Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 697

Hearing that Patrick had let her go, Amelia slipped away as fast as lightning. Patrick could not help but let out a

soft snort when he saw her pathetic look.

If it were not for the fact that he brought her along for a high-intensity training the previous night, he would have

taken the opportunity to punish her!

Outside the door.

Amelia's face changed immediately after she had escaped from the jaws of death.

She hurried downstairs while kept shouting, "Huxton! Cout! | want to talk to you!"

Huxton really had an acute sense of hearing. Before Amelia could say anything, Huxton appeared.

"Madam, you were looking for me?"

"Yes!" Amelia glared at him with a cold look that Huxton had never seen before. "Let's have a chat out there!"

Huxton's gaze unconsciously drifted to the study room on the second floor, revealing a hint of profound meaning.

"Madam..."

Noticing Huxton's stare, Amelia put on her confidence and said, "Say no more! This is a private matter between

us. Even your master can't save you! You'd better cout withnow. | want a one-on-one fight with you!"

Huxton lowered his head and swept his eyes over his body. Then he turned to look at the slender, paper-like

Amelia. He wondered where she got the confidence from to fight him one-on-one.

Outside the house.

Pausing behind Amelia, Huxton asked calmly, "Madam, why did you callout?"

Amelia thought to herself, "Oh, so you wanted to continue acting!"

She folded her leg together and looked at him angrily. She then said, "I had only made a call and told a white lie

in front of you and Scarlett? Didn't | apologized to you after the incident?" "Yes, madam, you did apologize."

Huxton did not deny this.

Amelia's face was full of grief and indignation. "Then is this how you repay me? You told my conversation with

Ryker this morning...to that tyrant Patrick! And you didn't even miss a word! What you did had greatly hurt my

heart!"

"Madam! There is one thing that | must explain to you." Huxton's tone did not change and his attitude was still

the same. "I don't know anything about what you've said today, because... the device is in sir's ears."

Amelia suddenly went silence...

Five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds...

Fluxton glanced at Amelia who was petrified and said sympathetically, "Well, after you went to work this

morning, Sir suddenly mentioned about the bug I installed on your body. He said that it seems fun and forcefully

took it over from me."

Knowing the truth, Amelia's tears fell down. "Why didn't you tellearlier?"

Even a phone call would be better than none.

Huxton looked at her and said in a low voice, "Sir didn't allowto tell."

Amelia was having a tearless grief. At last, she pointed at him feebly and said, "You...you've just sold your friend

for glory! If | had known it earlier, | wouldn't have helped you and Dr. Scarlett!"

The corners of Huxton's mouth twitched. "Madam, sir is my master. There's nothing wrong forto be loyal to

him!"

"Wait!" Suddenly, Amelia had a bad feeling. With a stern look in her eyes, she raised her hand and touched

Huxton's ear...

Huxton wanted to dodge subconsciously but soon he realized that Amelia was going for his ears.

As such, he stood still and allowed her hand to fall on him.

Amelia carefully searched Huxton's left ear, then she touched his right ear. After confirming what she was

thinking, she cried, "Argh...the bug, it couldn't be with your master right now, could it?" Huxton said cruelly, "Yes,

he has been staying in the study room since he got home. | saw that he was in a bad mood, so I didn't dare to

ask it back from him."

Hearing this, Amelia's face was filled with despair. She had just scolded Patrick for being a 'tyrant'. If it were to

spread to his ears, then she...

She silently spat a mouthful of blood inside. She must have been an unforgivable sinner in her previous life. This

must be the reason why she was tortured by so many people in this life. "Why didn't you tellsuch an

important thing before | cout of the house?"

"It's you who toldnot to say anything." Huxton indicated that he should not want to be blamed.

Amelia's body swayed.

"Madam, as things have turned to be right now. Please... take care of yourself."

As the voice fell, Huxton walked into the house.

Although his expression did not change, he could not help but raise his lips slightly.

She deserved it, since she made him a fool in front of the person he loved!

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Amelia took a day off, and she planned to visit Jessica's cafe.

When passing through Patrick's master bedroom, Amelia found that the door of the master bedroom was open

and Patrick was standing in front of the mirror. He was elegantly buttoning his shirt from top to bottom, then the

cufflinks and his tie...

Patrick's methodical action made Amelia's mind wander.

However, wasn't he spending a little more ttidying up his attire compared to usual?

This made her she felt that he might be having skind of important date.

Inside the master bedroom.

After adjusting his necktie in front of the mirror, Patrick noticed a shadow standing at the door out of the corner

of his eye.

Frowning, he looked out reflexively, only to see that there was no one outside the door.

After making sure that no one was there, Patrick kept his glance away and put on his suit jacket.

Outside the door, Amelia was leaning against the wall and gasping for breath. She was annoyed as she bit her

lips. She did not understand what she was doing for acting like a thief.

"If | want to see it, | can just look at him naturally!" She thought.

But when she heard Patrick's footsteps getting closer and closer, Amelia's feet, which had just stepped out,

shrank back instantly.

She raised her hand to rolled up her hair and acted as if she had just passed by. Then she happened to run into

Patrick. "Hey, good morning!"

Hearing her greeting, Patrick raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you been standing here all the time?"

"No, | just cover." Amelia was lying with her eyes wide open.

She would not admit that she was like an anthomaniac, standing secretly at the door and watched him dressed

himself up!

It seemed that he really was overthinking.

Patrick asked, "Your attire. Are you going out?" "Yeap," Amelia said. "I'm going to visit Jessica."

Patrick did not interfere. "I'm going out too. Let's go together."

Amelia knew that what he meant was to go to the garage to pick up the car. She nodded and said, "Okay."

In the underground garage.

Before Patrick opened the Lamborghini's door, Amelia took the opportunity and asked, "By the way, you haven't

toldwhere are you going yet?"

Patrick's eyes darkened and answered smoothly, "I'm using the weekend to meet a few of my high school

classmates."

Seeing the thoughtful look on Amelia's face, Patrick thought for a while and took the initiative and said. "If you

don't trust me, why don't you cwith me?"