Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 735

"You!" Patrick was infuriated. What he was implying was for her to stop asking questions!

Even Sissi felt she should not answer all of her pressing questions. "Ms. Ramsay, why are you asking about such specific questions?"

Was Amelia planning to personally seek revenge on Sissi?

Amelia then turned to look at Sissi and could not help but chuckle when she saw her face was full of suspicion. "What else is there for me to do? It's just that I need a tour guide when I visit your university."

"Oh, I see..." Sissi smiled and felt relieved at once. "Then I'd better give Ms. Ramsay my phone number. You can give me a call before you come to Loan Oak Univesity." NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Very well. Now they had each other's phone numbers.

Satisfied, Amelia added, "Okay! Thank you, Sissi.

You're such a warm-hearted person."

Hearing her, Sissi replied politely and humbly, "Ah, not at all."

Soon, all the dishes the five of them ordered were served.

Amelia glanced at the dishes and found that everything Sissi ordered was Patrick's favourites. Unbelievable, even after so many years, she still remembered her former lover's palate.

They had ordered the dishes as sharing platters since they would like to try each of the dishes. When Amelia reached out for an oyster, Sissi just so happened to pick on the exact oyster as hers.

A trace of dignity flashed in Amelia's eyes, and she unceremoniously snatched the oyster from Sissi's fingers.

Patrick and Sissi were taken aback by what Amelia just did, for they did not expect Amelia to be so rude.

But why should Amelia be courteous? Was the oyster labelled with Sissi's name? Amelia guessed not...

After that, Amelia then slurped the oysters down with ease. Amelia did not even care if she looked better or worse than Sissi when she ate it.

Amelia was bringing all of the self-abasement upon herself!

As the president of Apex Construction Corporation, though she was just a stand-in, she was still slowly beginning to wield the official title.

There were tens of thousands of employees working for her. And was there any one of her high- level employees that did not earn as much as Sissi?

Therefore, she had absolutely no reason to humiliate herself in front of Sissi just for the sake of a man's favor.

Realizing that Sissi liked to eat oysters, Amelia kept taking one oyster after another and popping the flesh into her mouth...

She was eating so intensely to the point where Patrick frowned, silently called over the waiter, and ordered for another two servings of oysters.

F*ck!

Amelia could not help but let out a curse deep down. She could not eat this many oysters...

From aside, Sissi then shot Patrick with a look, touched. He must have called for two more plates because he noticed she was not able to eat any.

Catching Amelia's expression looking glutted, Sissi felt a burst of pride. "Are you trying to go against me? The best is always saved for last!" thought Sissi.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Patrick saw Amelia was stiff in her seat. He then turned his head and asked puzzledly, "You're full?"

"I..." Amelia was just about to speak when a twinge of discomfort churned in her stomach. She immediately covered her mouth and got up, scanning around for the toilet.

Patrick had been paying attention to her and witnessed her abnormality in its entirety. He then called out hastily, "Where are you going?"

"To throw up!" Amelia replied without looking back.

Without another word, Amelia then pushed her chair back, ran to a waiter, and asked him about the direction to the toilet.

The light in Patrick's eyes dimmed staring at her leaving the table in such a frantic manner. "To throw up? Do I disgust her that much?" pondered Patrick.

Sissi noticed that Patrick was pulling a long face and asked with concern, "Is Ms. Ramsay okay?"

Patrick looked away from her in response and muttered impatiently, "Don't mind her!"

"Oh." Sissi nodded and began eating her oysters in peace.

Ten minutes after, Amelia returned to her normal state and finally walked back to the table.

From a distance away, she could already make out Sissi serving food to Patrick!

"D*mn them for showing affection so publicly!" exclaimed Amelia deep down.

Right then, a slightly laborious voice sounded in the

passage behind Amelia. "Miss, please excuse me."

Amelia quickly pushed her body against the wall to find a waiter standing behind her with a stack of magazines in his hands and thanking her.

"You're welcome." When her eyes skimmed the cover of the first magazine, Amelia raised a brow and called out to him softly, "Wait a minute, young man."

The waiter continued his strenuous tone when he replied, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Amelia then picked up the first magazine, flipped it to one of the pages and folded it. After that, she unfolded the page, closed the magazine, and put it back in its original place.

Under the waiter's confusion, Amelia only smiled slightly and said, "I do have a small favour to ask from you. Later, can you pretend to drop this magazine by the foot of that lady in red high-heels by accident? After you ask her to pick it up for you, then you can leave."

The waiter was befuddled."That's it?"

A faint smear of a smile appeared on the corners of Amelia's lips. "Yes, that's it..."

Amelia got nervous watching the waiter carrying the pile of magazines and gradually making his way towards Patrick's table.

"Please, when the magazine drops, the page that opens must be the one I folded!" Amelia pleaded silently.

A few seconds after..

The waiter's body swayed, and the first magazine fell right by Sissi's feet.

Sissi's attention moved towards the fallen magazine right away. Before the waiter even spoke, she bent down to pick up the opened magazine.

However, when she saw the photos and content of the magazine article, she was shocked. Her movements froze, and her face was filled with terror.

Lindsay, who sat next to Sissi, noticed that Sissi was taking a strangely long time to pick the magazine up. So, she lowered her hand with the cup and leaned forwards, asking, "Sissi, what are you doing?"

"Nothing!" Sissi promptly retrieved the magazine and did not forget to shut it close in the process.

But just as Sissi raised her head, her head collided with Lindsay's glass. Lindsay's hand shook and poured a lot of cold water onto Sissi's head.

The cold water flowed down from Sissi's hair onto her neck, seeping into her collar. "Ah!" She let out a cry and patted her body with the magazine at once!

"Ah! Sissi, are you alright?!" Lindsay wanted to help Sissi after accidentally pouring water on her, but she did not know where to start.

In the end, Patrick could not bear to look at them anymore and told Lindsay, "Take her to the bathroom."

Only then did Lindsay come to her reaction and held Sissi's hand as they left the table.

As for the magazine, Pauline took it from Sissi and placed it on their dining table, putting it in Patrick's sight.

As compared to Lindsay, Pauline was the more sensible one. She then said to Patrick, "I'll go and buy a new set of clothes for Sissi. I'll leave the rest to you."

Patrick agreed with a light hum and said, "Go ahead."