Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 214

Amelia didn't feel good about the fact that Cynthia was so young but her arms were full of pinholes.

After the injection, the nurse comforted Cynthia as she usually did and pushed the medical cart away.

Cynthia touched the wound near her belly button and continued, "I'm actually glad that I was able to help Patrick take this shot. It's a testament to my heart for him."

Amelia felt very overwhelmed, because she knew that the shot made her even more inferior!

She swallowed her sadness and pretended to be relaxed as she said, "Cynthia, you were very brave indeed. The Hopper Family and I appreciate what you did genuinely."

"Madam Amelia Ramsay," Cynthia suddenly grabbed the arm of Amelia and worded it strongly, "I don't want anyone's gratitude. I just want the love of Patrick. Do you understand? I love him so much and I'd die for him! Frankly, you don't love him!"

Amelia felt creepy out:" You let my arms go first!"

Cynthia continued to irritate her: "Why are you afraid to look at me? Is it a guilty conscience?"

Amelia struggled fiercely with Cynthia, then shook off her arm...

The force she used wasn't really much, but Cynthia suddenly wailed, and her cries were so loud that instantly caught the attention of Patrick, who was smoking in the doorway.

As Patrick stepped through the door, he heard Cynthia tearfully say to Amelia, "Madam Amelia Ramsay... I didn't seduce Patrick at all... please don't get me wrong..." All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You're sick!" Amelia cursed right back, Cynthia was as fakey as ever!

"What's happening?" Seeing Cynthia suddenly shrank up and looked like she was in a lot of pain, Patrick impulsively pulled Amelia out of the way, and Amelia stumbled backward before standing still.

Cynthia held her stomach and whispered, "Patrick, I'm so hurt..."

"Where does it hurt?" Patrick's expression turned serious.

Cynthia looked at her abdomen to show where the pain from.

Patrick was furious and scolded Amelia, "Why are you arguing with her? Don't you know she has injuries!"

What a bitch! Amelia glared at Cynthia and scoffed, "Alright, you might quickly get a doctor to look at her."

Patrick was anxious. Cynthia had been shot in the abdomen. She hadn't had her stitches removed after surgery, and if the wound had collapsed, the consequences would have been disastrous.

He quickly pressed the "emergency light" in the room and hugged Cynthia while softly reassuring her: "Relax, and take a deep breath. The doctor will be

here soon."

Cynthia was rightfully enjoying Patrick's embrace in front of Amelia.

As soon as the doctor and nurse rushed in, Patrick grabbed the doctor by the collar and said, "She's in a lot of pain. You have to apply the best and most effective medicine to heal her!"

"Yes..." the doctor said fearfully, "I know you're anxious, but you'd better get out and wait."

Patrick took Amelia with him and left.

Amelia was so numb by now that she couldn't feel the pain, even though Patrick was about to crush her wristbone at this point.

By the corridor, silence reigned, only Patrick's fierce voice echoing through it, "Amelia, you can get mad at me, but what's the point of making things difficult for Cynthia?"

Amelia broke his grip on her arm and said indifferently, "Whether she lives or dies is her own thing. It's none of my business!"

Seeing her indifference, Patrick called her out on her "ignorance", "Cynthia has hurt her abdomen. You should be more careful with your words from now on, don't irritate her."

Amelia said with contemptuous crypticness, "I irritate her? Well, if she's brave enough to rush out and take a bullet for you, what else can't she do?"

On the way to the office.

The more Amelia thought about it the angrier she became. She shouldn't have driven to the hospital to get Patrick this morning. Not only did he not need her, he also embraced another woman right in front of her and even used the fact that Cynthia was a lifesaver to force her to tame him!

The worst part was that as soon as Cynthia cried, he was sure she was the one bullying Cynthia and got mad at her for Cynthia!

Anger made Amelia lose her mind, so she stepped on the accelerator, and the nimble sports car "swish" sped away.

Just as Amelia was about to cross the street, a little girl who had run a red light suddenly popped out of the street and they both thought the other would stop.

By the time Amelia came to her senses, the front end of the car was almost scraping against the little girl's body. In the nick of time, she swerved so sharply that the front end of the car slammed into the guardrail in the center of the road!

A while later, a passerby knocked on her car window and asked if she was okay.

Amelia gripped both hands tightly on the steering wheel, settling down before saying, "I... am not dead yet."

When she looked up again, the little girl was long gone, and she couldn't tell her grievances.

Feeling unlucky, Amelia pulled the hand lever and continued driving in the direction of Roxxon Corporation.

At the Roxxon Corporation.

As soon as Amelia got out of the car, she quickly checked the front of the car. The quality of the body was good, so the hit had only scratched the paint a little, she wasn't too concerned about the external conditions, as long as it didn't affect the performance of the car.

Before entering the office, Amelia saw a man wearing a cap hanging around the front door, as if he was ready to sneak inside at any moment. She became alert, took a few steps forward and said "Hello".

The man turned around to find Amelia looking at him with an unflattering stare. He fumbled his nose in an awkward greeting, "Why you again?"

"I should ask you that," Amelia asked, pointing a finger at Shawn's face under his hat, "Where are your sunglasses and mask?"

There were employees coming in and out from time to time. Shawn uncomfortably pulled the cap over his head, hanging his head and saying to Amelia, "My agent was worried I'd run away again and temporarily confiscated them."

Amelia felt sad for Shawn's agent, since meeting such a rebellious artist was bad luck

She then asked, "What are you doing here?"

Shawn reluctantly said, "Wait for Patrick to come back."

When she heard the name "Patrick", her face quickly turned to displeasure, "Even if you wait for him, what can you do? To put it bluntly, he's deliberately trying to make things difficult for you, just to make you run back and forth over and over again when it's pouring rain, and what can you do about it? Do you want to go to court and sue him? If he insists that you are not serious about your work and that's the reason for the frequent NG, who are you going to talk to? Don't forget who's in charge of Northville!"

Shawn, being a national idol, was in a nasty mood following Amelia's yelling, he glared at her and said, "Don't think just because you were the one who took me to the hospital yesterday that you have any right to meddle in my affairs. Who the hell are you?"