Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 429

Colleague C aked, "Well, can't they be childhood sweethearts?"

Childhood sweetheart? Given Patrick's grumpy personality, his childhood sweetheart must have been so unlucky.

Frustrated, Amelia corrected them. "I met Patrick on a blind date."

"What?" Everyone roared!

"A good-looking man like Mr. Hopper needs a blind date? You must be kidding me!"

Amelia covered her almost-deaf ear and nodded. "Well, and we got married less than a month after the blind date."

"You got married that soon?" The crowd burst into another uproar!

How desperate Mr. Hopper must have been? He couldn't even wait to marry Amelia before they had dated for a month.

Amelia smiled dryly. What she was telling them the simplified story in which too many were remained untold since they were too embarrassing to be mentioned.

At the president's office.

When Patrick walked out of the elevator, he heard the secretary talking to someone. He looked over and found Mamie holding the secretary's arm tightly and badgering. "Miss, please just tell me when Mr. Hopper will come back."

"How could I know! I'm not his mind reader!" The secretary was so annoyed that she wished she could kick her.

"Miss..." The moment Mamie caught a glimpse at Patrick, she let go of her secretary and approached him anxiously, "Mr. Hopper, can we have a word?"

Patrick nodded casually. "Go ahead."

Mamie bit her lip. "Can we talk in your office?"

"You have so many requests." Patrick was indifferent.

Mamie could only give an awkward look at the secretary. But the latter didn't take orders from regular employees easily, not to mention that Mamie had been fired already!

"Mr. Hopper, I need to work. I won't go anywhere."

After that, the secretary returned to her seat. Regardless of Mamie's feelings, she kept tapping her keyboard loudly.

Knowing that there was no way for her to get alone with Patrick, Mamie had no choice but to say, "Mr.

Hopper, here's the thing. I wonder how I have offended you so that you decide to expel me..."

Patrick hated tactless women the most. He had made himself clear enough, yet she was still here asking for the reason, "Didn't Ms. Reed tell you why when she went back?"

Mamie's eyes were filled with tears. "She did, but I couldn't accept it! From last night's conversation, I can tell that you do enjoy talking to me about teaching. It was obvious that you like me, so why did you fire me?"

Patrick began suddenly, "You remind me. I did find it interesting that you used to be a teacher."

Mamie felt the glimmer of hope and hurried to say, "Then you should let me stay, Mr. Hopper. If you want, I could tell you stories every day."

"I don't need you to tell me stories, but I do have an ideal job for you," Patrick said seriously.

"What is it?" Could it be that she was going to be his secretary? Some keen longing possessed Mamie.

But Patrick began, "We are running a sponsorship project in Timothy Village recently and are in urgent need of excellent teachers. Didn't you teach middle school and cherish ideals more than money? How about you go to the village to stay with the children and make progress with them together?"