Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 454

After experiencing the Christmas celebration for a day, Amelia was tired. As she sat in Patrick's car, she pinched her shoulder and said, "I have never dealt with so many relatives at once. I wish I could split myself into several clones to help me with the work!"

Patrick's curled his lips and let out a smile. "The number of visitors today is not as much if compared to the main event tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Amelia was scared as she let out a few coughs. "What did you say?"

Patrick said in a calm voice, "Today is the first day of the Christmas celebration. A lot of them would stay at home and enjoy their day before visiting their friends and relatives. Therefore, those that you've seen today are just a small part of the family."

Amelia patted her chest and swallowed her saliva. Then she asked, "Then... Then I would still need to be a monkey here tomorrow?"

"Monkey?" Patrick pondered over this word.

Amelia said gracefully, "Yes, I've been like a monkey today, didn't I? I've been surrounded by people all the time."

Patrick looked distressingly at Amelia. He then encouraged her, "You did a great job today. I think they are very satisfied at you."

While grinning, Amelia patted her bag on her laps and said, "I'm very satisfied too as I've received a lot of gifts today."

Patrick looked at her attentively and said, "It seems that you are good at seeking joy amid hardship."

Amelia tilted her head and thought about it for a second. "It isn't a hard task except for some questions that are really hard to answer. Besides, your brothers and sisters are really friendly and they are all famous people in the society, knowing more about them might be good for your future."

"My future?" Patrick found what Amelia said was somehow funny.

Amelia smiled at him, "Yeah, I know you are a cold person, so it would be better for me to coordinate your relationship with them. If we manage to establish a good relationship, it will be easier for us to ask them for help in the future, isn't it?"

Although Patrick knew that she was doing this for his sake, he was still unhappy. "Do you think there's anyone much more capable than me in my family?"

Amelia glanced at him, "Yes, your nephew. Although he is only seven years old, he does have something that he's better than you."

Patrick raised his eyebrows. "What is it?"

"Gaming!"

For the first time in his life, Patrick had been looked down upon in such a respect.

Amelia, on the other hand, was still thinking about the previous question. "You haven't told me whether I should come tomorrow or not."

Patrick decided to give her freedom. "Well, it's up to you, you can choose to come or not to."

Amelia was stunned for a while. "What? Is it really so random?"

Patrick drew the hairs on her cheek to the back of her ears and said, "You've done what you should by coming today. They would understand it even if you weren't here tomorrow, you would need to accompany your own family too."

The light in the eyes of Amelia dimmed. To her, the word "family" was something that was unobtainable.

The next day, on the day after Christmas.

Amelia got up early. Without bothering about Patrick's mood, she sat boldly on his knees and shook him. "Get up! We have a lot of things to do today!"

As soon as Patrick opened his eyes, he saw a fascinating scene. Amelia was kneeling on him with her clothes in disarray. Although she did not make any substantial movements, looking at her like this was enough to make his imagination run wild.

Patrick placed both his hands under his head so that he can raise his head to communicate better with Amelia. "We slept almost at 2 a.m. last night. Why are you so energetic early in the morning? Did I go too easy on you last night?"

"Bah!" Amelia said, with blushes on her face. "Don't wanna talk with you about that! Look out of the window. It's not snowing today. Let's get up and do something meaningful." Through Amelia's word, Patrick senses a strong hint and bethought of something. "Mountain climbing?"

Amelia pulled out her left hand, in which Patrick saw an A4 paper with lines and curves of a navigation map on it. Patrick looked at it a few times and he found himself dizzy. He quickly looked away and said to Amelia, "As long as you understand the map then it's fine, you don't have to show it to me."

"What? Why are you like this..." Amelia was a little disappointed. It took her a few hours to finish this map. She thought that Patrick would praise her for her wisdom or at least praise her for her hard work. She did not expect Patrick to turn a blind eye to it.

After feeling disappointed, Amelia quickly cheered herself up and said, "By the way, today is the day after Christmas. According to the custom, I should go and visit my parents. I think I want to go and visit my father in the hospital before heading to Mount Logan."

Hearing this, Patrick no longer had any reason to stay in bed. He wanted to hold Amelia in his arm but she suddenly pressed him on the chest and pushed him back under the quilt.

Just when Patrick thought that Amelia wanted to "take the initiative" to do something, she asked in a low voice, "What condition do you think Rick is in right now?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows and touched her cheek with his finger. "You want me to contact Fabian right now, don't you?" Patrick asked.

"Yep. But I don't know whether he is awake or not." Amelia was distressed.

"So, you want me to be the one who bothers others while they are asleep?" Patrick raised his lips.

Amelia felt wronged, "You can let me do it too! It was you who insisted on keeping your phone number in Dr. Lawson's phone. Or maybe you can just give me his phone number now and I'll call him personally?"

Patrick's forehead was pounding. He reached for his mobile phone on the bedside table, "I'll call him right now. Are you satisfied if I do so?"

"Thank you, Mr. Hopper."

Amelia was not an ungrateful person. When she saw that he agreed to do so, she immediately went forward and gave him a kiss to express her gratitude.

Patrick looked unhappy but he was satisfied inside. Amelia would only kiss him when she had a favor to ask for and she would never kiss him on the lips! Beep, beep, the phone was connected-

"Hello? Is it Mr. Hopper?"

As soon as he heard the voice from the other side, Patrick straightened his face and said seriously, "Dr. Lawson, it's me. I want to know about Rick's situation."

"Oh, Rick has no appetite yesterday, so I fed him with a syringe. After my observation and care for a whole day, he has been much better than how he was yesterday. He has just finished a basin of milk when he woke up just now."

Fabian reported everything in detail. He was afraid that his pet clinic would disappear from Northville tomorrow if something went wrong.

Upon hearing this, Patrick's tensed face brightened a little.