Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 655

D*mn it!

The pitiful expression on Amelia was as if she was greatly wronged.

But it was her who turned him down over and over again! It was only because of her that he stormed away from

hand spent a night outside alone in the hotel!

Since when did Patrick have to compromise with her upsetting himself so much?

Yet at this moment, with just a few words, Amelia already was in such a state of aggrievement that she was

about to break down into tears any time. As for him, he was not even upset yet!

Putting back on a straight face, Patrick coldly told her the suggestion that had been lingering on his mind for a

long time. "Instead of staying up late to plan a proposal, why don't you take snotes on how you can be a

better wife? And as soon as I'm satisfied, | can introduce a few cases with the big shots to you... and be done

with this once and for all."

Amelia knitted her brows together.

She knew Patrick would not give her any solid, good

advice.

In short, he was suggesting that when men use their brains to do business, women should do business with their

bodies instead.

Blinking away the disappointment out from the corner of her eyes, Amelia looked up at his seemingly all-knowing

handsface and said placidly, "Okay, I'll remember your advice. Can you leave now?" "No!" Patrick's eyes

constricted and locked on his prey, "If you really do remember, you should be pullingin with you now, not

pushingaway."

The implication in his words was heavily and strongly self-evident.

Amelia merely glanced at the desk in response and saw that the laptop was still on. If she invited Patrick to come

in, no doubt the project on the eastern zone would be exposed.

She could not count on him for help. And at the stime, she was afraid he would cause trouble for her at the

most critical moment. After all, he could easily destroy her chances with the few sponsors that she was about to

get the moment the tiniest dispute broke out between them.

And Apex Construction Corporation had to get their hands on the project on the east side in the shortest time!

She could not afford to make any mistakes just because of Patrick's personal needs!

After making up her mind, Amelia turned her head back and told grievously to the man who was casting

suggestive looks at her by the door, "Let's do it another day. I'm busy now."

Patrick was more than a head taller than her, and his eyesight was good too. Naturally, the scene of her messy

desktop and opened laptop all cinto his line of vision.

She was very busy indeed, and he was fully aware of this.

However, it was precisely because of this reason that made him feel so annoyed.

Because what this showed was that Amelia's eyes were truly puffed up because of business, not because he did

not return home.

Amelia's heart missed a beat when she noticed that Patrick's eyes were glued to her desk behind her. She shifted

on her feet in guilty conscience and stood in front of Patrick for fear of him finding out something he should not.

"Can you leave now? | really have to get back to work." She repeated her request to be safe.

Patrick lowered his ominous gaze and fixated on Amelia's nervous face. He grumbled dangerously,

"Looks like you still don't understand what I'm saying."

Amelia put on a softer tone and coaxed, "I know, you wantto sleep with you tonight, then you'll introduce

sclients to me, right? But | have something more important on my hand now, so can we do it another day?"

She was even more displeased than Patrick was. But because she was inferior to him in all aspects, she could

only go with his flow.

But the case was different for Patrick, he lost his temper the moment he was not satisfied. "Amelia Ramsay, is

your work so important?" "Even more important than me?" thought Patrick silently. Hobart was prioritized before

him previously. And even lifeless work cbefore him?

They were a married couple, not flatmates. Did it kill her to want him to chfor dinner and stay the

night? Or even just to look at her?

"Why are you getting so irritated?" Amelia observed him and realised that his body was basically clamouring for

srelief, which puzzled her greatly. "Didn't you say you went to the nightclub last night?"

His blood boiled in his veins. Patrick suddenly reached out to grab Amelia's arm, which was pressing onto the

door.

Startled, Amelia loosened her grip. And before she could react, Patrick pulled her towards him through the crack

of the door.

Amelia swiftly staggered into his arms. His other hand held her chin up skillfully and asked, "Do you wish that |

had spent my energy at the club?"

Amelia frowned. "Didn't you say that yourself?"

Unlike the heat emitting from Patrick's palm, his voice was so icy that it sent a chill through Amelia's heart. "I

was asking you! Even if I've gone to that kind of place and found myself a escort to accompany me, don't you

care?"

Amelia's eyes dimmed. "I..." She cared, of course.

Right at this moment, a ringtone sounded and interrupted the rest of her sentence.

Amelia pulled her head down with effort and looked toward the source of the ringtone, reminding Patrick, "Your

phone is ringing."

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Realizing that the grip on her arm had stiffened slightly, Amelia glanced at the caller ID and read it in a light and

almost inaudible way, "Unknown?"

Hearing her, Patrick's hand with the phone trembled and instantly declined the call.

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If that was Patrick's frank treatment towards Cynthia, then what was happening at this moment? The person who

called him was 'Unknown’, and yet, he had hung up the call. What else could it be if it was not guilt that he was

feeling?

Hah, who would have thought that Patrick, who walked the talk, would end up like this!

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A strange smile showed on her delicate face as Amelia said, "I see. Mr. Hopper's methods of handling matters are

as extraordinary as always, so eye-opening."