Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 302

Stupid sister! Always not helping him!

Patrick said indifferently, "You don't know anything."

Florence retorted, "Of course I understand! Don't you forget that when we were kids we had two bulldogs, one for you and one for me, and we took care of them until they died, and... Hey, didn't you like dogs back then?"

Upon hearing this, Amelia finally took her attention off the dog and went to Patrick, "You don't hate dogs, do you?"

Ashley seized the opportunity, reached down and grabbed Patrick by the leg of his pants and said, "Uncle Patrick, you're lying. You obviously love dogs!"

Patrick pushed Ashley's hand away in a particularly callous manner, "Stop it! Well take it off later after dinner."

Amelia stopped stroking the puppy and said disapprovingly, "What? Even the pet shelter should be closed at this late hour, right?"

Ashley was speechless with disappointment.

Patrick felt uneasy being stared at by Amelia as if he were a man with heinous sins. After thinking for a few seconds, he stepped back and said, "Then take it away tomorrow morning. I'll take it out by myself!"

"Boohoo..." Ashley squatted down and cried sadly with her knees in her arms.

The child's cry lingered in the living room, which made everyone feel sorry. They all looked at Patrick with reproachful eyes.

Ashley sobbed to Patrick and said, "I don't want to take the dog away. I don't want it!"

Patrick leaned forward to Ashley and said earnestly, "If you want the dog, then don't sleep on my bed. Think about it carefully, do you want the dog or me?"

Patrick had never thought that he would one day be compared to a puppy.

Shame on him for what he did to Ashley!

"What?" Ashley fell into an unprecedented struggle. Finally, she felt very guilty and said to the puppy, "Oh... I'm sorry. In my heart, Uncle Patrick is more important..."

"Very good." After winning, a kind smile appeared on Patrick's face.

"Amelia, I think what Ashley is trying to say is, 'It's still Patrick's beauty that's more important,' right?" Florence whispered in Amelia's ear.

Amelia nodded her head in agreement.

As night fell, Amelia served dinner to Granny Hopper, who pretended to have back pain, and then assisted Ashley in making a makeshift den for the dog with an electric heat blanket.

The puppy was now awake, squinting, and licking the milk from the basin, which Florence had heated in case it was uncomfortable. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Because it was unsteady on its feet, it fell face down into the basin as it drank. Ashley reached out to retrieve it while Amelia took a paper towel from the coffee table to wipe the dog's face.

Patrick looked at the scene unhappily and thought to himself that he had to find a way to separate Amelia from the puppy.

He said seriously, "It's getting late. It's time to go to bed."

Amelia glanced at him and said, "It's 8 o'clock now. I have to tutor the kids for homework later. If you are tired, go to bed first."

Patrick paused for a moment, wondering what was wrong with the cold eyes of Amelia.

It was just a dog, right? She was actually angry with him over a dog! Wasn't he better than a dog?

Hmm! Why should he compare himself to a puppy?

Patrick said with vague annoyance, "Why are you feeding the dog when you know the kids have homework to do? Watch out my brother will complain about you then!"

These kinds of threats worked well for Amelia, who was not really the children's mother, but rather a "babysitter" at best.

Well, when she has a baby someday, she's going to have to fight with Patrick!

But Amelia was sarcastic that she was thinking about something impractical again.

Seeing that puppy was almost done with its milk, Florence said to Amelia, "I'm meeting a friend for a party, so I may not come back to bed tonight."

Amelia was slightly surprised, "That's fine, but you don't want to stay out all night, do you?"

"Amelia, you have to understand that everyone has their own circle to run, otherwise others would forget about me sooner or later, and I just said I 'might' not come back to sleep, so don't worry too much."

Florence's inadvertent remark made Amelia remember that she had become the lowly presence of "the Ramsay Family" in the upper ten.

She nodded and agreed, "Okay, keep your phone on. I want to be able to reach you at all times."

Florence asked, "Did you just agree?"

"Yes."

Florence was instantly happy and was once again convinced that staying at Land of Fragrance was the right decision.

When she was living in The Hopper Family, Eve always treated her like a child, which was why she grew up and went to aerospace college, soaring through the skies, so free!

Florence reached out and put a hand on Amelia's shoulder, trying to rest her head on her shoulder, when suddenly an apple flew at her, causing her to scream in pain.

Florence looked at Patrick with anger: "Patrick, why are you hitting me?"

"Don't you like apples the most? It's my treat."

Patrick pretended to smile calmly, but he was really angry and he didn't want Florence to hug his wife!

Seeing the tendency of the two siblings to fight again, Amelia said helplessly, "Florence, didn't you say you were in a hurry to go to a party with your friends? Still not going?" "I'll go right now!" Florence immediately forgot that her head had been hit.

"When are you coming back?" Patrick asked lightly. Although he rather hoped that Florence would not come back, she was still his sister.

Florence giggled, "I'm probably going to spend the entire night there..."

"Entire night?" Patrick said seriously, "Don't forget The Hopper Family's rule that girls can't go home at over 10 o'clock in the evening!"

He said this on purpose to Florence and meanwhile to remind Amelia of the family's rules.

Florence slyly said, "I don't care, Amelia just allowed me to stay there overnight."

Patrick glanced at Amelia with a complaint and then emphasized to Florence, "I'm your brother!"

Florence pursed her lips, "Amelia is also my elder, and has the right to vote on my ideas, so now, two votes for me and Amelia, one vote for you, so my idea passes! I'm leaving!"

Florence then immediately left, leaving Amelia to face Patrick alone.

Amelia should be responsible for the puppy's presence, the children's homework, and Florence's night out. She felt stressed when she looked at Patrick, who walked to her with an angry look.