Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel 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?"

Jessica said with a grudge, "More than that, I hate her guts! I swear I'll never see her again in my life!"

Amelia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had her own concerns. If Jessica got involved because of Jocelyn, should Amelia side with her husband or her friend?

Hearing that Jessica didn't care about Jocelyn anymore, she thought there was nothing to worry about. From Jessica's comment, maybe Jocelyn wasn't as decent as she appeared to be.

After preparing herself, Amelia asked Jessica about Sierra before they said goodnight to each other.

There was a knock on the door.

Hearing the knocking, Amelia put down her cell phone and got out of bed to open the door.

Seeing a 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 to Amelia, "From tomorrow onward, I don't have to serve that a*shole Hobart anymore."

"He has recovered?" Amelia asked.

Florence nodded weakly.

Amelia was amused, "Isn't that good?"

Florence looked sad. "It is. But deep down, I don't want to part with that a*shole— "

Amelia was surprised. Florence's words were a little intriguing. "Florence, you don't have a crush on him, do you?"

Florence rolled her eyes. "Amelia, would you ask me until I finish my sentence? I don't want to part with

his mother!"