Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 992

And after seeing the content of the text, Patrick finally understood why Amelia was in such a hurry to avoid him after they came back. It turned out that she was not hiding from him but she was running away from the embarrassment that would be happening.

Patrick felt embarrassed at the same time. The intention to kill was growing inside him!

He immediately dialed Florence's number, and the call was soon connected.

Florence's pleasant greeting came from the opposite side. "Patrick, are you here to share your reading experience with me?

So how was it? Isn't it nice? Don't you think their art is so exotic and creative? Did it provide you with some insights?"

Patrick was almost choked as Florence was bombarding him with words, "Florence Hopper!" Patrick shouted.

"Yes, I'm here!" Florence answered at once.

"You know, sooner or later, you would push me into my own grave."

As he said this, Patrick's expression looked as if he was about to burst into flames.

However, Florence was on the phone so she could not see Patrick's expression.

She even rubbed some salt on his wound, "Hey, how can I push you into your grave. If I really wanted to frame you, all I need is to ask Amelia to ignore you.

I can guarantee that as long as Amelia is ignoring you, being alive would be worse than being dead for you!"

Patrick was so angry that he ran out of words.

On the other side of the phone, Florence continued to ask excitedly, "Patrick, since we parted at Owen's house, I've given you so many ideas. Have you reconciled with Amelia yet?" Patrick subconsciously looked at Amelia's room on the second floor and said grumpily, "We've already made up, but now... I don't know!"

"How can you not know?"

I

together every day. You're too slow if you didn't know whether Amelia has made up with you or not!" Patrick remained silent. If it were not for this text message, things would have been resolved for

awkwardness at this moment.

Amelia as soon as possible. He

I won't bother you anymore. By the way, Patrick, I have a lot of novels with me. If you want, I can recommend them to you."

anymore! Save your novels and read them yourself! Also! From this moment on, never tell the name of the novel in your text or when you call me. Do you hear

one who asked me how to ingratiate yourself with women. Now you are blaming me for meddling in your business. I am kind enough to provide you with help and you turn me down. Dang it, you really deserve

tone became unfriendly. "What did you

you said you have something else to do? Well, that's all for now.

adjusted his expression

Moments later...

to tell you." After a while, the door was slowly opened.

to push her against the

soft

which made her face look smaller and cuter. It softened her facial features

his nose in her neck

not

"Did you see

Amelia nodded helplessly.

reading the content of the text message when I was driving. Otherwise, I would

when she was in the car. Was this considered a kind of

to explain. I didn't read the book that was sent to me

could not believe her ears no matter how hard

since Patrick was acting so seriously, she could not point at him and called his bluff,

eyes, Patrick could not help but emphasize his tone. "I'm telling the

in agreement and said, "Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you said is true. I trust

how she sounded like she was comforting a three years old kid, Patrick's