Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 81

Seeing Patrick might want to refuse, Amelia said hurriedly, "The milk can relieve your discomfort. When I was young, my dad always prepared a bottle of milk for me before eating spicy food." The push-away hand was changed to holding. Patrick inserted the straw and took two sips, feeling much relieved.

Amelia asked softly, "How do you feel?"

Looking at her, Patrick felt it was the first time that Amelia being this tender to him, but it was based on sympathy.

He said coldly, "Not so good."

Amelia didn't care about his coldness and continued, "Where is your car? Let me drive."

"Wow, you know how to drive?" Patrick's surprised eyes were as if he was looking at a country bumpkin.

If it weren't for the fact that he was feeling unwell because of her, she would have already left.

On the road.

It was the first time for Amelia to drive such a luxurious car. Her hand holding the steering wheel could not help sweating. Ever since receiving the license, she had never driven. Therefore, she drove so slowly that she was overtaken.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Patrick pressed his stomach tightly with his hand. Seeing his cold sweat hadn't stopped since getting into the car, Amelia asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Patrick said in a tone of shame, "Stomachache!"

Amelia braked urgently and made a U turn, rushing to the nearby hospital.

She was so anxious that she hit the rear-end of the Rolls-Royce before her!

When the driver got off and saw the luxurious car's butt was scratched, he was so angry that jumping in front of the Lamborghini.

Amelia hurriedly got out of the car, while the driver was making phone calls.

my number? I will pay you the repair fee." Seeing this soft- tempered girl, the driver subconsciously bullied her,

the lady driver with a gloomy face and asked, "Who is

him to

said lightly, "I'm afraid that you

in the sun, so she

driver said with an arrogant attitude, "Then

and

and the drive was to pick him. The car owner narrowed his eyes and said in a condescending tone, "I don't wanna waste my time with you. Tell me, you want it to be

resolve

"$10,000," said the owner.

was obvious that he was going to make a big

what about we resolving with

me detain your car first. My son is working

unhappier. She was afraid that the car would be smashed if it stayed

the badge on the car owner's suit, on which there was personal information, Patrick said with a smile, "You are Chet George? I remember that when you were an intern, you were so poor that you even asked your office to pay for your toothbrush. Now you are promoted to a director and a Rolls-Royce is totally affordable for you, isn't

this, Chet was stunned and asked, "Who, who

know who I am exactly, but my

attitude changed drastically, "You're Mr.

the nobles in Northville,

he wasn't as famous

imposing manner reminded Chet of the celebrity

him to where he

with a particularly intimate smile, "Oh my gosh! Mr. Hopper, don't worry! Let

"..." Amelia was silent.

driver shut

who didn't know the truth, asked in a weak voice, "Sir, you let just