Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 71

Amelia's look became strange as she raised her wine glass and drank off.

After a while, another unknown call came in. Milton turned his phone off directly.

Suddenly remembering how excited Florence was when she got Milton's phone number, Amelia suspected Florence.

Seeing Amelia anxious, Milton asked, "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Amelia quickly sat upright.

This further proved that she felt guilty, so Milton asked, "Are you the one leaking my contact?"

Amelia quickly retorted, "No way!"

She answered too fast to be real. Milton poked her blushing face and threatened, "Be honest."

Alright.

Amelia briefly told Milton that Florence had asked her for his number and said, "But I'm not sure if she was really the one. Why don't you withdraw your complaint and give her a chance?"

An idea stroke Milton and he said, "Give me her phone number. I'll talk to her."

Amelia said, "You won't hurt her, will you?" NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Milton glared at her and said, "I never punish ladies but just want to teach her a lesson."

Amelia was worried and said, "Then promise me to talk to her friendly. Don't be rude to her."

Milton raised his three fingers and said, "I swear."

After Amelia gave Milton Florence's phone number, she felt that she was like a matchmaker, trying to let them know each other. But Milton and Florence really looked like a good match, what if they could tie the knot?

*

It was late at night.

Leaving Moonlight Bay, Amelia took a look at the time, but saw a missed call from Patrick. She didn't hear it as the bar was too noisy.

Milton told her to get in the car.

Amelia lowered her body and sat down. As she fastened her seat belt, she called Patrick back and he immediately picked the call.

He asked directly, "Where are you?!"

Amelia told, "Outside."

"Where exactly?" There was a hint of coldness in Patrick's voice.

His roar made Amelia unhappy and she said, "I'm almost home! That's all!"

Milton looked at her frowning face and asked, "You quarrelled?"

Amelia said with pity, "It's more miserable if there is no quarrel."

In the emergency center.

Staring at the phone that had been hung up, Patrick felt disappointed as he rushed back to pick Amelia, but only to be told by Alice that she had left.

Calculating the time when she left the hospital, she should have been at home earlier.

Then, she was outside alone, or...

On his way from the ward to the parking, Patrick felt so annoyed that his clothes rustled. He wanted to return home, immediately!

At the gate of the community.

Milton's Cayenne stopped at the gate of the house and wanted to untie the seat belt.

Suddenly two glaring lights lit up behind. She inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror and found that Lamborghini behind her was rushing to them!

Milton couldn't react at all but protected Amelia's head subconsciously.

The next second, Lamborghini directly hit the rear bumper of the Cayenne and the bumper fell on the around.

Luckily, neither Milton nor Amelia was not hurt. But this hit was more like a warning.

"This lunatic!"

Raising her head from Milton's arms, Amelia unfastened the seat belt and rushed to the car behind, kicking the tires. She stared at Patrick through the window and said word by word, "Patrick Hopper! If you want to die, just die yourself! Don't make Milton and I innocent!" "Milton and you?" Patrick stepped outside and looked at her with questions, asking "Mrs. Hopper, you forgot who your husband is?"

Milton cared about Amelia, so he got out of the car.

Seeing Milton following, Patrick's eyes turned cold and grabbed Amelia's arm to his side.

He was so strong that she cried out in pain, "Let me go! Why are you treating me like this?"

Patrick hugged her tightly and murmured, "When we get home, I'll let you know."

Milton was angry at Patrick's aggressiveness and said, "Patrick Hopper! As your wife, Amelia isn't supposed to suffer your mad mood!"

Patrick raised his chin up and said, "I'm talking to my wife. Not your business!"

Milton felt failed as Patrick Hopper was right, so he said,"... I am her friend. If you treat her badly, I have to interfere."

Patrick chuckled and said, "Mr. Cook, I didn't scold her or beat her. How dare you say that I wasn't nice to her. It's you who always followed my wife. Do you think you're right?"

Milton couldn't hold it in any more and wanted to beat Patrick.

"That's enough!" Amelia shouted and said to Milton, who was stunned, "Just go home. I'm sorry for what happened. I'll compensate your rear bumper."

Hearing this, Patrick tightened up his fingers clamping on Amelia's wrist.

Milton understood that Amelia did not want him to be in a dilemma, but he did not want Patrick to be too proud of this. Before leaving, he said, "No need to compensate. We are such good friends."

This sentence drew Patrick crazier. After Milton left, he asked her coldly, "You left your father in the hospital but drank with your 'good friend¹?"

Amelia blushed with anger, but the passers-by were all their neighbours, so she could only warn him in a low voice, "Patrick Hopper, behave yourself."

"Wow, you're aware that it's shameful?" Patrick put his left hand in the pocket and the other seized her waist. They went back to their house as if nothing happened.

Entering the door, Amelia immediately shook off his hand and said, "There's no one else here. Stop acting as sweet couples."

She thought Patrick pretended to be a nice husband in front of outsiders, who assumed him to be considerate.

With a cold face, Patrick walked into the living room and said, "From now on, don't let me see that you are together with Milton. If you want to have an affair with him, you'd better hide well and don't leave any evidence, or you'll be laughed at."

Hearing his slandering, Amelia's anger turned into laughter and said, "You know well how to pretend as if nothing happened. From now on, I'll keep it secret. Oh no... I should say, I'll hide better than you."

Intending to sit on sofa but hearing this, Patrick jumped up and asked, "You really like him?"