Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 473

Owen seemed to have heard the second joke. After a few laughs, he asked, "Are you this calm? You wife was just missing yet you're acting like if you want to turn the Northville upside down?" Patrick asked obscurely, "If you say she called the police, then isn't she..."

Patrick could not finish his words. However, Owen said for him straightforwardly, "Brother, you want to ask her if she was like a fool who bore the cold at Mount Logan and waited for the police investigation? That's right! You should have known that she couldn't get away as an insider. Besides, you're her husband. Whether you're alive or dead, she would wait for the police to get an answer. Am I right?"

There was a faint confusion in Patrick's slightly restrained eyes. Was it his illusion? He always felt that Owen had never stopped ridiculing him since he received the phone call.

Owen seemed to feel Patrick's depression and asked, "Do you know when will I call you like this?"

When he did something wrong.

Patrick did not say anything. However, Owen knew what he was thinking. "Patrick, listen to me. If you really don't love Amelia, then you may try your best to disappoint her. When she is really disappointed with you, you will be free. Well, I still have to take my wife to visit relatives. Talk to you next time..."

Patrick slowly lowered the phone. In this world, his brother was the only people who dared to teach him a lesson and could make him obey with it.

Amelia returned home a few hours later.

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she saw her. Then she came over and asked with concern, "Miss Amelia, where have you been all this afternoon? Mr. Hopper and I are really worried about you!"

Amelia could not help laughing and said, "Aunty, I can understand why you're worried about me. However, why the hell Patrick would worry about me?"

"What are you talking about hell?" The housekeeper did not understand her meaning behind her words and said, "Miss Amelia, Mr. Hopper asked you to go to him in his room as soon as you came home..." "Go to him? I guess there's no need to." Amelia looked at the second floor as if she was looking at a tiger waiting to eat people.

"Miss Amelia, since Mr. Hopper is worried about you, why don't you go and meet him? How about... I ask him downstairs?" The housekeeper was about to go upstairs.

Amelia quickly grabbed the housekeeper's arm and said in a panic, "I'll go upstairs by myself!"

Patrick was very angry now. If the housekeeper asked him to come downstairs, it was inevitable to prove that she was trying to put up a front.

The housekeeper's worries gone after she heard Amelia's. After watching Amelia went upstairs and knocked on the door, she went to finish the rest of her work.

On the second floor.

As soon as Amelia knocked on the door, she heard a rush of footsteps. The door of the room was opened. Before she could react, she was dragged into the room by a slender and perfect hand. When she looked up, she saw Patrick's handsome face. Amelia did know that this was not the time to admire his handsome face because it was very likely that she would be scolded by him.

As expected he asked immediately, "Where have you been!"

Amelia pursed her lips and said, "I went to the Scarlet Clothing."

After parting ways with Patrick, she wanted to rest.

However, she vaguely remembered that she had agreed to go to book a custom-made wedding dress with Tiffany today. In order to get it done as soon as possible, she decided to go instead. Patrick's eyes were deep and hard to understand. "What are you doing at the Scarlet Clothing?"

"I promised to help Brittany get a wedding dress."

"Wouldn't it be enough to just make a phone call?"

Amelia shook her head and said, "No, firstly I have to check the patterns and the details. I think it's better to check it with my own eyes."

Patrick said indifferently, "Then how can you be sure that Brittany will like the wedding gown?"

Amelia's answer was a little barbaric. "It doesn't matter whether she likes it as long as I like it. I chose it according to my taste. Of course, I'll choose the most comfortable fabric for her!" "You've done too much for her wedding, haven't you?"

"It is to tie Daniel and The Ramsay Family together. I don't want anything happen to the marriage of Brittany and Daniel! Do you still have anything to tell? If nothing else, I have to go back to my room to rest." Patrick suppressed the urge to hold his forehead. He was distracted by her wedding dress affair and almost forgot the important thing he wanted to say. "You told me that you were looking for me last night? An entire night?"

Amelia was stunned and replied quickly, "No. I lied to you."

On the way back, she had already thought about it. The sentence 'I spent the whole night looking for you' in the morning was undoubtedly asking for humiliation.

Even if Patrick believed it, she would only got ridiculed by him, not to mention that he did not believe it at all!

Why didn't she keep it simple if she knew that he would always question her? Just ignore it in order to keep her dignity.

Patrick was getting ready to apologize. However, he choked up after hearing Amelia's answer. He stared at her eyes in annoyance and asked word by word, "Are you sure?"

Amelia shrugged and pretended to be indifferent. "Just think, I have been looking forward to watch the sunrise for so long. How can I give up such a perfect opportunity because of you?"

If it were not for the two calls from Ryan and Owen, Patrick would have believed her!

Amelia felt that Patrick was speechless when she saw that his face was cold and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

With a smile, she took the initiative to say, "It seems that you have nothing to ask. I'll go back to my room to rest."

As her voice fell, she turned and left.

When she walked to the door, Patrick's low voice suddenly came, "Amelia, you are the real coward."

Amelia's hand which was on the doorknob, froze. Coward? Whenever someone was hurt in love, they would become cautious. This was called self protection.

Amelia took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked out.

After back to her bedroom,

Amelia pulled her phone out of the socket which was fully charged and pressed the power button.

After turning the phone on, she was trying to put the phone back on the table. Suddenly, a few missed calls and a missed text message popped up in her sight. She swiped the text message and found that it was sent by Ryan and asked her where she was.

Needless to say, the missed calls were all from Ryan.

Amelia looked embarrassed. She was afraid that Ryan would get to the bottom of the matter if she replied to him on the phone. Hence, she decided to send a text message to inform him that she and Patrick had successfully met and that they would arrive home safely which would prevent them from getting into trouble.

The next day.

Hayden was so happy that he held the newly bought skateboard and appeared in front of both Patrick and Amelia in a hip-hop style. He said, "Hey! What do you think of my outfit?"

Amelia who was having breakfast looked up in a hurry and said, "Look quite cool."