Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 244

As Patrick fell asleep, he lost his usual aloof attitude and instead became approachable. Amelia looked at him, suddenly fascinated.

The next second, the phone next to Patrick's vibrated continuously with "buzz", bringing Amelia back to her senses.

She looked at the sleeping Patrick, who was getting a little irritated by the ringing, and thoughtfully muted it, then she took his phone and ducked into the bathroom to press the answer button.

In her haste, Amelia didn't pay attention to who was calling, and her look changed when a delicate "Patrick" came from the other side of the phone.

"Patrick, I miss you very much. Can you talk to me?" Cynthia said to "Patrick".

Amelia smiled irony and said, "If you have something to say, you can tell me."

After taking a deep breath, she heard Cynthia's nervous voice after a while. "Madam Amelia Ramsay?"

"It's me." Amelia said gently, "Can't you fall asleep? Let me tell you a story. What do you think?"

Cynthia felt awkward, "Well... okay."

Amelia really started to make up a story with emotion, "In the past, there was a mistress. She liked to call a married man in the middle of the night. At the end, can you guess what happened to her?"

Cynthia didn't reply.

Seeing that she did not answer, Amelia went on to say, "She is dead." She did not forget to strengthen the keywords. "She was dumb to die. Do you know why?"

Cynthia asked in a dull voice, "Why?"

Amelia softly said, "It's late at night. The man's wife was so disturbed by the mistress's phone call that she couldn't sleep. Do you think she can make the mistress live a good life?"

Toot, toot, toot—

Amelia smirked as she looked at the phone that Cynthia had abruptly hung up on.

The next day.

The sun scattered into the cold ward. A gust of wind blew, and Patrick's eyelids were aroused.

He opened his eyes and got up from the folding chair. At the same time, the blanket slipped to the ground.

Amelia just bought breakfast and coffee from the outside. When she came in and saw that he was awake, she smiled and said, "I bought a coffee that you may like to drink. Have a try?"

Taking over the coffee she handed over, he found that the sign printed on the cup was indeed the one he liked very much. He didn't expect that Amelia would do such a thing for him in the morning.

At this time, Patrick noticed her neatly dressed and asked, "Why are you dressed up so fashionably?" "Have you forgotten? I'm going to shoot the

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After Patrick took a sip of coffee, he pretended to ask unintentionally, "Would you like to defer the shooting time?"

In fact, Patrick had planned to allow Amelia to take a long leave since George was hospitalized, but she said...

"No, I don't want to waste the manpower and material resources of our company in the crew."

Patrick smiled. He had to admit that he was satisfied with her answer.

Before Amelia left, he warned, "Remember, except for necessary interactions, you'd better keep a distance from Shawn."

"Don't worry, I won't." Amelia didn't forget what Shaw's fans did to her yet.

Upon hearing this, Patrick relieved.

"I'll be off then," as if remembering something, Amelia continued, "By the way, remember to have Alice come over before you go to work. I'll feel worried if there is no one to look after my dad."

"Well, I see." After seeing her out, Patrick thought for a while and took out his phone to call the secretary.

The secretary asked earnestly, "Boss, I'm in a cafe now. Do you still want to drink your coffee without milk or sugar?"

Patrick looked down at the coffee in his hand. The sip he had just drunk warmed his heart, which was completely different from the feeling that it was bought by his secretary. "You don't have to buy it for me today. I need you to do something else."

"I'm listening."

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It was rare for Amelia to come here. On the contrary, Milton was the one who frequently visited Roxxon. Since she was not familiar with this company, she had contacted Milton beforehand.

As soon as she parked the car in the parking lot, she saw a Porsche stayed to her left side, Amelia rolled down the window calmly and greeted to the owner of the Porsche, "Hi!"

Milton's loving eyes stared at the smile on Amelia's face, then responded to her greeting.

"Have you recovered from your coughing?" Amelia pointed to his throat.

Milton's face became bad at the mention of it, "I'm good with it, by the way, didn't you say on the phone that you had something to tell me? What is it?"

Amelia stopped smiling and told him about George's accident.

Afterward, Milton pretended to say solemnly, "My future father-in-law is in hospital. How can you told me just now?"

His expression was as if he wanted nothing more than run to George and serve him immediately.

"Bullsh*t!" Amelia laughed because of his exaggerated expression.

Then Milton got serious, frowned and said, "Your dad is in the hospital, and you are still working. Why don't you just take some time off."

Amelia rationalized, "Dad has Alice watching during the day and me at night. We take turns, so we don't hold up work."

Milton said enthusiastically, "If you feel lonely and cold by yourself at night, you can summon me to keep you company."

"Thank you in advance, gentleman." Amelia said while getting out of the car, "However, Patrick has the intention of guarding the night with me."

The smile on Milton's face faded quickly. He slammed the car door shut and then approached Amelia. He stopped when he was one step away from her. "You always spare no effort to make me jealous, don't you want me to give up for you?" Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Amelia widened her eyes, but then she thought of Sierra's words. Milton's affection in her would delay his search for his own love.

"Milton, I'm sorry, I..."

"You don't have to say it." Milton didn't want Amelia's apology, which meant she was rejecting him. "I have a blind date in the afternoon. Do you know what it means? I may soon have a girlfriend."

Amelia cheered up. "Are you serious?"

Milton confusingly glanced at her and asked, "You seem like happy?"

Under his compelling gaze, Amelia lowered her head and stared at her toes like a child who had done something wrong.

Milton could not bear to see her like this, and as soon as she showed weakness, he became soft.

"Forget it, as long as you are happy." Milton said with self- pity. After saying that, he turned around and walked in front of Amelia.

"Milton!" Amelia called his name behind him. She looked at him as if she was looking at her own brother who had accompanied her for many years. "I just hope you can find your own love."