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Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 807
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Chapter 807

Huxton looked at Amelia with mixed emotions. His throat as well as his eyes were extremely dry. "Con, get

on the car withnow. Let's talk in the car!"

As Amelia spoke, she dragged Huxton into the car.

Following that, she drove the car and soon they disappeared from the sight of the men in black.

Each of them had a serious look on their faces. Someone then said, "Madam has gone with Huxton. Quick, make

a phone call to inform sir!"

On the other side.

After driving the car away from Land of Fragrance, Amelia casually parked the car on the wide and deserted

street.

She let go of the steering wheel and turned around to ask Huxton who was hanging his head, "What are you

going to do next?"

Huxton did not say a word. He himself did not know what to do either.

He had been following Patrick since he was young. He had learned all the skills for him. The only purpose of his

life over the years was to serve

Patrick, but now his master said, 'l don't need you anymore."

What should he do?

Amelia saw the confusion on his face and felt a sense of guilt. He becembroiled in this because of her. "Well,

if you have any relatives or somewhere to stay in Northville, I'll help you settle down first, and then find a chance

to beg for Patrick's mercy!"

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Hearing this, Huxton becmore depressed. "Hmmm, | was an orphan. My adoptive parents abandoned me

when | was twelve years old. | made a living by swindling in the city. Then, there was a twhen | was beaten

up by a group of security guards under the bridge. It was Mr. Hopper who found me."

Without having to listen to the latter part of the story, Amelia could guess that Huxton had already made up his

mind to return Patrick's favour of saving his life by serving him until his last breath.

"A few years ago, he was hurt by Sissi and left the castle forto take care of. Then he travelled abroad by

himself. At that time, | couldn't always be with him, but at least | knew that he needed me. Unlike now..."

Even though Huxton had downplayed his past, it was not difficult for Amelia to learn about his dependence on

Patrick. What an ungrateful person!

All the more reason why she hated Patrick.

Rolling her eyes, Amelia thought of a person who could cheer Huxton up. She said happily, "Huxton, | have a

place for you now."

Huxton said distractedly, "Madam, you'd better forget about it if it's your house. Ms. Brittany doesn't like me."

"No..."

"If it's a hotel, then there's no need to splurge out on that."

"No! It's definitely a good place for you to be happy and forget everything!"

After that, Amelia turned the car around and headed in another direction before Huxton could voice his doubts.

At the stime, at Golden Sunshine...

‘Golden sunshine’ was the nof a high-end residential building along the river. At this time, a man and a

woman were standing outside a house that was being renovated.

The woman was so beautiful that the renovators in the house frequently looked back at her.

Seeing this, the woman did not show any emotion, but in fact, she was beaming inwardly.

Turning around, the woman glanced at the man next to her obsessively. "Patrick, thank you for coming to check

on the house today."

Hearing this, Patrick impassively grunted in reply. His hand was still holding the cigarette and it never seemed to

stop. Though he knew clearly that Sissi could not stand the smell, he just could not help the selfish part of him.

Seeing this, Sissi did not say anything. She just reminded him before the cigarette butts were about to burn out,

"It's already evening. It's tto let the workers get off work."

Patrick threw the cigarette butt into the garbage box next to him and said to Sissi, "Go ahead then. I'll wait for

you at the door."

The room was in a mess, filled with powder and paint. Patrick had always given it at wide berth.

"Okay." Sissi responded. She entered the room and clapped her hands. With her chin slightly raised, she said

with a noble look, "Let's call it a day. Everyone, you can get off work now." The workers intended to tease a

beauty like Sissi, but then they remembered that Patrick was standing at the door like a devil. They did not dare

to act rashly and left one after another. Sissi was the last one to get out. She pulled the doorknob close and

locked it. Then she smiled and said to Patrick, "What are your next plans?"

Food? Shopping?

Sissi was so excited. She then heard Patrick say, "Let's go to your parents’ house."

Sissi's smile froze. She did not expect Patrick to remember this. She suddenly remembered that it was the

weekend which happened to be the appointment that had been set earlier by Patrick and her.

Ah! It was no wonder he would take the initiative to call her. It was all because of this!

Looking down, she tried to hide the emotional wave that passed over her. When Sissi looked up again, she

smiled and said, "But | haven't contacted them for many years. | don't know if they have moved..." "I've already

checked beforehand. They are still living in the splace," said Patrick.

Sissi bit her lower lips and suddenly changed her tone. "Patrick, can we... not go there?" Patrick took a glance at

her quietly.

She folded one arm across her chest and said softly, "I am really ashamed to go back to see them! The

consequences would be unthinkable especially if | told them about the divorce with my ex-husband. Please don't

provoke them given the fact that they are already old. Just let them treatas if | was dead."

Patrick had been upset before coming here. Since Sissi had gone back on her words, he could not help but said

derisively. "Sissi, when did you becso gutless? Why can't you take the courage you used to play with me

and Sawyer to meet your parents?"

Hearing this, Sissi could not help but burst into tears. "Patrick, do you have to hurtwith my past mistakes? |

have already paid for it. Look atnow. My parents didn't recognize me. My ex-husband forced me. | was

isolated and fled back to Northville like fugitive. Isn't it miserable enough?"

Patrick was in a panic because of her crying. Amelia's face and Sissi's face appeared and were interchanging

before his eyes. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the cold face of Amelia. He then blurted out, "Sorry, | didn't mean

to hurt you!"

When the words were out, Sissi grinned, but Patrick's thoughts had drifted away...

Sissi took advantage of the situation and said, "It doesn't matter. | know you're just so eager to letreunite

with my parents that you voiced without thinking. | don't blyou..."

Sissi's crying face looked beautiful, but her smile was even more stunning. However, she did not notice that

Patrick's mind had not been on her for a while.

"Then..." Sissi grabbed the hem of Patrick's shirt

lightly and asked further, "May | not go hfor the tbeing?"

Sissi kept asking questions. Patrick had to cto his senses and stare at her. "Are you sure?"