Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 721

While lost in thought, the cigarette had burnt up to its end, scorching Patrick's middle finger...

He snapped back from his reverie and crushed the cigarette butt at the ledge of the window.

Meanwhile, in another room, Amelia received a phone call.

She pressed the answer button and greeted, sounding as calm as possible, "Hello, Uncle Tucker. What can I do for you?" Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Jonathan replied from the other side, "President Ramsay, I think I have to tell you about this..."

Jonathan briefly explained to Amelia that Patrick had dropped by his home and looked for him that evening.

Amelia's breath choked in her throat. "Why did he find you for?"

Jonathan said, "Mr. Hopper wanted to know the reason for President Ramsay's unusual behaviour today."

"Did you tell him?" Amelia scowled.

"Yes, I did," answered Jonathan frankly.

After a moment of bewilderment, Amelia put a hand to her forehead and cackled. She had already brought up the topic of divorce with Patrick, so what else was there that could not be discussed?

She regained her composure and said, "What's done is done. Anyway, he will hear about the rumor about him and that red high-heeled woman sooner or later."

"But President Ramsay, I didn't tell him the whole story. I didn't divulge anything about the company's secrets!" Jonathan guaranteed.

Amelia understood immediately. Did Jonathan mean he did not tell Patrick that she had gotten help from Kaiden?

"Uncle Tucker, you've handled this very well. If Patrick finds you again, you'll have to hold back as much as possible too."

"Yes, I know, President Ramsay."

After speaking on the phone for a while more, Amelia and Jonathan bid goodbye to each other, and the call ended.

As she lowered down her phone, a series of knocks on the door suddenly sounded from the door, following it was a bright voice of a woman, "Ms. Amelia, it's dinnertime!"

Amelia quickly stepped forward after being startled for a second and pulled the door open.

"Hey..." The woman outside the door tilted her head to a side at Amelia and said with a smile, "Hello, Ms.

Amelia, I'm back from my 'vacation'!"

Looking at Dr. Scarlett in front of her, a smile unconsciously appeared on Amelia's lips.

On the first floor, at the dining table.

Dr. Scarlett opened the food containers and the steam from the dishes rose into the air at once. "Ah, I was afraid I wouldn't have enough time to cook, so I brought over some dishes that I cooked at home. They're all your favorites, quickly dig in."

Sweeping a glance at the delicious spread in front of her, Amelia picked up the chopsticks handed over by Dr. Scarlett and only nibbled here and there.

A hand then reached out to her forehead out of the blue, and she heard Dr. Scarlett muttering, "You don't have a fever. Then why are you so listless?"

Amelia swallowed the rice in her mouth and assured her, acting as if nothing had happened, "I'm in great health, so don't worry about me."

After retracting her hand, Dr. Scarlett anxiously and worrisomely stared at Amelia for a long time. She opened her eyes wide when she made a discovery and whispered, "You cried?" "No!" Amelia denied without thinking twice.

"You're lying. Your eyes are swelled up like walnuts..."

Amelia stopped picking at the dishes for a moment and showed her an impassive face. "Are you going to let me eat, or are you going to keep asking me questions?"

"Well, eat!" Dr. Scarlett quickly responded.

"Then sit down and keep quiet." Amelia nudged her chin at an empty chair near Dr. Scarlett.

"Okay." After Dr. Scarlett pulled out the chair and took a seat, she looked at her with her hands holding her face, slightly plaintively. "I wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with you since we haven't seen each other for so many days. But who knew you'd be so ruthless!"

Amelia glanced at her and said with a faint smile, "Are you looking for someone who has more 'compassion'?"

Dr. Scarlett hummed in agreement.

Amelia then pointed toward Huxton's bedroom and said, "Then I suggest you find him."

Dr. Scarlett was caught by surprise, then picked up a table spoon and threw it at Amelia. She cried out with a flushed face, "Wow, you're having fun, aren't you! If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have listened to that idiot and come over to see you!"

Gasp!

Dr. Scarlett's went stiff when she realized she had spilt the beans on impulse!

To which Amelia only pursed her lips and flashed her a smile. "Don't worry, I won't get angry at you."

Hearing her relaxed tone, Dr. Scarlett probed carefully, "Did you know that I was summoned by that fool?"

Amelia put down her forks and closed the lid of the container while saying, "Think about it, why are you here right now, when you could've come over any other time? And you even brought with you a bag full of food. Someone must have told you I was in a bad mood and I hadn't eaten yet, so you and your containers could appear in front of me at the right time. Am I wrong?"

Dr. Scarlett gave an honest reply, "Yep. Why didn't you guess it was your husband who called me over?"

Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Dr. Scarlett, are you testing me if I'm in a fight with Patrick?"

Dr. Scarlett brushed the tip of her nose awkwardly and said, "Am I? No, I'm not! Haha..."

Amelia smiled along with her and closed the lid of the last container, then got up and put some of the boxes into the refrigerator.

Dr. Scarlett rushed forward at the sight of this and stopped her from closing the refrigerator door. "The dishes are the most healthy when it's consumed on the day it's made. I think it's better to dump these leftovers."

Amelia replied, "But these are delicious. I want to keep it until tomorrow noon and heat them up with the office microwave. It's okay to break the rules once in a while."

Dr. Scarlett asked in confusion, "Don't you have a canteen in your office?"

Amelia simply said, "It's more convenient this way."

"Is it not convenient to go to the staff canteen?"

"The staff canteen is further away from my office, so it's easier for me to bring my own food."

But the truth was she did not want to arrive at the staff canteen just to hear people pointing at her behind her back, murmuring about how 'her husband cheated on her'. Her mood sure would be badly affected.

Hearing this, Dr. Scarlett no longer pressed on and just said, "This will be the only time. It won't happen again."

"Got it." Amelia closed the refrigerator door with a soft thud. Then, she asked Dr. Scarlett, "Shouldn't you go home now?"

Dr. Scarlett retorted, "Do you take me for a delivery girl, for you to call over and dismiss me as you please? I'm not leaving! I'm sleeping with you tonight!"

Was she testing her again?

Amelia responded in a serene tone, "Sorry, but I want to sleep with my husband tonight unless you're fine with being squeezed between us."

As soon as she finished, a 'beep' sounded from nearby.

Amelia turned her gaze around and looked at the source of the sound.

Huxton had appeared nearby her without her notice, holding something similarto an MP3 in his hand.

But she was not sure about what it was, so Amelia asked, "What's that?"

Huxton replied, "A recording pen."

Amelia's eyes were filled with incomprehension. "What are you doing with a recording pen?"

Huxton pressed on the play button, and a voice message echoed out from it, "Sorry, but I want to sleep with my husband tonight unless you're fine with being squeezed between us."

The voice continued in a loop, replaying the same sentence over and over.

Before Amelia could come to a reaction, Huxton said to Dr. Scarlett, "Thanks."