Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 58

In the end, Amelia didn't tell Patrick what happened in the store. Since he had decided to stand up for Cynthia, there must have been many reasons for him to be invulnerable. She did not want to humiliate herself.

With a "bang", the door closed while Amelia acted as if she had never been here.

Patrick's arm on the desk was stretched out. He wondered if Amelia felt innocent at the moment she left.

"It can't be!" He assumed.

She was proud and stubborn. She was always in an invincible position. How could she cry?

At this time, Cynthia quietly came behind him and asked cautiously, "Sir, did I make Madam Amelia unhappy?"

Patrick couldn't describe how he felt but said, "Go back to your work and leave me alone."

Cynthia opened her mouth, but didn't say anything and left quietly.

"Yes, I want to be on leave..."

In the toilet, Amelia's voice was hidden in the sound of flush, which could not be heard clearly.

The HR department asked her how many days off she wanted to be on.

Holding her forehead, Amelia said tiredly, "I can't decide for now. When I want to come back, I'll let you know."

After the HR department agreed, Amelia opened the door and found that Ms. Lily was refining the makeup, so she greeted her.

Seeing Amelia was in a bad mood, Ms. Lily gave her the liquid foundation.

Accepting Ms. Lily's kindness, Amelia looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't sleep well at night and the black circle around her eyes made her look very listless.

Ms. Lily asked while tying up her hair, "My dear, are you okay?"

Amelia stopped for a second and she said with a reluctant smile, "Yep."

"You've got too much pressure?" Ms. Lily asked.

Amelia made an "hmm" sound that could not be heard.

With the tied-up hair, Ms. Lily looked like an elite, saying, "I have a task and need to go to Riverdale for a business trip. If you like, you can go with me and let go of your bad mood by the way." The Riverdale was beautiful and the scenery was unique. It was indeed a good place to have fun. Thinking of the frequent conflicts with Patrick, it was better to stay far and relax herself.

Amelia got interested and asked, "When?" "I'll leave tomorrow and I'll have the ticket booked for you." Ms. Lily said, At home.

Patrick came home early tonight, but Amelia was earlier than him. Tidying up the table and hearing Patrick's footsteps, Amelia did not even raise her eyelids.

Looking at the table, Patrick blurted out discontentedly, "Why didn't you wait for me for dinner?"

Amelia answered with indifference, "I didn't know when you will be back. If I cook too much, they will be wasted."

Sounded reasonable, but her indifference drove him crazy, "Despite waste, you have to prepare the meal for me. You are my wife, so you must serve me wholeheartedly at home!" Hearing the aggressive orders, Amelia sneered and said, "At office, I work hard. At home, I have to serve you. Do you think you're the only one who's tired?"

As her voice fell, Amelia immediately shrugged the duster cloth off his shoulder.

"Do you think you're the only one who's tired?"

Hearing this, Patrick felt Amelia's difficulty, grabbing her arm firmly and said softly, "Mrs. Hopper, I'm hungry. Can you please cook for me?"

Looking up at him, Amelia felt him softened. But she was still angry, so she naturally did not give him any space, saying, "There are instant noodles in the refrigerator. Cook for yourself." After saying that, without waiting for his reply, Amelia pushed his hand away, going upstairs and went back to the room.

Patrick's whole body was surrounded by a low air pressure.

He intended to dine with her, so he canceled dining out with a client, but didn't expect she would be angry with him!

Normally, he would have broken the door and left, but this time he was unusually calm and got himself something to eat.

In the bedroom.

Amelia was removing her clothes, ready for a shower. She bent down and took off her socks. The hard footstep left a purple and green mark on her foot, which looked a little scary.

Biting her lip and showering, she sprayed on the wound, leaving her skin cool and quite comfortable.

Stepping out of the bathroom, she began to pack for the business trip. It was much colder in Riverdale, so she chose a half-sleeved type.

Patrick pushed the door open and his eyes were caught by this scene - Amelia held on to the edge of the bed with one hand, bending down to pack her luggage while her nightdress was drawn to her thigh and her calves were white and straight, which made him impulsive.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was already stained with the sound of emotion and hoarse, "What are you doing?"

Amelia was busy with the luggage and answered without looking back, "Can't you see it?"

Seeing her pulling out the suitcase, Patrick was surprised and said, "I saw it, so I asked what you were going to do!"

After a pause, he asked, "Mrs. Hopper, do you want to run away from home?" It was within his imagination that this was absolutely something she could do based on her character!

Amelia stopped and sneered, "Home? If you didn't remind me, I thought it was a hotel."

This sentence was like thunder, embarrassing Patrick. He stared at her coldly and said, "Don't change the topic. If you don't tell me clearly, you can't get out of this room." Amelia cursed in his heart and said grumpily, "Business trip."

Patrick was stunned and asked, "A business trip?"

Amelia replied with indifference, "Yes, I'll be going with Ms. Lily. We'll leave tomorrow."

Hearing "Ms. Lily", Patrick felt better. He sat on the side of the bed and observed Amelia's face, asking "Did she tell you what the issue is?"

Recalling the dialogue in the morning with Ms. Lily, Amelia said, "It's said that there was a problem with the essential oil of IDG. We are going to return them."

Making sure that she didn't tell a lie, Patrick quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

He stretched out and pulled the clothes that she had not folded into the suitcase, making it a mess. Amelia was so angry and said, "What are you doing? I've been busy packing them!" "I'm checking your suit. You know you represent

Roxxon and I've to make sure that you have the correct dress up."

After the high-sounding explanation, he even checked her bras and panties. His attentive look seemed to have outlined the charm of Amelia on them in his mind. Although Patrick was looking at the clothes, his dark eyes made Amelia uncomfortable. She asked impatiently, "Are you done with them? They're not for you!!" As her voice fell, she was about to grab them.