Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 836

Sawyer replied faintly, "Apex Construction Corporation has recently been striving for the project at the Eastern District. You're not slighted from working with them."

"I don't care!" Mr. Zouch pestered on, "You said you had no interest in Amelia, but you're asking me to sell her my construction materials at a super low price and to compensate the loss I incur from you. Don't tell you you're repaying your kindness?"

After he finished speaking, even Mr. Zouch himself made ridiculous expression. Amelia Ramsay was Patrick Hopper's wife, so Sawyer was supposed to want to take revenge against them!

"Just do as I say, and don't ask so many questions." As the last of his words fell, Sawyer hung up the call.

Mr. Zouch gaped at his beeping phone and snorted. However, a trace of cheekiness drifted across his face.

Was the feud between Patrick, Sissi, and Sawyer going to reenact with Patrick, Amelia, and Sawyer?

If that was the case, then a show was on for Mr. Zouch!

At the same time as Mr. Zouch put away his phone, he pinched the assistant's ear with his other hand and asked insidiously, "Were you eavesdropping?"

The assistant whined, "Ah, boss, let go of me! I didn't hear anything! I swear!"

At eleven o'clock, at Land of Fragrance.

"It turns out that this is President Ramsay's and Mr. Hopper's home sweet home."

After they sent Audrey home, only Amelia and Jonathan were left in the car.

Watching Jonathan looking at the small bungalows full of interest in his eyes, Amelia instantly felt a little guilty.

Jonathan had taken care of her for so long, and she had even visited his house as a guest. However, this was the first time she had brought up her address to him. It was kind of embarrassing to her.

Fortunately, Jonathan did not mind this. "President Ramsay, it's getting late. You should hurry home."

Amelia glanced at the time to find that it was almost midnight. Did that mean she had to stay the night at Land of Fragrance?

She shook her head. She had just returned to check on Patrick and was going to leave after that. She did not intend to stay overnight here.

But if she asked Jonathan to send her back to The Ramsay Mansion again, it would be too troublesome for him. So she nodded and said, "Uncle Tucker, please drive safe. I'll leave first."

"Okay."

After watching Amelia's silhouette as she got closer and closer to the small garden with guards patrolling, he finally felt at ease enough to drive off.

On the other hand, as soon as Amelia appeared at the entrance of the garden, she found the men in black wearing bitter expressions on their faces and muttering something under their breath. No one had taken notice of her arrival.

The night breeze blew, Amelia was dressed in a thin blouse and shivered from the cold. She then accidentally sneezed, which instantaneously attracted the attention of the four men in black.

When the guards turned around and saw Amelia, they were so excited that they immediately carried her by the arms and ran into the house without a second thought.

Amelia's face darkened, but she decided to let them be. They were probably this antsy because they had had a taste of Patrick's wrath.

At the door to the master bedroom, the two men in black on either side of her carefully placed her back onto the ground.

As soon as Amelia's feet touched the floor, a female voice sounded from the bedroom. "Go to sleep. It's late. She most likely won't be able to come back in time."

Amelia's eyebrows creased slightly as Paisley's voice was exuding helplessness and frustrations.

After a while, Paisley's voice called out again, sounding a little flustered this time. "Forget it! If you want to glare at me and wait for her to come back, it's up to you. I'm leaving!"

Then, with a creak, Paisley ran out of the bedroom sullenly and bumped into Amelia right outside the door.

"Madam, be careful!" Fortunately, the men in black behind Amelia was quick to move and helped her in time. Otherwise, this collision would have knocked Amelia over the handrail.

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And with this look, Paisley's closely knitted eyebrows smoothed out right away. She held Amelia's hand firmly, afraid that she might run away, and squeezed it tightly in her grasp. She then cried out, "You're finally here!"

Paisley stormed out of the room in a hurry, so she did not have time to close the bedroom door. Therefore, through the ajar door, the sight of Amelia etched into Patrick's eyes.

His dark pupils were suddenly rippled with raging waves, and a warm sensation spread across his hollow chest, making him feel better from the torture brought on by his illness.

"Go in!" Paisley hurriedly pushed Amelia into the bedroom, regardless of whether Amelia was willing to comply or not.

As soon as Amelia stood still after entering the room, she saw from the corner of her eyes that Paisley and the men in black had all aligned themselves in front of the door, staring at her with malicious intentions.

Amelia felt unsafe and asked, "Paisley, what are you doing?"

"Shh!" Paisley pointed behind Amelia, indicating the person she needed to talk to was behind her, then shut the door without any further explanation.

Through the door, Amelia could still make out the conversation between the men in black and Paisley.

Amelia shook her head. So this was how one could turn to the dark side with bad influence.

Patrick stared at Amelia's thin and straight spine from her back with a poker face. He was right behind her, but she only cared about others.

Disturbed by his penetrating gaze, Amelia had no choice but to turn over stiffly to face Patrick and bite the bullet to look at him.

She had told Patrick that if Huxton did not come back to resume as a butler, she would not come back to Land of Fragrance. So, what was she doing at this moment? Amelia bit her lower lips

irritably.

However, in the face of Patrick's gaunt and weak charming face, the intention to rush out of the room diminished as Amelia gawked at him with a blank stare.

Seeing that Amelia was shocked by his miserable state, Patrick raised his eyebrows in delight. This was exactly the effect he was going for.

"Come here and sit down." Unfortunately for him, it was a pity that the domineering way the words came out of his mouth had exposed his true nature.

Because of this, Patrick looked nervously at Amelia, hoping to not see disgust from her.

Luckily, Patrick's fever was indeed a blessing in this situation. Amelia was magnanimous and did not make a fuss about it. She even complied with his instructions and walked towards him.

Speaking of breaching the contract, she had already broken the promise when she came to pick up her luggage the other morning.

Patrick had also forcefully carried her back to Land of Fragrance. So he had violated the agreement once as well.

And by this time, she returned to Land of Fragrance by herself, and so, she had broken the contract.

Both of them had breached the agreement once each, so they were on equal terms.

However, she had never thought of giving up on Huxton. She had only come back because she felt sorry for Patrick. Yes... She would just take a look at him and leave without wasting another second! She wanted to give him the false impression that she had compromised with him!

After silently preparing herself mentally, Amelia sat on the chair that Paisley did not put away.

The chair was quite a distance away from Patrick, so they were more than an arm's length away from each other.

Amelia was furtively glad about this distance, for it meant that Patrick and Paisley knew their boundaries even when they were left alone in a room.