Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 288

"What do you mean?" Patrick was serious.

Amelia finally said, "That's... I didn't lie to your grandma! are you happy now!"

Patrick smiled beautifully and said, "Oh, okay."

After that, they walked out of the campus without saying a word. Amelia stood in front of his car and reluctantly said, "I'm going shopping with Florence, and we will meet later. You can go to work now."

Patrick narrowed his eyes slightly. Wasn't it too obvious that she was eager to drive him away?

"Tell me the address and I'll take you a lift."

Amelia did not hesitate. After telling the address, she sat in the passenger seat.

After Patrick put in the car key, he was not in a hurry to drive. Instead, he said, "Come with me to a place."

"Where is it?"

In the phone shop.

The reason why he brought her here was to...

Patrick explained as Amelia had wondered, "I'll compensate you a phone directly, do you mind?"

Amelia felt awkward and said, "My phone is an old model, I'm afraid I can't buy the same one."

It was a small matter that the phone was broken, but his mistrust always nagged at her.

"No one said to buy the same one." According to Patrick's generosity, if he wanted to buy one, he had to buy the best one, of course.

At this time, a smiling salesman came towards them, "Hi, Black Friday is coming soon, recently our counter is doing a buy one get one free activity. Why not take a look?".

"Sounds good." Amelia's soft words made Patrick stop going forward.

The shop salesman led them into the counter and asked them what they wanted to buy.

"I want to buy a smartphone." After a pause, Amelia added, "It's perfect if I don't have to cut my SIM card."

"Okay, wait a minute."

A moment later, the shop salesman placed a few prototypes in front of Amelia and highlighted one of them. "This pink phone is more suitable for you. This brand is doing some activities. If you buy this pink one, we will give you an extra black one, which is just right for this gentleman around you."

Amelia turned over the price tag. It was nearly 800 dollars. She thought, With Patrick's elegant identity and picky character, how could he take a fancy to this 800 bucks phone?"

But it was for her own use, so why think about him?

"I'll take it."

"Okay." The shop salesman turned around and prepared for the bill.

Patrick, who was beside her, suddenly said, "You really need to improve your taste."

Patrick wanted her to look at other phones, maybe there was a better one.

Amelia didn't think so. It didn't matter if the phone was expensive or not, what suited her was what was best.

And she was right. Patrick didn't like this type of phone.

She pretended to be relaxed and said, "Yes, I really don't have a good taste. Otherwise, why would I marry you back then?"

This was obviously a joke, but Patrick had taken it seriously!

His hand pinched her cheeks hard, forcing her to face his anger directly, "Do you regret it?"

With a slight frown, Amelia said softly, "I was joking. If I hurt your self-esteem, I'm sorry."

Patrick tore open the gentle disguise and revealed his cruel side. He said word by word, "You'd better not make such a joke. You know the consequences of what I really mean."

There was no doubt that the consequence of his actions was... divorce!

Divorce, Amelia usually didn't even dare to think about it, just the thought of it made her feel uncomfortable...

"Sir, Madam..." The salesman who came over with the receipt was startled by them. Why did the two of them seem to fight so desperately just now?

Seeing an outsider coming, Patrick slowly loosened his hand, he left bright red fingerprints on the delicate skin of Amelia without any control.

Fingerprints fade quickly, but the marks of the damage he did to her couldn't be repaired so quickly. After paying the bill, Patrick turned around and left. Amelia stood there with two cell phone cases and laughed bitterly. Why was he leaving her behind everytime?

Walked out of the door of the shop casually, Amelia thought that Patrick had left, and the familiar Lamborghini suddenly stood in front of her.

The car window rolled down, revealing Patrick's evil and unhappy face, "Why don't you get in the car?"

"No, I don't have to..." What did she say after getting in the car? Was it not awkward?

"Do you want me to invite you to get in the car?" Patrick's expression seemed to be enraged at any moment.

Amelia could only force herself to open the door. As soon as she got in the car, she immediately tilted her head and pretended to enjoy the scenery.

On the way, Patrick glanced at the plastic bag on her leg and asked coldly, "There is still one left. How are you going to deal with it?"

"Huh?" Amelia came to her senses and asked blankly, "Are you talking to me?"

Seeing that she completely ignored him, Patrick was pissed off.

"In addition to you and me, is there anyone else in the car?"

Amelia adjusted her sitting posture, so it was convenient for her to talk to him. "What did you ask me?"

Patrick repeating it again.

"Oh, you mean this black phone? I'm going to wait until this pink one is broken, and then I can replace it." Amelia said truthfully.

Patrick deliberately said, "You'll use this black phone? What a bad taste."

Bad taste? How about black stockings and black lace underwear?

Due to Patrick's temperament, Amelia did not dare to tell more, she changed the subject "When one of my friends is celebrating a birthday, I'll give him or her this phone."

Upon hearing this, Patrick was facepalm. Couldn't this stupid woman understand that he was asking her for that black phone in disguise?

She should give it over immediately, but she even said that she wanted to give it to someone else! NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Who was this "friend"? Milton? Hobart? Or Jessica?

Even if it was Jessica, he would not agree!

Seeing that he no longer sneered at her like a few seconds ago, Amelia said with a smile, "Do you think that my idea is great?"

"Amelia..." Patrick gnashed his teeth and said, "Do you know that pink phone and the black one are couple phones?"

"Hmm," Amelia said with an indifferent face, "As long as I don't say it, how would others know?"

The atmosphere in the car became awkward with her answer, and Patrick gripped the steering wheel tightly.

During the silence, Amelia frowned gently and whispered, 'Actually, I was thinking of giving you this phone..."