Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 439

After the scandal between her and Shawn, another round of heated discussion of her started again on all kinds of social media. "Well, although I'm not in the entertainment business, I caught everyone's attention..." Amelia sighed.

A laugh sounded, "Don't you think they're talking about you because of me?"

Amelia felt a thrill at the back of her head. She looked over her shoulders and found Patrick watching her coldly.

Her face turned pale. "How long have you been standing behind me?"

Patrick added, "Since you started to flatter yourself."

Amelia blushed. "I know they talk about me because of you, but can't you just let me flatter myself a little?"

Patrick grabbed a chair and sat next to her. "Sure, my woman is qualified enough to flatter herself."

Amelia was caught off guard. She thought that Patrick was a reserved man and had never expected him to be so natural when flirting with her. Patrick glanced at the small square box under the computer screen. "Are you checking the condition of Mount Logan?"

"Yep," Amelia replied, "I didn't make it there last time, so I want to go again."

Patrick gave her a faint smile. "Not going with that Quartley guy this time?"

Knowing that he was testing her, Amelia played dumb. "I haven't asked him yet. Mr. Hopper, if you like, I can call him and ask him out with us." Patrick couldn't sit tight now. "Mrs. Hopper, how dare you claim to invite Ryan in front of me!"

pinch her pretty nose. Two days later. It was Christmas.

"Uncle Patrick! Amelia!"

could see each other, the children's clear

found two little kids jumping from each side

stood two steps away

and found that his hair was a little shorter and neater, which made him look more like a

the cold, his red, round cheeks looked like little apples. He was

miss you too." Amelia

his sparkling eyes

Christmas, Andrew. Long time no see, and you're handsome again." The boy chuckled. In an instant,

for Patrick, the moment

him with a smile and said sweetly, "Uncle Patrick, Merry Christmas. Gift... My gift." So the latter half of her words was the key. Patrick asked, "What do

counted on her fingers, trying to recall what gift she had received the year before. When realizing that she couldn't remember, she said directly, "I'm one year older, so I want

forehead and the corners of his eyes carefully and said, "Uncle, you are talking nonsense! There is no trace of time in you forehead and

Trace of time...

when did this little girl start to learn

Ashley reminded him seriously, "Uncle, what I can't bear the most is to hear you saying yourself old. In my heart, you are

for words. He hadn't died yet, and

said gently, "Andrew, Ashley, look at what

around automatically and asked, "Amelia, what