Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 920

Having said that, Patrick knew in his heart that his grandpa was very healthy. He would last another eight to ten years. Amelia would be old then, and who would marry her?

Amelia's almond eyes glared at him. "F*ck! How dare you curse your elders to death for no reason? Do you still have any humanity left in you?!"

Patrick replied seriously, "Aren't you in a hurry for a divorce? I'm coming up with some ideas for you."

"Bah!" Amelia said, "I might be in a hurry, but unlike you, I don't have evil intentions! Although I am not close to grandpa, at least I respect him. I never thought of him dying!"

Looking at Amelia's righteous face, Patrick smiled and said, "As long as he doesn't die, we can't divorce."

Amelia suddenly became quiet and lied down on the sofa dejected.

After a while, she whined in a low voice, "Why did I marry you?"

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Amelia looked at the familiar building in front of her. She thought that Patrick's idea might work. They could treat each other as roommates. Wasn't it the same?

After some mental preparation, Amelia opened the door and got out of the car. Patrick immediately unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car after seeing this.

"Wait a minute." He said to Amelia who had not gone far.

Amelia glanced back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Patrick pursed his lips and said seriously, "Since we are flatmates and this house is mine, are you going to pay the rent? And by the way, there will be living expenses, water, and electric bill in the future, we could split the bill, okay?"

"Is he for real now?" Amelia thought angrily.

Amelia said angrily. "Ha! Do you think I want to live here? I would rather live under the bridge than pay you rent!"

Patrick smiled insidiously. "Then dad will have to look under every bridge in the Northville and ask you to come back to the Land of Fragrance. By the way, why don't you prepare some extra bedding and pillows for him and let him sleep with you under the bridge?"

Amelia said gloomily, "Hey, don't glamorize that dad will become very miserable because of me, okay? I can imagine it!"

"Am I? I am just stating the truth, you can try it if you don't believe in me. Anyway, you are so heartless to me, not to mention my family." There was even a hint of grievance when he said the last words.

"You!" Amelia was in a towering rage and said angrily. There was no doubt that she was ruthless to Patrick, but it was because he broke her heart first!

Honestly speaking, she could not do so to Howard. That was why she followed Patrick back to the Land of Fragrance!

She raised her head stubbornly and emphasized, "I stand my ground, I came back not because of you but to make dad and Aunt Alice not worry about me. We will divorce when you deal with Sissi, and I will move out immediately!"

The sentence 'not because of you' made Patrick furious. "Okay! I don't care where you go! But... we're not divorced yet, right? Please continue the show with me and stop making our elders worry about us!"

Amelia said with an uncomfortable expression, "Of course I know that!"

Patrick added, "In addition, you keep emphasizing that you have no more feelings for me. Since that's the case, I have no reason to make unnecessary investments in you since it'll be a great loss for me. From this month onwards, you have to pay rent once a month. I won't support idlers who deny a connection to me!"

One had to admit that Mr. Patrick was spiraling further down the road of self-destruction. He probably thought that this was called playing hard to get, but it was useless on Amelia.

She sneered and said, "Well, you're right. Your mathematics was better than mine, you can send the bills to my room later!"

Patrick asked, "Is this how you asking for help?"

"F*ck it!

Who needed to beg!" Amelia thought angrily.

After roaring in her heart for a while and trying her best to be calm, she said, "If you don't like it, I'll take care of it myself."

"Sure." Patrick nodded shamelessly. "After that, please send the bill to my room. I have to proofread it so that you won't take advantage of me."

Amelia held back the urge to strangle him and turned around. At the same time, she yelled back, "I know".

Eve mocked her for being uncivilized. Heaven knew that she had spent all of her patience on Patrick.

She should have answered him with her fists!

When Amelia turned, Patrick's handsome face quickly turned cold.

How could it be so easy to divorce him?

The relationship between them had long been complicated. Not to mention the friendship between Howard and George. With the current difficult situation of the Apex Construction Corporation, it must have been Howard as her patron. Otherwise, how could there be so many companies willing to cooperate with her?

As soon as Amelia returned home, she ran back to her room and locked herself up.

She hurriedly found paper and pen on her desk and started calculating the cost of living here, but when she started to write, she realized that she had no idea how to do it.

At some point, all the essentials were taken care of by Huxton. Moreover, the water and electricity bill was done by the estate management. By the way, how much were the management fees?

Amelia held her chin with a pen, puzzled. Since she moved to the Land of Fragrance, she had never seen the management staff come to her house, not to mention much the management fee was!

In this case, Amelia found that she did not have the right to blame Patrick for not loving their home, because she was not much better.

Back then when she was not working in Apex Construction Corporation, she would still take care of the house. Then, when Huxton came, Scarlett came too, and the Apex Construction Corporation

was handed over to her. She immediately became dead weight without Huxton, her capable assistant!

Shedding two lines of bitter tears silently, Amelia got up from the table suddenly, holding a small notebook and a pen in her arms to rush towards the management office.

In the next second, Amelia glanced at the clock from the corner of her eyes and found that it was almost twelve o'clock. She stopped and thought that she had better take a bath and go to sleep.

Right then...

Thump! Thump!

"Why are you knocking it so hard?" Amelia clenched her teeth and shouted unhappily because the man who had knocked on the door was bringing bad things to her.

Patrick's cold voice echoed in. "Owen called and said that Saturday is his birthday. He asked us if we would like to visit him."