Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 848

Hearing Patrick's aggressive questioning, Amelia's expression darkened.

Amelia took a look at George and Alice, seeing that Alice was looking at her too, she uneasily turned and headed to the balcony.

In order to avoid disturbing the two elders, Amelia lowered her voice, "What does it have to do with you whether I'm home or not? You're staying at the Land of Fragrance, and I'm staying at the Ramsay Mansion. Why would you be bothered by when I'm back?"

Patrick immediately realized that something was wrong with her. "Why are you speaking so softly? Is it not convenient for you to talk to me? Where are you now and who are you with?"

Amelia opened her mouth and said, "I'm at home!"

Patrick exposed her lie. "I just called to your house. Your butler told me that you aren't home! You're lying!"

Amelia felt as if she was being scolded while being pointed at her head as her temples kept pounding.

"No matter where you are now, get out of there and come back to the Land of Fragrance at once.

Otherwise, I will..." "Sorry!" Amelia raised his voice and covered Patrick's threat. "I'm not a dog and I don't know how to listen to orders of others. Maybe you can show me in person when there's an opportunity?"

"How dare you!"

"Do you have anything else to say? If you don't, I'll hang up then!"

When he heard that Amelia was so anxious to hang up the phone, Patrick dissuaded her incoherently, "Wait a minute! I mean... I'm sick... when will you be back?"

Amelia said flatly, "It's late. So I won't be back today."

Patrick changed the topic and said, "At least tell me where you are? Don't make me worry about you."

The change in his attitude was so big that it made her heart pound.

When she came back to her senses, an answer popped out of her mouth. "I'm in the hospital."

"You're visiting you dad." Patrick responded quickly.

"Yeap," Amelia replied as she pressed her lips together and stopped talking because of the irritating feeling Patrick had given her.

Patrick's voice softened. "How's your father?"

"Still the same as before."

Patrick asked patiently, "So he can't speak nor move and he would need to rely on the wheelchair?"

"Yes, that's right."

Patrick's voice turned even gentler. "I told you before that we can hire a doctor to take care of dad but you refused because you were worried that he couldn't take it anymore. What about now? Did you change your mind?"

The atmosphere between the two was unexpectedly peaceful because of George. In the face of Patrick's proposal, Amelia did not refuse him immediately. "If it's okay, please contact him for me. As for the costs, I'll pay forthem."

The other side quieted down. Apparently, with Patrick's personality, he would not allow his woman to pay for anything. "You have to know that your father is my father-in-law. It's reasonable for me to hire a doctor for him."

"Yes, I know."

To be honest, Amelia was also very mad about this.

She was now against Patrick for Huxton's sake. How could she accept his kindness at this moment? If she did, what would the things she insisted on become? A joke?

Patrick was also very clear about this issue. He then said, "How about this? I'll make an appointment with the expert first. As for the cost, we'll talk about it later."

Hearing this, Amelia felt it was also a good idea so she agreed on it. "Then I'll thank you in advance."

"Alright, that's a deal then," Patrick said.

Amelia said, "Okay." She did not complain that he had not visited George for such a long time while they were on the phone.

After counting the days herself, she had not come to the hospital for a long time too. She was already in such a situation, let alone Patrick who was such a big shot. She was already very gratified to the request for a foreign doctor to treat George.

"So, when will you be back?" Patrick then unconsciously switched the topic back to when will Amelia be back.

After the discussion a moment ago, Amelia found it hard to reject him. "Er, I..."

"It doesn't matter even if you can't be back right away. Anyway... I'm almost there."

Patrick's words seemed to be carried by the wind as they slipped into Amelia's ears.

"What did you say?" Amelia's eyes widened.

Patrick chuckled. "See you later."

After that, the call was cut off.

Amelia was a little stunned as she was holding her phone. Patrick's words 'I'm almost there', and 'see you later', kept rewinding in her mind. She thought to herself, "Is he coming to the hospital with his injured shoulder?" From NôvelDrama.Org.

She walked back into the room from the balcony in a daze. As Alice saw her, she then asked, "Are you alright?" Amelia shook her head and answered, "I'm fine Aunt Alice, thanks for asking."

"Did you quarrel with Patrick again?" Alice could feel Amelia's mood swinging when she was talking on the balcony.

In order not to make Alice worried, Amelia had to say, "Aunt Alice, we aren't quarrelling. Patrick just wants to know where I am."

"Oh, Patrick is worried about you!" Alice turned her worry into joy.

Worried?

There was something hidden in Amelia's eyes but she quickly covered it up.

Patrick inquired about her whereabouts because he was worried about her, wasn't he?

It was just that his threatening words and forceful methods had caused her to reject him. That was why she had neglected the kindness in his words.

In the midst of her thoughts, Amelia did not hear what Alice was advising her to do as she was too focused.

After an unknown period of time, they heard several knocks on the door outside the ward.

Alice's expression froze. Without even turning her head, she said to Amelia, "Maybe it's a nurse who's here to inspect the room. I'll open the door."

Amelia, who seemed to sense something, said to Alice, "No! Aunt Alice, I'll go."

Alice nodded.

Amelia stood up from the chair and turned to the door.

Standing in front of the door, Amelia stretched her hand and pulled the curtains from left to right. As she did so her heartbeat was gradually accelerating.

Through the glass window, she saw a pretty little nurse standing outside the door, Amelia stiffened and felt a little sense of sadness as she knew she was overthinking.

As the nurse was looking at her, Amelia twisted the knob and opened the door.

When she was about to ask her to come in, she saw the nurse tilting to her right with red blushes on her face.

Before Amelia could figure out what the nurse was trying to do, a hand reached out of nowhere and it grabbed the wrist that Amelia used to open the door.

Amelia gasped as she was shocked and the hand that was grabbed was trembling as if Amelia was having Parkinson disease.

The expression on her face had greatly pleased the owner of the hand that grabbed her and the owner let out a laugh.

Even the nurse who was in charge of room inspection could not help laughing.

As Amelia heard the familiar laughter, the shock on her face was quickly replaced by anger.

She stepped forward and turned her head along the arm that grabbed her hand. She then saw Patrick dressed in black leaning against the wall and grinning at her wickedly.