Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 412

"You owe me? Amelia, you are not Patrick. It's not you who drove me mad and got me into the hospital." Ryan found it funny.

"Uncle Quartley, there are some things I can't explain to you..."

How could she tell Ryan that she was Patrick's wife?

Being his wife, in a sense, it was reasonable for Amelia to make up for Patrick's mistakes.

Knowing Amelia was unwilling to say more, Ryan started to remind her, "Well, I can't force you. But Amelia, I don't want you to get caught between him and me. Patrick is a very vindictive man. Because my son has offended him, he decided to get even with both of us. As his employee, you must be careful."

A frustrated smile appeared on Amelia's lips. "I will. My boss is calling me. We'll talk later."

At the president's office.

When Amelia walked into the office, she had no idea what she was feeling. It was as if she had walked into the territory of a beast hiding in the dark, who would pounce on her and tear her apart at any time. "Amelia, come here."

Amelia turned to look at Patrick, who was sitting on the sofa speaking to her. There seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes. He looked, as usual, confident that everything was under his control.

But according to Ryan, Amelia knew that Roxxon was sure to lose this time. Who would be the winner? It depended on whether Ryan could survive the powerful Roxxon. If he couldn't, Ryan would lose. Otherwise, Patrick would be the one defeated!

Could it bethat Patrick had no idea that Ryan had changed his strategy yet?

With doubts, Amelia walked over to him.

Patrick looked down at her right foot and asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"

"No. Really!" He had been asking that question every day during the past month. Amelia had never expected such a man, who was indifferent to everything, to be so garrulous.

Patrick shifted his gaze from her foot to her face and asked again, "Ask yourself, how have I treated you since your foot was injured?"

Amelia frowned. Patrick wasn't the one who liked to take credit. There must be a reason for him to ask that.

She collected herself and said honestly, "You were very nice to me."

"How nice?" he asked again.

She could only concentrate on her memories and said, "At 9 o'clock every morning, you sent me to Doctor Bledel on time for injection and changing medicine, and then drove me home before you go to work. Every noon, you came all the way home from Roxxon and carried me from the second floor to the dining room on the first floor. After I have my lunch, you brought me back to the bedroom.

Every night, you washed my hair and bathed me. Every time you washed my feet, you were so gentle..."

Without thinking about all of this, Amelia would have no clue that Patrick had done his best to take care of her when she was ill.

Over the past month or so, apart from going to work, Patrick had been with her at home. She wondered how many clients he had turned away.

Before she had realized it, her eyes were moist. Amelia hurried to look away and rubbed her eyes before turning to him and saying calmly, "I'm done talking."

A few claps sounded in the office.

Applauding, Patrick laughed. "According to you, I was so kind to you that I myself was almost

touched. But since that's the case, how could you be so ungrateful and be partial to Ryan instead of me?"

Amelia felt like she had been struck by lightning. She asked, almost out of control, "You know all about that?"

Glancing at her sideways, Patrick was calm when replaceing that she was so nervous. "Well, I just learned that the woman I sleep with had stabbed me from my back when I was about to succeed!" Amelia's eyes narrowed. Although she felt sorry for the sadness in his words, there was no turning back. "Yes, I warned Uncle Quartley to be careful. I didn't know what your plan was at that time. All I knew was that once you take action, it would be a catastrophe for him. I knew Uncle Quartley, and I couldn't sit by and do nothing about it."

Patrick gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you ever thought that if Ryan stands still, I might have fallen!"

Amelia didn't buy it. "You knew you wouldn't fall, which was why you tried to corner Uncle Quartley by offering discounts for a whole month! By doing that, you didn't even need to come up with any strategy or excuse. You just crushed him by your assets. You said you might have fallen? To you, destroying a company is just like a game!"

Patrick pinched her cheeks in anger, trying to get away with her accusation, and said, "In a word, you're biased towards Ryan! What exactly do you admire about him? He's just a useless old man!"

Amelia said word by word, "If you compete with Uncle Quartley fairly, I will never blame you. But you were cornering a company that is much less powerful than you by unjust means. You would rather do it at the cost of messing the market of drinks!"

"This is not the worst. Do you know what your subordinates have been talking about you recently? They say you're not yourself! Even if you are rich, you can't waste money like that! Your wealth is all from the hard work of days and nights of every employee in Roxxon!"

"You!" Enraged, Patrick lifted his hand. But for so a long time, he didn't drop it!

Amelia was silent. The moment he hoisted his arm, Amelia knew she couldn't escape a slap.

Fine. Although she didn't agree with Patrick, he had been at a disadvantage because of her. Amelia would feel better if Patrick vented his anger on her.

Seeing Amelia close her eyes as if she was at his mercy, Patrick found himself unable to hurt her!

After a while, he put down his hand with annoyance and shouted in a low voice, "Amelia! You are so willful only because you know I'll let you get away with it!"

Before Amelia could figure out what had happened, she was drawn under him. He pulled off her uniform with anger and planted a rough kiss on her skin!

It was more of a bite than a kiss. Bitten so hard, she could no longer hold back her sobs. Having nowhere to complain, she could only lie on the couch, leaving him venting his desire at her! "Amelia, d*mn you!" The more he called her names, the harder he bit her!

There was a knock at the door.

The secretary's voice came outside, "Mr. Hopper, your guest is here. Shall I invite him in?"

"Patrick... someone's outside... let go of me!" Amelia nervously looked up to remind him, only to run into the rage in his eyes.

Ignoring her pleading, Patrick held her chin and threatened her, "If you dare to betray me again, I will take you to the floor-to-ceiling window and show everyone how I teach you a lesson!"