Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 432

Patrick's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to reject her outright, but Amelia was proud and principled. Only if Patrick respected her would he win her over. "Okay."

Had he known that she was going to pay the debt with heryear-end bonus, Patrick would have decoupled the sales department's bonus.

Feeling no pressure at all to pay her huge debts, Amelia began with a smile, "We don't have to go to work from tomorrow on. Is there any place you'd like to go? A lot of things have happened this year. I think we should have a proper rest so that we can face the coming year better!"

Was she inviting him to hang out?

Patrick soon perked up. "Where do you want to go?" "Me? I'd like mountaineering. It would be best to tent at the top of a hill at night and watch the sunrise the next morning. I haven't seen the sunrise yet. The only time I did so was with..."

"With who?" Noticing the strange pause in her tone, Patrick could not help but ask with a frown.

Amelia rushed to say, "I mean the time I went to see the sunrise with my college classmates, it rained all of a sudden in the morning. So it's a pity that we didn't seethe sunrise."

"You did have a lot of activities in your college," Patrick commented, a little sharply.

Amelia gave an awkward smile.

Daniel had always been an active club member in college. When he was free on weekends, he organized activities from time to time.

Amelia hadn't gone for the mountain with Daniel only. There were also other club members with them at that time. But to prevent Patrick from getting the wrong idea, she had better not mention Daniel... The next second, Amelia felt pain in her cheek. She couldn't help glaring at Patrick and asked, "Why did you pinch me?"

"I couldn't help it when you are lost in thought and look as silly as that stupid dog."

What Patrick didn't say was that he didn't like the way she was distracted by Daniel. He disliked it very much!

"You are a dog!" Amelia snorted inwardly.

At the Smith's.

While Hobart and his mother were talking to each other downstairs. Maryanne was lying on her bed on the second floor biting her lips. After hesitating for a long while, she reached out for her cell phone on the nightstand and dialed the number that she had sworn never to call.

After a long time, a cold voice came from the phone, "Hello..."

Maryanne curled her lips a little gloomily, wondering how this man could be so cold.

Since their unpleasant parting from the Welcoming Chinese Hotpot Restaurant, Milton hadn't even called her yet. He was the one who had lost his temper and left her there alone, but she felt as if it was her fault!

It was a little noisy over where Milton was. He sounded to be at some pick-up joint where his voice could not be clearly heard from the hubbub. Maryanne asked anxiously despite herself, "Jerk. Where are you now?"

Milton didn't plan to hide his whereabouts at all. "I am out drinking. Any problem?"

Maryanne pouted. Just as she was about to throw a fit, she remembered something more important to tell Milton. "My brother told me that Patrick had long since married Amelia into the Hopper Family. I'm afraid you haven't found out about it yet?"

Milton was surprised for a moment before he asked coldly, "Who told him that?"

Maryanne muttered, "That aside, there's no such thing as an absolute secret, not to mention that Hobart is resourceful. If he said so, it must be the truth. Judging from how nervous you sound, you must have no idea about her being married."

"Huh, Amelia is good. She has married Mr. Patrick of Northville, yet she still tried to keep it from you to manipulate you while you're having high hopes for her!"

"Maryanne, you don't know anything. Stop that nonsense!" Milton snapped, giving Maryanne a shudder.

"Then tell me! Tell me what kind of woman she is... to be worthwhile for all those years you've wasted on her instead of getting married!"

Maryanne had heard from Sierra how deeply Milton loved Amelia. But the more she understood him, the more she hated this man for being so stupid!

Maryanne didn't know since when had she started to immerse herself into the role of Amelia when Sierra talked about Milton. If... she had been Amelia, how would she react to what Milton had done for her? But when Maryanne learned from Hobart that Patrick had a wife, surprised as she was, she didn't feel sad at all...

From that moment on, Maryanne realized that she was no longer a listener of the story Sierra had told her but a part of it. She wanted to get herself out, but it was already too late...

"Maryanne, I'll only say it once, so listen carefully. Amelia has told me that she's married a long time ago. I myself am the one who decides to be that humble to be obsessed by a married woman only! Don't ever speak ill of her in front of me anymore! Otherwise, we might as well break up and leave each other alone."

After that, Milton hung up the phone without hesitation.

Maryanne bit her lip so hard that it almost bled. Only by that could she suppress the burst out in tears. So it was not that Amelia hadn't rejected him. It was Milton who couldn't let her go...

Without knowing how long had it been, her mobile phone rang. Maryanne had been clenching it in her hand and forgotten to let go. Through her teary eyes, Maryanne could see Milton's name flashing on the

screen.

Maryanne cast aside her messed thoughts instantly and put the phone through.

Then, she heard a voice that she hadn't heard before. "Are you Milton's friend? I went to his call log and found that you're the last person he contacted."

Maryanne's eyes turned cold. "Who are you? Why are you taking Milton's phone?"

"Take it easy, girl! I'm Milton's colleague. He's drunk now, and I also need to head for something else now. Are you available now to pick him up for me?

We're at in a bar..."

Maryanne answered without a second thought, "I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, the guy looked at Milton, who was drunk on the bar counter, and said enviously, "Man, that's impressive. You're so lucky. Upon hearing that you were drunk, the chick agreed to pick you up without hesitation."

Unfortunately, Milton was too sleepy to hear any of their conversations.

When Maryanne appeared with red cheeks from the freezing weather, the colleague subconsciously took a glance at his wristwatch and asked in shock, "Gorgeous, do you live nearby?"

Maryanne was trying to help Milton up. Asked by the man, she quickly replied, "No. I live on the other side of the city."

"But you are so fast! Did you make it here by rocket?" Milton's colleague joked.

"Well..." Maryanne raised her a red face and looked at him with resignation. "I drove as fast as possible to get here."