Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 635

Patrick frowned and said, "I..."

Amelia chuckled and interrupted him, "It was just a meal with a female client, why did you hide it from me? Do I seem that quick-tempered to you?"

Patrick replied in a tone with a hint of I m doing this for your own good', "I'm just worried that you'd overthink it..."

"If you don't tell me the truth, then I would misunderstand even more."

Amelia looked at him with a faint smile on her lips. The understanding look in her eyes suddenly made Patrick feel that he was very despicable.

He did not want to hide anything from Amelia, but Sissi was a taboo that he could not speak about.

If he told Amelia that there was such a person around him, her reaction would be a problem, and his relatives and friends' reactions would be another.

At the beginning, his grandfather was so merciless as to banish Sissi from the country. If he knew that Sissi had returned to Northville, he did not know what his grandfather would do again.

"Well, no matter the client is male or female next time, as long as you want to know, I will tell you all about it."

While the gears in his brain were turning, Patrick comforted her with those few words, but the palm that was holding on to the earrings was sweating.

Putting her hands together under her chin, Amelia replied with a smile, "That's good."

"The whole world owed Patrick an Oscar," Amelia sneered in her mind.

Patrick felt very upset when he was eating. Although everything was able to fool Amelia, he still could not calm down.

On the other hand, Amelia was quietly holding a knife in her right hand and a fork in her left. She had her head bowed, ready to enjoy the fried fish cutlet on her plate.

The next second, she seemed to think of something. She suddenly put down the fork and poured the lemon juice that the chef had pinched in advance on it. Her slow and composed attitude was a sharp contrast to his anxious state of mind at the moment.

Amelia's beautiful eyes flickered to Patrick. Noticing that he had barely touched the food in his plate, she could not help but ask, "Is it not to your liking?"

Patrick just said, "It's fine."

'It's fine' again.

A cynical smile appeared on Amelia's lips. Presumably, when Patrick and Sissi had dinner together, would he use words like 'it's okay' or 'it's fine' to fool Sissi?

Suddenly, a ring from his phone penetrated the silence between the two of them.

Patrick had been hoping that there was something that he could use to distract himself. A phone call was a good one!

He lifted his head and said to Amelia, "I'll take a call." Then, he quickly clicked the answer button.

"Patrick... It's me." The person on the other side of the phone said.

"It's you?!" Patrick was stunned. He looked at Amelia again, feeling weak for some reason.

Amelia did not seem to notice that anything was unusual, continuing to eat and drink.

"Patrick? It's not convenient for you to talk now, is it?"

"Well, wait a minute."

Patrick hurriedly put the mobile phone in between his cheek and shoulder, using his empty hand to point to the door, he indicated to Amelia that he had to go out to talk.

Amelia nodded silently.

Patrick stood up from his seat and he immediately rushed across the floor as if he had installed a propeller on his feet.

At the entrance of the restaurant.

After Patrick stood still, he first loosened his tie, then asked, "You want to tell me your earrings are missing, don't you?"

"Ah, yes." Sissi sounded very surprised. "Did you see them?"

Patrick tightened his grip on the little items in his hand and said, "It's here with me. I'll hand it to you tomorrow."

"Don't worry..." Sissi said. "They're not anything valuable."

"But they still belong to you," Patrick insisted.

Sissi was stunned at first, then apologized, "Yes, after all, this is a woman's belongings. If your wife accidentally sees them, she will definitely misunderstand the situation."

Patrick irritably combed his fingers through his hair, trying to deny the truth, "That's not the reason!"

Sissi chuckled, "Well, even if it's not for this reason, can I ask you to meet me this Saturday morning? I don't know much about furniture, and I don't know what to order to maximize the use of the suite you lent me."

Patrick paused for a moment.

Sissi went on to say, "If you can come over, can you bring my earrings too? Thank you."

Patrick had no reason to refuse, "Okay."

After the call, Patrick returned to the table where Amelia was. As soon as he looked up, he saw that she had her head lifted, talking to that d*mn waiter.

Shocked, Patrick stepped forward and quickly walked over, hit the waiter with his shoulder, hard. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The waiter, who had his full attention on Amelia, was knocked back several steps by Patrick. Not to mention, he also accidentally knocked over a table of food and wine behind him.

"Ah!" The guests who was affected by Patrick's actions quickly stood up and glared at him.

However, Patrick turned a deaf ear to them. He looked at Amelia, who was completely stunned, and demanded, "What were you two talking about?"

In shock for a few seconds, Amelia then frowned and stood up from her seat. She looked at the waiter on the ground, he was covered in food and spilled wine and was being helped up by another waiter. "Are you alright?"

"I'm okay!" The waiter, who was helped up from the ground, replied to Amelia with a trembling voice. He was obviously frightened.

Not wanting to waste time on other people, Patrick walked over and grabbed her hand. "We're done eating. Let's go!"

Amelia looked back at him, furious. "You knocked him down and disrupted other guests' dinner. Don't you think you should do something to make up for it?"

Patrick held her tightly with one hand and plunged his other hand into his pocket. He took out a stack of blank checks and threw them on the table. Then, he glared at the waiter and the guests out of the corner of his eyes. "How much do you want? Fill it out yourself."

His cold eyes then locked on Amelia once again, saying in a dictatorial tone, "Follow me!"

Amelia wanted to swear out loud that he was a lunatic!

"What's wrong? Mr. Hopper... Why...why are you so angry?"

Manager Moore, who was in the kitchen, rushed over after hearing what happened from his staff. The cause of the matter was not important. What was important was that Patrick was very angry at the moment!

Amelia was speechless from Manager Mu's attitude. Patrick, the king of hell, was about to leave, so why did Manager Mu come out at this time?

Sure enough, Patrick only glanced coldly at the embarrassed waiter and said to Manager Mu with dignity, "He bumped into me and still has the nerve to act like he's the victim."

What Patrick meant was that it was all the waiter's fault even though the mess was caused by him...