Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1516

At the sight of Amelia's frown, Jessica hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to mock your father-in-law."

"It's okay. I understand."

Jessica then sneaked a glance at Amelia before she asked, "Amelia... You don't think that I should put all the blame on my mother, do you?"

"Um..." Amelia noticed the glimpse of sorrow in Jessica's tone, and she could not help but hesitate. At last, she could not bring herself to hurt Jessica's feelings anymore. So, she replied faintly, "Perhaps it's not my place to judge. After all, I'm a mere outsider."

Jessica heard Amelia's reply, and only then did she break into a smile. She seemed relieved as if she finally had an ally who stood by her.

"I'm not accusing her out of the blue. When my father was admitted to a hospital for treatment after he was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I ran home from school, crying, as soon as I learned of his illness with the money I earned from my part-time job. The last thing I expected to see was a strange man touching her."

"So, I grabbed a chair and began hitting that man hysterically until he fled the scene. The next thing I could remember was her slapping me on my face for wrecking her plan. It was my first time beating someone up to protect her. But the irony is that it was also the first time she had hit me for a man that I did not know. All she could think of to do was mess with another man when my poor father was dying in the hospital. Do you think that's acceptable?"

Amelia's brows creased and hushed, "Jessica, calm down!"

Jessica took the glass of cold beverage from the table and gulped it down. When her rage finally receded, she continued, "Forget about her. The more I talk about her, the angrier I get."

"Well, I shouldn't have brought this up in the first place." Amelia could do nothing but to comfort her. It was not long after that she remembered something all of a sudden and asked, "I remember that the tuition fee for each semester was around ten thousand dollars. On top of that, there were also the living cost and resource fees. I always wonder if the earning from your part-time job was sufficient to cover all those expenses. Was it?"

Amelia merely spoke her mind when her curiosity prompted her to ask the question. She had no ill intention to ask that.

After all, a part-time job required a lower commitment than a full-time job, so the welfare was rather limited. Amelia could only think of trivial tasks such as handing out flyers and errand running, which were common among students.

Jessica looked at Amelia. She could not help but recall to herself, "She's right. What kind of job did I take up back then that supported me to graduate? Also, how was I able to open my own coffee shop not long after graduation?"

my mother did. But do you know what's the irony? In the following four years after that incident,

her confusion. It took her a

her completely. "Most of my tuition fees and living costs in those four years, which included this coffee shop that's now

poor but happy?" Amelia murmured.

start telling you from the time when the doctor declared that there was no hope in helping my father. Even if he were to stay in the hospital, he was only counting down to his own death. Alongside, the ward charges were extremely costly. So, my father insisted that

him to suffer, especially when he had not much time left. SO, we thought that it would be best

in my family. So, I got a job offer to work as a salesgirl in a club through a friend." "I turned eighteen that same year, and I was new to the university. Needless to say, I was inexperienced and naive. As my friend

in charge was easy- going. He gave me full discretion to decide on my working schedule,

new information. She asked, "Why didn't

"I was ashamed to let you know. After all, that was not a place that I

of us that you were working at a fast-food

"Hmm."

everything began to click. Amelia muttered, "No wonder you used to make up

"You're right. The part-time job

information that Jessica had bombarded at her. So, she

head as she corrected Amelia, "No.

was it such a

sorrow flashed across Jessica's eyes as she replied, "For several reasons,

of job did you take up after that?" As far as Amelia could recall, Jessica appeared

I ended up becoming, urn..." Jessica stumbled to search for the most appropriate word

"A call girl?"

since the

glass and took

"To process