Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 665

Faced with Patrick's livid demeanour, Amelia made an unexpected move on Patrick after a split second of

decision.

She stood on her tiptoes and threw herself onto him, holding his torso in her arms.

That was not all. She then buried her face, which Patrick both loved and resented, into his chest. Mumbling

against his pecs, she said, "And thank you for tonight. My phone ran out of battery suddenly, which made you

worried for nothing. | did not even think you would send someone out to find me. I... | even thought you were

asleep..."

Patrick wanted to smack her. Seriously!

How could he fall asleep when she was missing!

Just as Patrick raised his hand and was about to deal a blow at her, Amelia looked up at him. Her innocent

appearance made him retract his hand without his notice. "Look, am | not safe and sound? Be good now, don't

lose your temper."

Leaving the stream of sweet bombardment behind her, Amelia ran to her room without giving Patrick any tto

react.

At the sound of the click of the door in the secondary bedroom, Patrick turned around and steadied himself on

the nearest railing, feeling both annoyed and delighted.

She had becsmarter, knowing to distract him by locking him into an embrace, then took the opportunity to

run away when he was caught by surprise.

Forget it... That was fine.

If they had continued talking, he was afraid that he would lose control of himself again!

The first thing Amelia did when she returned to her room was to charge her phone, which she took from her bag.

Then, she leaned on the table with a frustrated sigh. Staring at the screen that being lit up upon connecting to

the plug, she complained softly, "Oh, you... If you worked just a little longer, there wouldn't be so many

misunderstandings. Alas..."

But at the end of the day, she could not blit on her phone.

After all, Amelia had been using her phone since early morning when she entered the office until late afternoon

when she got off work. The number of customers that she needed to call was countless. No matter how fully

charged it was, it was bound to be depleted!

Just a few seconds after Amelia pressed the 'power' button, a text message popped up on the screen.

She clicked on it. There were only three words on it, but it sent shards of ice through her heart.

"The baby's gone."

She did not even address Amelia, nor did she bother to greet her. There was not even any punctuation.

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Amelia could imagine Alice's ashen face through the text message she sent her.

She could not help wanting to call Alice. But when she was about to click on Alice's number, her finger halted in

midair and retreated slowly.

She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. She had already done her best...

The next day.

On her way downstairs for breakfast, Amelia ran into Huxton at the top of the stairs. She walked over and said,

"Hey, you're up?"

Huxton stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Amelia. "Good morning, madam. Breakfast is ready."

"Okay." Amelia nodded then walked past Huxton.

When Amelia brushed past him, Huxton's hand rose and fell, and at the stime, a listening bug that was

tinier than an eye of a needle was stuck to the back of Amelia's collar.

"Oh, by the way!" Amelia whipped her head around suddenly, staring at him. "Did you know | went out last night

for something urgent?"

Under Amelia's gaze, Huxton slowly lowered his hand and nodded as if nothing had happened. "I know."

Amelia gritted her teeth. Patrick lied to her!

Since Huxton knew that she went out in the middle of the night, he must have known where she had gone to.

But Patrick only picked on her for going to the police station. He was deliberately finding fault with her!

Amelia spewed in a flurry, "Since that's the case, then you should know what I did when | was out, right? How

about you testify forin front of Patrick... He'll believe you!"

Huxton stood his ground and said, "Madam, due to sspecific reasons, | have no clue about where you were

nor about what you were doing. If sir hadn't found that you weren't in the secondary bedroom, no one at home

would have known that you left in the middle of the night."

"What!" Amelia's entire being withered. So this mean that she had lost her principal witness?

Huxton shot a glance at the listless Amelia. He still knew a little about Daniel being locked up at the police

station in the south of the city.

"The person sir sent to the police station found madam's car at the entrance. So, we could only figure out that

you were there. As for the other places you went to... You have to explain it yourself." Amelia sighed. "I can tell

him, but it doesn't mean he'll believe me."

Huxton consoled her, "Sir was only extremely worried about you for him to make the wrong judgment. It will be

fine if you explain to him in patience."

Amelia replied sullenly, "I've already explained to him nicely last night, but Patrick's temper is just downright

acrid and stubborn. | don't feel like explaining myself to him again."

Huxton looked at her intently. "If explaining it once doesn't work, then tell him twice. If it still doesn't work, then

repeat it three times. Knowing sir's temperament, it will only backfire on you if you confront him head-on. Don't

even think about giving him the silent treatment, it will only worsen your relationship with him."

Amelia watched Huxton and said sincerely, "You do know him very well."

Huxton fixed his gaze ahead and

flashed a faint smile. "I have been

following him since | was a teenager.

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tind \th SPoliarity | have with him

never wavered." Naturally and

unknowingly, the two of them stood

side-by-side in the corridor and began

to chat. They did not even realize

when Patrick cout of this room.

Watching them from behind as they chattered on, Patrick's face frosted.

He could no longer remain silent when a burst of sweet laughter from Amelia rang in his ears.

He approached them and asked with a forced smile, "Are you guys having a nice chat?"

Amelia immediately stopped giggling at the sound of his voice and anxiety showed on her face at once.

She was nervous because they were

just secretly discussing about Patrick

when he was young. How could she

not be startled ES was zalght

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Taking in the subtle changes in her

face, Patrick's face turned gloomy.

Huxton was frantic at the sight of it

and hastily said, "Sir, madam, I'll go

downstairs and get you both

breakfast." Amelia responded, "Thank

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"You're welcome, madam."

Huxton did not even dare to look at Amelia when he said that, only dipping his head and disappearing

from Patrick's sight as fast as he possibly could.

Amelia peered sideways at Patrick.

Amelia asked him in slight irritation

when she saw him fiercely staring at

her without sayin wod ADIGht

PesgEeroo AAR You still

haven't gotten over it?" Patrick

reached out and place his palms on

her blushed cheeks. He then stroked

her cheeks with his fingers and

asked, in thought, "What did you talk

about with Huxton? Why is your face

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"Really?" Amelia subconsciously rubbed her cheeks on her shoulders to offset the strange tingle she felt at

Patrick's touch. "Maybe it's the warm weather."