Chapter 337

"Do you know that you're married now? I'm your wife. Before you get divorced, as long as there's a woman who's entangled with you, I'll have the right to ask!" "Then let's get a divorce!" Patrick was so annoyed that he pushed her away and went straight into the house.

Amelia's figure froze. "Stop!"

Patrick turned his head and asked in an indifferent tone, "What's wrong? Did you agree to divorce?"

Amelia stared at him, felt hurt. She asked, "Is she that good?"

Patrick knew how to dote on people and how to hurt them the most. He said, "She's better than you."

"I see..." To his surprise, instead of losing her temper, Amelia said to him calmly, "Go in first, and I'll look at the flowers."

The pansies blooming in the courtyard were his first gift to her in winter, and she wanted to enjoy them for a while longer.

Patrie looked at her sad face and thought she was deliberately playing the pity game, he didn't want to enter her trap, and went inside. The first thing he did after entering the house was to go back to the study, then took out the envelope in his pocket and opened it to see... I MISS YOU.

"I miss you." Patrick felt his heartbreak as he read those three words. Years ago, Sissi completely disappeared from his life with a breakup letter, and years later, she's trying to barge into his world in the same way?

Looking at the date of the letter, which coincided with the night Charles called him, Patrick suddenly felt the irony that, as Amelia had said, Sissi had contacted him as soon as her divorce was finalized. What did she want? To get back together or to seek solace from him?

And he clearly knew what kind of woman she was, so why would he be so obsessed with her? Even for a simple "I miss you" and would think about it?

Outside the house.

a few moments of

there were still people who send letters across the sea, not usually choose to

nostalgia, no matter how wonderful the text in the e-mail, that was cold, but those familiar

phone in her

the phone and answered, "Hello,

girl, it's me. My wallet was on a bus.

in the supermarket. You don't

you

of Patrick's study. In the end, she chose to

stepped in, she saw Granny Hopper sitting on a chair for the guests to rest. In front of her was a shopping cart with the products piled up like a hill, but because of the loss

"Granny!" Amelia called out.

and said gloomily, "It's all my fault. I lost the wallet, which made you have to

heating in the car,

cart and said helplessly,

did she find? The babies formulated

"These are for your baby in advance. Although there are a lot of things, you can

I don't care about money. It's these

go with Patrick on a date trip a few days

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