Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 859

Kiara immediately put the broom against the wall and walked up to Brittany. She then asked, "Ms. Brittany, what can I do for you?"

Brittany lifted her chin and asked, "Do you know why Patrick is here?"

Kiara blurted out, "Ms. Brittany, Mr. Hopper is hereto persuade your sister to go back with him."

Brittany was stunned. "What did you say?"

"Oh, by the way, based on what I remembered, this isn't the first time that Mr. Hopper had visited us."

Kiara mentioned that she remembered seeing Patrick sleeping on the floor in Amelia's room by accident.

Brittany's mind went blank when she heard that. She did not even notice when Kiara left.

She had always thought that Amelia was abandoned by Patrick, so she ran back to their parents' home.

However, she would never have thought that the one being abandoned was Patrick!

At Land of Fragrance.

When Amelia returned home, she found that the house was empty, not even a shadow could be seen. Paisley and the men in black that would be there was nowhere to be found too.

Right at this moment, Rick came out of his doghouse while wagging his tail. He shook his head upon seeing them and he looked cute and lovely.

He walked towards Amelia and lay down right on her shoes. Hethen raised his head and looked at Amelia with his tongue poking out.

Amelia knew that Rick was lying on the ground like this because he wanted someone to pet him.

She squatted down and patted Rick from head to tail, Rick was enjoying it so much that he started to gurgle.

After a while, Amelia let go of Rick who was totally enjoying the petting, she then stood up and asked Patrick who had been staring at them, "So, why did you want me to come back?"

Patrick pointed to the sofa next to him. "Don't worry. It's still early. Let's sit down for a while first."

Amelia threw a few glances at him and then sat down on another sofa.

Seeing that she was nervous, Patrick could not help but feel helpless. "Just relax, I'm your husband. Do you think I will harm you?"

Amelia complained relentlessly, "In fact, you have done a lot of things to hurt me."

Patrick was speechless for a moment before he emphasized, "That was in the past!"

"Who knows?" Amelia answered with a smile.

All of a sudden she felt relieved after taunting Patrick.

She even forgot that she was a guest here and poured herself a glass of water.

The glass, the electric kettle.

She had already used these things thousands of times. If she would need to hand it to Sissi one day then she would...

Hiss!

As she was lost in her thoughts, Amelia felt a burning sensation on her fingertip.

When she came back to her sense, she frowned as the boiling hot water was spilling out from the cup she was holding and she was scalded by it.

She endured the pain and placed the cup on the tea table. Amelia was at a loss for a moment. Why would she be thinking about Sissi at a moment like this. She even scalded herself, that was really a big loss for her.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Patrick took a few steps forward and grabbed her hand that was scalded. He glared at her angrily and shouted. "Stupid woman! You can't even pour yourself a glass of water and yet you want to move out, I'm sure bad things would happen to you all the time!"

Amelia was so embarrassed and she wanted to pull her hand back. "It was just an accident. Let go of me."

Patrick let out an exasperated expression and said, "Stop twisting around. Stay still!"

As he spoke, he gently blew on her finger that was scalded. The burning pain then faded quickly. After a while when the pain had faded, Amelia stopped Patrick from continuing, "It's no longer painful, let go, please"

Patrick squatted down in front of her, it was obvious that he was worn out by continuously blowing on Amelia's finger but as he heard Amelia stopping him, he said reluctantly "No, I have to lick it for it to recover quicker."

Amelia went speechless

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Just as Patrick was about to lick Amelia's finger, the doorbell rang.

Patrick's face was dead calm but he was already cursing in his heart.

Amelia asked softly, "Who would it be?" Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"I don't know!" Patrick said angrily.

He straightened up and stomped his way towards the door.

Amelia did not understand why was he furious out of a sudden. Was it because that she had scalded her fingers?

A few seconds later, Patrick greeted a group of people with a sullen face.

The team consisted of three people, namely Owen, Scarlett and Huxton.

When Amelia saw Huxton, she stood up from the sofa and called out excitingly, "Huxton!"

Huxton's eyes met hers. He looked at her with a complicated expression. "Madam."

Enough!

Patrick glared at the two men in front of him. They had just entered his house and they were already eye-flirting with his wife. Did they just ignore the fact that he was there?

Just as he was about to interrupt them, he heard Owen say, "Aren't you going to invite us to take a seat?"

Patrick had nowhere to vent his anger. "It's not like this is the first time you're here. Just sit anywhere you want," he said.

"Oh. Then, I'll sit next to Amelia then." Owen smiled faintly.

Patrick was speechless.

On the other side, Amelia was already chatting with Huxton and Scarlett. "How are you guys doing?"

Amelia knew that Scarlett had always been living alone.

And since there was one more person staying with her, it would definitely bring inconvenience to her even though he was her boyfriend.

Hearing this, Scarlett looked sideways and said to Huxton, "Turn around and don't eavesdrop."

Huxton pursed his lips and turned around.

Seeing this, Amelia was surprised and she secretly sighed because there was another person in this world that could order Huxton around except Patrick.

"Let me tell you..." After making sure that Huxton had turned around, Scarlett whispered in her ear, "He is very well-behaved. He would sleep in the room next door when I ask him to do so. What's more, he takes good care of all the chores. He will make breakfast for me before I go to work. He will bring me lunch during lunch break. After work, he will cook dinner for me. He even washed my garments for

me..."

"Wow!" Amelia cried out in a low voice and could not help glancing at Huxton.

"Keep your voice down!" Scarlett hissed. Seeing that Amelia nodded her head, Scarlett continued, "It's not me who forced him to do this but he's the one insisting on doing so."

Amelia said, "I'm sure you won't, he really loves you. So naturally, he would be willing to do all these for you."

Scarlett's face turned red. "He... he's not as good as you said!"

If he was not that good, then why was her face become so red?

After Scarlett had recovered a little, she said to Amelia again, "By the way, the reason why we're here this time is..."

"Amelia, can I sit here?" An abrupt voice interrupted the conversation but no one was bothered by it.

"Of course you may, Owen." Amelia smiled.

Scarlett took a glance at Owen and decided that she could keep her words for later.

When Owen sat on the left side of Amelia, Patrick came over unwillingly and sat down on Amelia's right.