Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 678

Amelia gently pulled Patrick's suit a little and said girlishly, "Hmm? Let me have another drink with them. You told me to leave an impression."

"There's no need. They've already remembered you."

Amelia was the only person in this world who dared to sit on his lap and drink with others.

And that was enough to cave in an unforgettable impression for everyone at the scene!

Upon hearing Patrick's reassurance, Amelia sighed in relief and said, "Alright, it's good enough as long as they remember me."

"Mm, aren't you tired? Let's go home now."

After gently touching her head, Patrick lifted Amelia in his arms only to realize that she was in fact light-weighted.

To be honest, he would have brought her away regardless whether Amelia was tired or not.

It was indeed dangerous to leave a drunken woman in the group of men.

Seeing Patrick holding Amelia and getting up from the sofa, except for Kaiden, everyone else tried to convince him to stay, "Eh? Don't you leave now, Mr.

Patrick! It's still early!"

Patrick's footsteps stopped for a while upon hearing this.

He walked over and smiled politely to them although he sounded distant, "Despite how much I want to stay and drink, but as you see my wife is already drunken. I'd better send her home to let her rest."

Amelia who was forced to bury her face in Patrick's chest, was not in fact drunk. But since Patrick wanted to leave, she did not mind to pretend as if she was one.

Upon hearing that, the group of people stumbled to send them off.

During this period, they said, "By the way, please feel free to come to us if there's anything that we can help for Mrs. Hopper company."

"Thank you." Patrick gave them a tiny nod before leaving with Amelia in his arms.

As soon as she heard the sound of the door closing behind her, Amelia immediately looked up and raised her head, "You can put me down now."

Patrick glanced at her and replied in a serious manner, "It would be better for me to carry you to the car. We won't want them to catch you sober and insist us to stay and drink with them."

Hearing this, Amelia nodded understandably and agreed, "Well, sorry for burdening you. I guess I've been putting on some weight recently as a result of drinking and eating a little too much."

Patrick burst out laughing, "So that's why you asked me to put you down?"

Amelia hit his chest gently in frustration, "How dare you to laugh at me! I shouldn't have told you then."

"Be gentle... If you kill me now, then you'll end up becoming a widow."

"Bah! Save your nonsense. You are born to be a disaster that will live long enough to destroy everything around you."

While the two of them were making fun of each other at the entrance of the busy bar, Amelia sensitively caught his phone ringing in his pocket

In reflect action, she patted his shoulder and reminded him, "Your phone is ringing."

"What did you say?" Patrick perked up his ears.

The bar was indeed chaotic. Amelia frowned before she roared at him, "I said your cell phone is ringing!!!"

At this moment, Patrick had just stepped out from the bar entrance. This was immediately followed by the automatic door behind him closing and blocking off the noise coming from the bar.

Patrick was suddenly shocked by her high-pitched voice. His hands trembled and he nearly dropped her to the ground.

Seeing that she had put Patrick into a trance, Amelia asked concerningly, "You can't spare your hand to reach your phone, can you? Should I take it for you?"

When Patrick came back to his senses, he answered with a 'yes' softly.

Amelia nodded in acknowledgement and stuck her hand into Patrick's pocket. She took out his phone swiftly and had a quick glance at it.

Noticing that the caller id was from 'Unknown', Amelia felt as if her eyes were pricked. She could feel that the happiness that she shared with Patrick for the entire day had vanished all in a sudden.

For a moment she wished to let go of her grip so that his phone would fall onto the ground and shatter into pieces.

However, she was also aware that this was not the solution to the root cause of problem.

Patrick could have just bought another new phone to replace the broken one.

After pausing for two seconds, Amelia reluctantly handed over the phone to Patrick, "Someone is looking for you." "Help me answer the..." Before he could finish his sentence, Patrick halted upon seeing the id shown on his phone screen.

Amelia could feel that his grips supporting her weight had tightened a little. A trace of jealousy flashed across her eyes. She wondered if Sissi stilll mattered to him as much.

Had he asked her to end the call right now, she could pretend as if nothing had happened.

All she needed was him to tell her so.

Instead, Patrick put her back onto the ground next.

As soon as her heels came into contact with the ground, she could feel her heart sinking as if she had fallen from the stairs heading to heaven. She could not help feeling disappointed and embarrassed.

"Give it to me. I'll talk to her." While saying, Patrick reached out his hand to take over the phone that Amelia was gripping tightly in her hand.

Feeling that Patrick's finger brushed her hand, her hand that was holding his phone subconsciously backed off from his hand.

Even her mind could tell her rationally that she should return his phone, however she could feel that every nerves of her limbs were resisting her from doing so.

Upon noticing that her arms were trembling as a result of gripping the phone with excessive force,

Patrick thought that she might have been annoyed by the disturbance of the call at this time.

Hence, he changed into a softer tone to convince her, "It won't take long. The one calling is an annoying client. I must answer the call, otherwise I'm afraid that she will continue to spam calling."

While speaking, he grabbed Amelia's wrist with one hand while another one gradually took over his phone from her hand in determination. Immediately after, he stepped away from her before answering the call.

Then, Amelia had been left behind him. She squeezed her emptied hand and sighed helplessly... Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Approximately ten seconds later, Patrick returned to her side with his expression darkened. His voice was unbelievably cold upon speaking to her again. "I have something urgent to settle now. You can call a taxi and go back yourself."

As he spoke, Patrick turned around and left irritably despite the fact that he had left Amelia with her eyes widened.

He got in his car, leaving her alone outside. Vrooming, the Lamborghini vanished from her sight in an instant.

Startling, Amelia had never felt this ridiculous before. Patrick did not even bother to ask if she had money or offer to drop her home first. In fact, he could not wait to drive away.

After recovering from shock, all she could feel was that he had truly disappoint her. Amelia hugged her arms and circled at the same spot helplessly. All she wanted to do at the moment was to cry out her feeling.

At this moment, she heard a man's voice coming from her back, "Vo, Amelia, where's your man?"