Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 221

Howard shook his head, "But you know, you can get a lot of interest back a year on that money in the bank, and George allowed me to default for two years, and after two years he only recovered the principal and didn't ask for a penny of interest."

Eve said unreasonably, "It's only two years of interest. George is a businessman. If he cares about this little interest, how can he make a friend with a powerful background like you?"

Howard frowned, "It's true that this money is not worth much to the now huge Roxxon, but a small thing is the easiest way to reflect a person's quality, and I decided then that George was a friend worth making for the rest of my life."

Eve had already guessed what Howard was going to say next.

"I'm impressed with George, and my outlook on his daughter won't be too bad, which is why I'm trying so hard to set Amelia up with Patrick, and as for the divorce you're talking about, no one can force Amelia unless she gives her own nod of approval."

Eve was furious, but now that Howard had raised the issue to the level of "The Ramsay Family owed a debt of gratitude to The Hopper Family," she'd be ungrateful to insist on Amelia's divorce!

"All right! I was the one who lost my mind in anger. Are you happy now? But you defend that little bit..." sensing Howard's unkind look, Eve reluctantly changed her tune, "That Amelia! I just can't figure out why you're being so nice to her, and you should have explained it to me earlier. It won't be so disorienting!"

With an unspoken annoyance at Eve's barbaric behavior, Howard swallowed his revulsion and calmly said, "Your child is an adult, just leave it to Patrick and blade all your grievances."

At the same time, in the cafe.

The first thing Patrick said to Amelia was, "Are you an idiot?"

"What?" Amelia choked, a little baffled by his scolding.

Scanning the bruise on the right side of her face, Patrick said helplessly, "How many times have you already suffered by my mom, and you still can't learn to put up with her?"

"I have endured your mom!" Amelia held her hands uneasily under the table, "But when your mother came and smashed a glass at me and slapped me, she's totally challenging my patience!"

"She smashed you with a glass?" Patrick was surprised.

Amelia bit her lip and fidgeted, "I ducked fast, so she... she didn't hit me."

Patrick lifted her chin up to examine the swollen right side of her face, his mother really hadn't missed a chance to punish Amelia.

"Waiter!" He snapped his fingers.

The waiter hurried forward and asked, "Mr. Hopper, what can I do for you?"

"Do you have any medicines for swelling?" Patrick asked.

"Yes! Please wait for a moment. I'll get it for you." The waiter answered.

Amelia blinked his eyes and asked in embarrassment, "Is it too troublesome?"

Patrick sneered and said, "Are you a woman?"

"Of course I'm a woman!" Amelia straightened her chest.

Patrick deliberately said with disdain, "Since you have the consciousness of being a woman, please take care of your own face more. It's so swollen that you look ugly."

"Patrick, you... Ahh!" Amelia was about to fight back, but Patrick touched her right face at this time, which was so hurt that made her eyes full of tears.

"Let's see how long you stay strong in disguise." He snorted, deliberately hiding the fact that he cared about her.

After the waiter handed over a tube of ointment, Patrick reached out to take it, squeezed it on his finger, and applied it on Amelia personally, "Can you stand this force?"

Amelia turned his face slightly and looked into his eyes.

Patrick's eyes full of concern and guilt, making her suddenly a little sad, she quickly avoided his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm good."

Patrick sensed something different and his massage suddenly stopped, "Why does your voice sound strange? Am I massaging too hard and hurting you?" "No!" Amelia disguised it by saying, "You better hurry up and apply it! I have to get back to work after applying!"

Her stubbornness really made Patrick angry and sympathetic, and after a pause, he said genuinely, "In the future, if Mom asks you to meet her again, or if you unintentionally run into her, find ways to buy time, then call me, and I'll get to you as soon as I can, wherever I am."

Hearing this, Amelia's eyes suddenly became animated and her heart was full of joy. "Well, I'll keep it in mind!" Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Silly woman," Patrick thought.

He was just giving her a little sweetness and treating her a little better and she was so grateful when it was his mother who's the one who hurt her! She didn't even complain, but was genuinely grateful to him!

"You don't have to thank me. This is what I should do." He put down the ointment and pretended to be calm.

Amelia clearly said, "No, if it weren't you, She wouldn't let me go so easily."

In addition, she would like to thank him for hiding the fact to Eve that her arm was injured. Otherwise, her situation would be more difficult.

In Roxxon Corporation, the sales department.

When Amelia returned to the department, the five bright red fingerprints on her right face instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Doris first stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

"Wasn't it because you're a stupid little girl who betrayed me?"

Amelia was upset, but she would not argue with her colleague. "It's all right. I just went out for a walk, then there was a mosquito sticking to my face. I slapped my face and killed it!"

"It was so cool!" After saying this, Doris widen her eyes and said, "By the way, Eve came to our department and asked me where you went! I saw that she was a smiling and easy-going lady, so I told her that you went to the cafe."

"She is smiling? She is easy-going?" Amelia tried to laugh sarcastically, but her face hurt so much that she couldn't do it.

Doris nodded her head, showing a look of envy and said: "Yes, she spoke softly, and she also said thank you to me. She is more than fifty years old, but still looks like thirty or forty years old! ? Do you think that women who marry into wealthy families are so elegant and intellectual that they live a relaxed and happy life and don't have to work, so they don't age?"

"Doris, sometimes, don't believe too much in what you see with your own eyes.."

Amelia didn't want to make fun of the silly girl's vision of a luxurious life, but she herself was a real example of a "luxurious daughter-in-law" who was wrapped up in gossip and slapped in the face by her mother-in-law, and finally had to go back to work in the department!