Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 154

"Do you know each other?" The beautiful woman smiled gently and said, "Since you know each other, it will be easier. Daniel, please send this young lady to repair her car."

After a moment of surprise, Daniel's expression returned to normal, "Ms. Lin, if you're busy, you can leave first. I'll handle this."

Ms. Lin smiled to Daniel so coquettishly that even Amelia felt strange, "Then sorry to trouble you."

After a pause, Ms. Lin nodded at Amelia and drove away.

Daniel raised his glasses and said to Amelia, "Let's go."

Amelia turned her head away in disgust, "If I knew that you would come, I wouldn't have waited for you. You should leave as soon as possible."

Daniel was a little angry. He walked past Amelia without saying a word, but he didn't leave. Instead, he picked up her electrical bicycle on the road and put it into his car.

"I'll take it away. It's up to you whether you want to follow me or not."

Amelia was stunned, "What are you going to do?"

Daniel thought for a while and said, "The electrical bicycle is too old. How about sending it to the garbage station?"

Finally, Amelia had no choice but to get on Daniel's car. She didn't feel relieved until she personally supervised him to send the electric bicycle to a formal repair shop.

"I'm leaving." After that, Amelia couldn't wait to get off the car.

Daniel turned his head and looked at Amelia, "Aren't you going to ask me about the relationship between me and Ms. Lin?"

Amelia waved her hand indifferently, "I don't want to know." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Originally, Daniel was happy to see Amelia, but when he heard her words, his heart sank.

It seemed that Amelia really didn't love him anymore.

Thinking of this, Daniel suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "I remember that you always liked to ask about my relationship with other women in the past."

Amelia said mockingly, "That was before, it is Brittany who cares about it now."

Hearing her cold and estranged words, Daniel thought of the fact that he was just her sister's boyfriend at the moment. He was a little unhappy and pressed the accelerator hard. The speed of the car was very fast.

Amelia's face turned pale as she cursed angrily, "Didn't you hear what I said? I want to get off the car!"

Daniel said, "Here is far from the company where you work. I'll drive you there."

Amelia couldn't stand him anymore, "Daniel, don't be like this! Don't you think that your concern for me is very hypocritical and disgusting?"

Daniel's eyes were filled with anger, "Do you think I'm hypocritical and disgusting?"

"Yes!"

Daniel held the steering wheel hard and smiled coldly, "I don't care. At least it means that you still have some feelings for me in your heart!"

Amelia was so angry that the corner of her mouth trembled in anger, "Daniel, if you don't let me get off, I'll jump off the car!"

Daniel was stunned for a moment, then he quickly locked the car door.

Amelia got so annoyed that she kicked the car door for a few times. But she used too much strength and her waist hurt again.

Daniel glanced at her with the corner of his eye. Seeing that she stopped struggling and was sniffing, he slowed down the speed of the car because he thought that she couldn't escape anyway.

However, Amelia didn't feel better. Instead, she was writhing in pain on the car seat.

Daniel frowned and took her back to his apartment unconsciously.

"Where is here?"

When the car stopped, Amelia greeted her teeth to restrain the pain. She raised her head and glared at Daniel who had gotten off the car and stood outside the car window.

"My house." Daniel said blandly. He raised his hand and opened the door for her.

Amelia stared at the high-end housing estate and said to Daniel coldly, "Is this the new house you bought for Brittany? There is still one year left before her graduation. Do you want to live with her that much?"

"I said that this is my home." Daniel stressed.

Amelia sneered in her heart. His house was Brittany's house, too.

"Since you're here, how about coming in and sitting for a while?" Daniel suggested.

Amelia lay on the seat. She didn't want to get off the car and couldn't move at all, "No, thanks. I want to go back to my own house."

Being repeatedly refused by Amelia, Daniel got a little annoyed. He raised his arm and tried to pull her out of the car.

However, before he could completely pull her out of the car, he heard her gulp in pain. Then he found that her nose was sweating and her body was trembling violently.

"What's wrong with you?" Daniel asked worriedly.

Amelia waved his hand away and said, "It's none of your business!"

Daniel reached out his hand again and took out Amelia's phone from her leather bag. Then he said decisively, "I'll call Patrick!"

He could not watch as something bad happened to

Amelia. Otherwise, he should be responsible for that.

Upon hearing Patrick's name, Amelia made an unexpected move, which was to cover the phone screen with her hand, "No!"

Daniel stopped and asked with doubts, "Why?"

Amelia's eyes were filled with pain and self-mockery. Patrick was busy taking care of Cynthia, and he wouldn't have time to care about her.

She glanced at Daniel and said in a low voice, "I'm fine. Don't make a fuss about it."

Daniel glared at her, "Then let me see what's wrong with you!"

Amelia felt painful, but she sneered at Daniel, "No! You're not a doctor!"

Daniel said in frustration, "You can't move now. Can I call a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for you?"

"Okay." Amelia said.

Although she was injured, she gave Daniel a feeling that she was like a prond queen who would never give in.

After helping Amelia into his apartment, Daniel said to her in a extremely gentle voice, "What's wrong with you? You have to tell me in what way you're not feeling well."

Amelia glanced at the decoration inside the apartment and was stunned. She had discussed this style with Daniel in college and he said that her idea was not cost-effective, but he adopted her idea.

As she thought so, she said, "My waist was hit."

Daniel was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered, "Is Patrick too crude on bed?"

Amelia nodded and said deliberately, "Yes, you are really smart."

Daniel's temples pulsed, but he gently put Amelia on the sofa in the living room. Then he opened the curtains so that the sunshine could shine in.

Half an hour later, the doctor of traditional Chinese medicine came over. After Daniel went out of the room, Amelia showed the doctor her wounded part.

The doctor was more than fifty years old, he said with a trembling voice, "It's a soft tissue trauma. I have to treat you with acupuncture and massage."