Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 369

Amelia asked with a concerned tone, "What's your mother's name?"

Jessica's voice suddenly cooled down. "Her surname is Bland. She's a shrink."

Amelia knitted her beautiful brows immediately at that. Sometimes life just liked to play this kind of joke that one could never be amused!

"What kind of person is she?" Calming herself down, Amelia kept asking.

Without a second thought, Jessica blurt out, "She? She's just a b*tch!"

Other than being silent, Amelia wasn't sure what else she could do.

Jessica emphasized, "You didn't get it wrong. She's a b*tch to me! You must have wondered why I never came home all these years in college and at work. That's because of my mother! She makes me feel ashamed!"

Amelia had never heard her friend being so emotional. At the mention of the subject, Jessica spoke openly herself, "When I was a freshman, my father was diagnosed with bowel cancer. Do you know what my mother did? One day, I skipped

school to go home, only to find that she was pressed against the sofa by a man, leaving him to do whatever he wanted to her. I beat that man away with a chair, but my mother slapped me on the face and said I ruined her plan! Ah, isn't it a shame to have such a mother?"

Amelia swallowed hard. "She doesn't look like such a kind of woman..."

Jessica blanked for few seconds before she asked doubtfully, "Amelia, what do you mean by that? Have you seen my mom?"

"You misheard me. I was saying that I didn't expect your mother to be such a kind of woman!" Amelia explained in time.

"Oh, okay..." said Jessica.

Amelia wiped off a drop of sweat gratefully when Jessica did not ask more. "Jessica, do you hate her?"

hate her guts! I swear I'll never see her

sigh of relief. She had her own concerns. If Jessica got involved because of Jocelyn, should Amelia side with her husband

worry about. From Jessica's

about Sierra before they said goodnight

knock on the

put down her cell phone and got out of bed to open the

beautiful figure pressing towards her, Amelia was caught off guard and instinctively reached out to support the other lady. "Amelia..." Florence pursed her lips and said

recovered?" Amelia

Florence nodded weakly.

amused,

looked sad. "It is. But deep down, I don't want to

were a little intriguing. "Florence, you

eyes. "Amelia, would you ask me until I finish my

his mother!"

her unpredictable behaviors, Amelia had a mixed

the hospital, not only Mrs. Smith did not hold a grudge against me, she even cooked a lot of delicious food for me. I've put on weight. Pinch my face if

wasn't going to pinch her face. "Don't

I won't see her again." Florence pointed her fingers regretfully, probably thinking of the food that she could no longer enjoy. The next day, at Roxxon

the time and found that it was almost half-past five. She began to get excited. She was going to celebrate Patrick's birthday at twelve o'clock tonight. Apart from the cake, should

rang suddenly. She picked it up in a hurry and said, "Oh, hello,

though

good mood, "Yes, I just

"Well, you are working, so

you don't have to hang up so