chose to leave without saying a
word.
At the entrance of the supermarket, as soon as Amelia stepped in, she saw Granny Hopper sitting on a chair for
the guests to rest. In front of her was a shopping cart with the products piled up like a hill, but because of the
loss of her wallet, she couldn't move a single step.
"Granny!" Amelia called out.
"Ah! You are here!" Granny Hopper turned from worry to joy. She took Amelia's hand and said gloomily, "It's all
my fault. | lost the wallet, which made you have to go out in such cold weather."
Amelia said gracefully, "It doesn't matter. | have heating in the car, so | don't feel cold at all."
Then, she looked at the shopping cart and said helplessly, "Why do you buy these things?"
What did she find? The babies formulated milk, baby's diaper, pacifiers, baby clothes...
Granny Hopper said with a smile, "These are for your baby in advance. Although there are a lot of things, you
can rest assured that they are not expensive. Recently, Black Friday is coming, so there are a lot o discounts."
Amelia was helpless. "Granny, | don't care about money. It's these things... | don't need them at all now!"
Granny Hopper said with certainty, "Why not? Didn't you go with Patrick on a date trip a few days ago? Maybe in
the next month or in the next two months, you will have good news!"
"Okay..." Amelia could not refuse her enthusiasm, she took out her money and bought those useless things.
After paying the money, she asked, "Granny, didn't you say that the purse was missing? Would you like to go to
the police office to register?"
Granny Hopper waved her hand and said indifferently, "No, you don't have to do that. There are only about a few
hundred bucks inside. If it's gone, let it be gone."
Amelia nodded, took the two big bags from the cashier, and led the way for Granny Hopper. "My car is in the
parking lot. You have to walk withfor a while."
Granny Hopper said with pity, "Amelia, givea bag."
"No need..." Amelia dodged Granny
Hopper's hand and said in a plain
tone, "When | lived with my~ om
[OoMMmiRtes, rove the grocery
stuff back to the apartment in the
sway. I'm used to it." Granny
Hopper felt sorry for her, "When | go
back to Dallas if Patrick bullies you,
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Amelia laughed as she walked away, "What if I'm the one bullying Patrick?"
Granny Hopper said unprincipledly, "I will unconditionally support you."
Joking with Granny Hopper, Amelia
suddenly felt her shoulder handbag
was pulled hard from DE IE
when sh looked. bak the'man
alge behind her pushed her
hard, she slipped and fell to the
ground, two shopping bags and
handbag all dropped, the man saw
the opportunity to pull her handbag
from the ground and tried to escape!
Amelia touched her butt, and shouted painfully, "Help! Someone is robbing!"
Granny Hopper was the closest to
Amelia. When she saw Amelia fall,
she burst into a rage. She turned
around and grabbed the man by the
waist, trying to oul pack Cot
A ru awayCTh man was not
polite to Granny Hopper. He directly
lifted her shoulders with both hands,
pushing Granny Hopper back two or
three steps. It seemed that she was
going to hit the granite on the street.
"Granny!" In a hurry, Amelia quickly
put her hands under her
grandmother's head and finally
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Only then, Granny Hopper's entire body force was concentrated on Amelia's hands. Amelia almost fainted from
the pain, and her arms felt like they were going to break.