Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 5

"Tell me."

"Divorce. And it has to be Amelia who proposed it."

It was a night with a starless sky. Amelia returned to her apartment by her electric scooter.

A man was yelling next door. Amelia didn't feel right about it and called the police to investigate the late night disturbance.

Back in her apartment, Amelia sat on a rattan chair and awaited her roommate Jessica's interrogation.

Jessica shot her questions like a tommy gun. "Spill it. Where did you go tonight? Who did you meet? What did you talk about?"

"Jessica, I'm not a murder suspect, okay?" Amelia took a sip of water and told her the truth, "I'm getting married. My husband-to-be is the next CEO of Roxxon, with a face of an angel who lives like a king. Wish me luck."

"What... what?" After a moment of silence, Jessica screeched so loud she almost broke all the glass windows.

Jessica was utterly stunned and speechless, while Amelia added with an unusual serenity, "Commercial marriages. You know how it is."

To Jessica, commercial marriages would be something she can only see from some soap opera. But she believed that Amelia must have a strong reason to make such a decision that could determine the rest of her life.

"By the way, soon after you left for the blind date, Daniel Phillips showed up. I said you weren't here, so he asked me to give you this."

From the coffee table, Jessica took out a letter with a red envelope laced with gold on the side and handed it to Amelia.

Although she prepared herself mentally, she still felt a stake stabbing her heart when she found out it was a wedding invitation.

Suppressing the urge to burn it, she read the invitation word by word.

There is an engagement party on the 11th next month, on the first floor in Hampton Hotel. The groom would be Daniel Phillips, and the bride would be Brittany Ramsay... Jessica sounded furious, "Amy, if I were you, I'd rather die than go to that party. Let those wicked couple rot with their stupid party."

"Let's talk about it later." Amelia closed her eyes, trying to hide her fatigue.

a one- nightstand who

their life together forever, was

On a Saturday.

clock went off, so she

and Patrick would meet up at the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate. But

got up and pulled out a dusty suitcase under her bed. She stared at the image of a mermaid on the suitcase and took a stroll in the memory

her from Disneyland when she was a child. The

her now as she was about to

rested in peace, she could only watch over Amelia

a gorgeous ride your husband has. Can I touch it?

Jessica had been gawking in awe at that limited-edition Lamborghini since it was parked outside the Civil Affairs

into Amelia's arms. "Oh honey, I can't do this anymore. Your husband already looks tasty on the photos in

you want?" Amelia asked

off and let him

million ways..."

as Amelia turned around, she saw Patrick lifted his right eyebrow, as if

a cough and pushed Jessica away, who was still leaning on her. She snared, "You little vixen! I hope your future husband is seven feet tall who will work you every night!" Assuming Jessica would feel embarrassed, she actually muttered with joy, "Well

Amelia, "Are you ready or

serious note, "Mr. Hopper, my dear Amelia has never been loved since she

Patrick asked Amelia "So, you want me to play you in

turned red in a flash and replied, "Hey, it wasn't me who

Your baby sister? By the way, she doesn't

with her eyes locked dead on him. "If you dare to even

"You just can't wait to control my

breath. "Once we got our marriage certificate, I could care less if you were out there being playboy every night and scoring every woman

the promise he hoped for, Patrick gave a wicked grin,

on weekends. Since it was the Patrick Hopper who came to apply for the certificate,