Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 782

Amelia raised her hand to receive the gown. Drowsiness immediately crept up on her as soon as she touched the smooth and cool fabric.

Noticing the dazed look on Amelia's face, Nora said sensibly, "You should get some rest, Owen and I would take our leave now!"

"Thanks, have a good night then Nora..." Amelia said with a gentle voice.

As her voice fell, her gaze drifted past Nora's shoulder. She wanted to bid Owen goodnight but when she looked at the doorway, he was nowhere to be found.

One minute later.

Amelia, who had changed into the pyjamas, stretched her body. Owen had greatly overturned her previous impression on him tonight, who was extremely strange, Nora on the other hand was still as thoughtful as ever.

Amelia walked barefooted towards the side of the bed and plunged into the bed. Although she was worn out and her feelings were numb, she still cried silently.

She kept on crying until she fell asleep.

Owen and Nora, who had been standing guard outside the door looked at each other after a while. Owen then said, "Amelia is asleep."

Nora patted her chest with lingering fear, "Yes, she finally fell asleep. She was crying so hard just now..."

Owen nodded. "Yeah, she cried harder than Ashely would."

Nora glared at him and said, "I'm not saying that she cried really loud, I'm talking about how sad she was! Patrick had gone too far this time. He was the one who caused all this gossips and yet he protected the person involved in the gossip. He even left Amelia alone. If it was me, I would..."

"It wouldn't be you!" Owen interrupted decisively.

Nora was pleased by Owen's sugar-coated words so she changed the topic and said, "As a brother, shouldn't you restrain Patrick?" Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

A rare smirk formed on Owen's righteous face. "Don't worry. I've already taught him a lesson."

Ding dong! Ding dong ding dong!

Nora asked, "Who could it be at this timing?"

A deep gleam flashed past Owen's eyes and with great joy, he said to his lover, "Someone who can't bear it any longer." "You mean...?" Nora was lost for words.

Owen then answered, "Let's open the door and take a look shall we? Come."

At the door.

The moment he saw Huxton's at the door, Owen frowned. He raised his hand and was ready to close the door!

"Wait a minute!" Nora quickly stopped him. "I know this person. He's Patrick's butler!"

With a slight hum, Owen sized Huxton up. He had nothing with him except a flower basket in his right hand and he was wearing a pair of slippers, it was a funny scene to watch!

His younger brother's taste in choosing a butler was really...special.

"Come in." Since Nora said she knew her, Owen had to invite him in out of courtesy.

After Huxton entered the house, he changed into the slippers prepared by Owen. He then raised the flower basket and said, "This is my master's simple gift for you two."

Owen cast a glance at the flower baskets and said. "That's really simple."

Huxton felt embarrassed. When Patrick threw him out, he only had some money in his pocket.

The money was only enough for him to buy a decent basket. As for the flowers, he picked them from the roadside...

Fortunately, Nora did not tease at him. After receiving it, she gave him a gentle smile, "The flowers look fresh."

"Yes it sure does, I felt like it had just been plucked." Owen added before asking, "Why did Patrick send you here?"

Huxton answered honestly, "Sir, I'm here to take Madam Amelia back."

Owen looked as if he had known this would happen. "Why didn't he pick up his own wife himself?"

Huxton pondered for a while and said, "As a subordinate, I dare not to speculate my master's thoughts."

Owen opened his mouth and said, "Go back and tell this to Patrick. Tell him that although my place isn't as large and comfortable as the Land of Fragrance, it's more than enough for us to have a room for Amelia."

Indeed, he was not being sincere enough. Owen would not allow him to take Amelia back!

But if he went back empty-handed like this, there was no way he could explain it to Patrick.

If he could not take Amelia back, it meant that his

holiday with Scarlett was gone as well...

Huxton was indeed troubled.

"Nora, please sent him off." Owen did not care about the young man's mood at all.

After Nora put the flower basket away, she said courteously to Huxton, "It's very safe for Amelia to stay here. There's nothing for you and Patrick to worry about."

Huxton was anxious. He said, "Madam Nora, my master isn't just worried..."

"Sent him off!" Owen's voice was loud and clear. He was posing a threat.

"Well, Huxton please be safe on the way! Also, thank you for the flowers that you sent on behalf of your master." This was what Nora could say when she heard Owen's tone.

Each step Huxton took was heavy, he did not want to go back to meet his death.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I have a presumptuous request. Can you take me in for a night? I can only report to my master after picking up Madam Amelia!"

Owen and Nora went speechless.

Huxton rejected the suggestion by Nora of staying in the guest room and chose to sleep on the sofa.

He had been struggling in his life since he was child. He had experienced all sorts of hardships and he was very satisfied with the fact that he had a leather sofa to sleep on.

Owen liked his humble attitude, so he gave Huxton a quilt before going to bed.

Everyone went to bed after Huxton settled down.

Amelia did not know what had happened as she was having a sweet sleep. The only one tossing and turning was Patrick who was far away on the Land of Fragrance.

The next day.

Amelia rubbed her eyelids habitually and turned over to the left. As a result, she hit her nose on the wall and woke up in pain.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was not in her room.

She rubbed her nose and succumbed to her bad luck, she then rolled down the bed from the right side.

Amelia entered the bathroom and took the gown off, When she was halfway done, she realized that all her clothes were left unwashed beside the sink. She was then caught in the thought should she continued on wearing it or not.

Just as Amelia was hesitating, there was a sudden knock on the door without any consistency. She poked her head out from the bathroom and asked softly, "Who is it?"

The sound of an excited child's voice came from outside. "Aunt Amelia, it's me and Ashley! Hurry up and open the door!"

Amelia quickly tidied up her pyjamas and made sure that she did not expose anything that should not be exposed. Then she went out of the bathroom and opened the door.

Amelia looked down and smiled at the cute kids in front of her, she then greeted them.

"Aunt Amelia!"

"You heartless woman!"

"Hey, wait a minute! Don't pounced on my thigh!

Hey! Ashley, take your hands out from my dress, I'm going expose!!!"