Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 223

"Really? " Patrick didn't want to question the truth of Cynthia's words.

It looked like she was really in pain that she was curled up and sweated in bed the last time, but when he called for a doctor, she never cooperated with the examination.

Amelia had been here yesterday, the confusion of the situation and her rebellions had made him angry enough to be indiscriminate with her, but now some details told him that he seemed to have really misunderstood Amelia.

Cynthia saw Patrick's suspicious look towards her and quickly explained, "Patrick, you must be wondering why I didn't let the doctor examine me yesterday when I was in so much pain, but today I act like nothing happened, right?"

Patrick stared at her with silent suspicion. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Cynthia bowed her head and lowered her voice, "That's because... I had my period yesterday..."

"What?" Patrick was stunned.

Cynthia blushed and continued, "Two days before my period, my abdomen always feels swollen and painful, and when I argue with Madam Amelia Ramsay, the feeling gets stronger... Actually, you're too nervous, it's just one of the physiological reactions of a woman and that was the reason I resisted the doctor. He's a man, and how am I ever going to face him if I'm allowed to be examined by him in a full-body examination while I'm in period?" "What a coincidence!" Patrick said with a faint smile.

Cynthia's hand rested lightly on her stomach and sighed softly, "Don't you believe me? But yes, Madam Amelia Ramsay is your wife, it's only right that you trust her, and who the hell... am I for you...?" Feeling sympathy and guilt, Patrick interrupted, "Stop it. I believe you.

Knocking.

Hearing the cautious knock on the door, Patrick turned around and said, "Come in."

The door was flung open, upon making contact with Cynthia's displeased look at being disturbed, the caregiver quickly put her head down, "Mr. Hopper, Cynthia, I'm so sorry, my one- year- old grandson suddenly fell down the stairs, and now the whole family is in a hurry and is calling me back immediately, I might... have no time to prepare Cynthia's dinner."

Patrick saw the caregiver's anxious look and said, "We'll be fine. You can go home earlier."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Hopper! You are really kind!"

The caregiver didn't even think to go over and ask Cynthia, because Patrick was the boss who paid her salary.

After the caregiver left, Cynthia played cutely and asked, "Who's going to take care of my dinner if you let her go?"

Patrick said lightly, "I take care of it."

After that, he pointed to the door and said, "I'm going out to make a phone call."

Cynthia watched Patrick's back with satisfaction and thought, how lucky! If it wasn't for the emergency at the caregiver's grandson, he wouldn't have been able to eat with her.

She couldn't wait to get up from the bed. Cynthia came to the cabinet, deliberately picked an elegant dress, walked into the bathroom and changed it.

On the other side...

"Amelia, I have something else to take care of tonight, so I can't go home to have dinner with you."

"Something happened?"

Patrick was just about to tell the truth, then thought of all the conflicts between Amelia and Cynthia, so he couldn't be as honest as he had been.

He opted for a good-natured lie, "Yes, there is a little problem with Roxxon, but I won't be back too late."

Amelia understood and sweetly said, "Then remember to ask your secretary to order you a takeout before you leave for work."

Patrick felt a little guilty about hearing all this.

But he heard the sound of Cynthia walking around. He was worried that he would be exposed, so he answered in a hurry, "Okay, I will."

After hanging up the phone, Patrick turned around and saw Cynthia looking graceful and charming after a good dressing.

If such a girl really couldn't have her own children in the future, how much regret would she have for the rest of her life?

Usually, at this point, he would always be tempted to feel sympathy and even guilt for Cynthia, even if he didn't want to have too much contact with her at all.

But there was no other way, he was doomed to be indebted to her from the moment she took that bullet for him.

Turn the clock back half an hour at Land of Fragrance.

Amelia came home and immediately went into the kitchen to make a nice meal and waited for Patrick to come home to reward him for the help he had given her at the cafe.

But she received a phone call from him, saying that he suddenly had some work to do and would not go home for dinner.

"Okay." Looking back at the lamb chops and champagne on the table, Amelia answered with disappointment.

At the large table, Amelia was eating lamb chops and drinking wine by herself when suddenly a text message came on her phone and she opened it to see that it was from Milton.

"Guess who I met in the restaurant tonight?"

Amelia replied indifferently: "Who?"

A few seconds later, Amelia received a photo.

In the photo, a man is using chopsticks to dish out food to a woman, and judging by the profile she recognizes the man as her husband and the woman as Cynthia!

Amelia's eyes filled with tears and she clenched her phone, wondering why he had lied to her that he was working late at the office. She'd never stopped him from seeing Cynthia, why would he lie to her?

As Amelia pondered, Milton sent a text, "Shall I go teach them a lesson? "

"No!" Amelia texted back immediately because Milton was impulsive and might create more trouble.

Thinking about it, she worriedly sent an extra text, "Milton, I know what I'm doing, so don't be impulsive."

Putting the phone down, Amelia stuck her hands weakly in her hair, and the delicious lamb chops felt like they'd lost their original flavor.

At nine o'clock in the evening.

The doorbell rang.

Amelia was watching TV in the living room, hearing the doorbell, instead of feeling happy, she felt annoyed.

Didn't Patrick have a key? He couldn't open the door himself? Was she is nanny?

Even after she decided to ignore it, the doorbell kept ringing, as if it wouldn't stop until she opened the door.

Throwing the pillow off her knee in exasperation, Amelia got up and headed towards the entrance

She opened the door and saw Patrick's face by the outside light. He was probably drunk and looked a little tired. When he saw her he grumbled, "What took you so long to open the door?"

"Oh, I was just in the shower." Amelia sidestepped unobtrusively, and as Patrick passed her, she noticed carefully that a woman's hair was smeared on his leather jacket. It was thin and long...

She closed the door and asked angrily, "Where have you been?"

Patrick loosened his tie and said, Tve told you on the phone that I was working overtime in the company."

Amelia followed up by asking, "Working overtime? Then why do you smell like alcohol?" Did he think she's stupid and easy to cheat on?