Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 617

Amelia clearly did not believe in his excuse, but Huxton was so one-track-minded that Amelia would not get

anything more from him even if she pressed on. So, she simply said, "Remember to be careful next tthen,

don't make any more mistakes."

Understanding Amelia's overtones, the edges of Huxton's lips lifted slightly and said, "I will. Thank you, madam,

for your concern."

Amelia nodded and turned to go upstairs to her room.

At half-past seven in the evening.

Hearing a set of steady footsteps passing by her door, Amelia stopped drinking water from the glass and thought

that Patrick must have cback.

The next second, the footsteps that had just passed by her door travelled back again...

As it turned out, the person outside was indeed Patrick because only he would push the door open and barge

straight in without knocking.

Seeing him, Amelia simply put down the glass of water and watched the man who just appeared at her door.

She was expecting Patrick to lecture her for

‘escaping’ from his wrath this morning. But he said instead, "Let's go down for dinner."

Amelia could almost drown herself in his electric voice. Hell might have actually frozen over for Patrick to be so

polite to her for no apparent reason. And he even asked her to go downstairs for dinner personally.

"Okay, right away," Amelia answered, then got up to tidy up the scattered files and documents on the table.

Her actions attracted Patrick's attention. "What are those on the table?"

"Oh, these are the information of a venture capital | asked the seniors at the company to helpsort out. | want

to give it a try." Amelia replied without reluctance.

Patrick was furious. "What did you say?"

He was standing right in front of her, but she was preparing to look for other investors for help?

Where was her brain? Was she an idiot?

Amelia was startled by his growl. She raised her head to find Patrick in a scowl, obviously giving off ominous

warning signs.

She comforted him and said, "Don't get so agitated, | didn't set my eyes on your company." "Why not? Is Roxxon

Corporation too incompetent for you? Not good enough for you, President Ramsay?" Patrick stalked toward her

step by step, his gaze sharp as lightning and looking daggers!

Amelia, who was under piercing pressure of his intense look, denied, "No, | didn't mean it that way..."

"Then what do you mean?" Patrick glared at her.

Amelia blushed and said, "It's because | don't want to rely on you for everything!"

At this, Patrick was even more outraged. "If you don't rely on me, then who do you want to depend on?"

"I want to rely on myself!" answered Amelia.

Patrick chuckled unceremoniously. "You? Just you yourself?"

Amelia pouted. "You find it ridiculous too, don't you? That's right, everyone who hearsthinks that I'm joking

around too."

Noticing the constrain in her face, Patrick pulled back the smile hanging by his lips.

"Because everyone thinks you'll jump out and helpwhenever | get into trouble. Their tone even tellsthat

| don't actually have to tire myself out and work so hard. Because as long as you're here, even if the sky

collapses, I'll still be fine."

Patrick fell silent.

"In fact, before you left Northville, | thought the sas them too. But reality taughta lesson when | lost

contact with you, and | could only rely on myself then."

Patrick's body tensed tautly. He felt that he had lost something from his trip to Northville.

He thought he could turn back into the man that she could trust and rely on wholeheartedly as soon as he

returned, but he was wrong.

All of a sudden, a heavy blanket of dejection fell upon him. He felt awful and miserable because... Amelia no

longer needed him.

Tstopped and the air stood still.

Amelia realized that she might have embarrassed him with what she had said. He had just wanted to help her,

after all. So, she tried to calm down as much as possible and said, "Let's have dinner."

But just as she brushed past him, out of her peripheral vision, she saw Patrick reaching out at the stack of

documents on the table.

An indescribable uneasiness rose in her heart, and she stretched her hand out to snatch it back without a second

thought.

But Patrick was a step ahead of her, he had torn the documents into pieces and tossed them into the air above

their heads! "You!" Anger shot through her entire body so violently that she was shaking.

She reached out her arms to catch the shredded information drifting down the air, but only caught a pile of

crumbs in vain.

Not willing to give up, she squatted down on the floor and tried to pull together the pieces of paper that had

been dispersed everywhere, attempting to put them back together.

Behind the fluttering flecks appeared Patrick's painstakingly handsface.

Watching Amelia as she tried to gather the pieces of paper that could no longer take shape on the ground like a

fool, he made up his mind and trampled directly on what was left of the papers under his shoes. Left with no

other choice, Amelia looked up at him.

He was always so high and mighty in her eyes that she felt she would not accomplish half as what he had even if

she had an eternity to do so!

"Beg me." His tone sounded benevolent, but his eyes were so nefarious that they might as well have turned

black altogether to resemble the devil. "I'll wait."

With that, he bent over and used his two fingers to lightly lift Amelia's chin, bringing her lips into his icy

ones.

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Hearing the familiar phone ringtone, Patrick hastily ended the punishment kiss.

He straightened up and took his phone out of his pocket, only to find that it was not ringing at all.

Which meant that...

it was Amelia's phone ringing.

She dipped her head as if her soul had left her body, she then gazed down at the pile of paper scraps on the

ground like skind of treasure!

Patrick reminded her in an unpleasant mood, "Your phone's ringing."

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