Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 495

Alice exclaimed, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know when we check at the hospital. If it's true, then it's a double blessing to us!"

At Land of Fragrance.

Amelia was free for the day and was learning how to cook new dishes from the housekeeper. In this aspect, her comprehension was so good to the point that the housekeeper told her outright that there was nothing much to teach.

Amelia said with a sweet tongue, "Auntie, don't be modest. How can I, a rookie, compare with your culinary skills of more than thirty years?"

The housekeeper happily wiped her hands clean and said, "Then I'll invite Mr. Hopper to come down for dinner, and Miss Amelia can set up the rest of the table."

"Okay, no problem!" Amelia accepted out of politeness.

Ding, ding, ding...

Not long after the housekeeper left, the phone in Amelia's bag rang. She hurriedly took it out and scanned at the caller, then pressed the answer button with joy. "Hello, Milton, we haven't been in

contact for a long time. What are you busy with recently?"

While Amelia was delighted to receive the call, Milton croaked in a suppressed voice, "Amelia, I want to see you. Where are you?"

Amelia was sent into a daze for a moment. Since a long time ago, Milton had ceased calling her by her real name and called her nick name instead.

But now, when he suddenly returned to calling her real name, she felt uneasy, as if something was going to happen.

"Milton, what happened?"

Without receiving the answer she wanted, Milton shouted from the other end of the phone, "Amelia Ramsay, I want to see you! Did you hear me?!"

Amelia felt even more ill at ease. "Alright, where are you? I'll go find you!"

Milton slowed down and said hoarsely, "I... I'm outside Land of Frangrance. You'll see me as soon as you come out."

"Okay, I'll come right away!" Amelia replied and hung up the phone.

As soon as Amelia turned and walked out of the kitchen, she ran into Patrick, who had just come down from the second floor.

At the same time, Patrick lowered his eyes and glanced at Amelia's tightly furrowed brows. He thought she was getting impatient from waiting for him, so he said, "Mrs. Hopper, let's eat."

Amelia blinked and said truthfully, "Mr. Hopper, I have to head out now. I'm going to meet Milton."

His eyes frosted, and Patrick asked, "What do you want to see him for?"

Amelia gave a relatively safe answer. "To wish him Merry Christmas."

Patrick held his anger in check and said, "You're just wishing him. You can go after dinner."

Amelia shook her head. "No, Milton is already waiting for me."

Patrick said as calmly as possible, "Then I'll go with you and pay Director Cook a visit on the way."

"No need." Amelia refused respectfully. "Please give us some alone time."

Patrick took a few steps towards her, glared into her eyes, and said gloomily, "Amelia, it's generous of me to even allow you to meet him. Don't be ungrateful!"

Amelia slightly narrowed her eyes and said with some repression, "I've told you whom I'm meeting, as we've agreed previously. I hope you don't close in on my every step..."

"Fine, fine. Blame me for being nosy!" Patrick boomed and gave her a sharp look. "Feel free to

meet anyone you want. I'll give you your freedom!"

With her pupils contracted, Amelia said cheerlessly, "I'll be back soon."

herself."

Hearing this, Patrick was even more furious. He was just pissed with Amelia but was eating the dishes she cooked. Wasn't he making a fool out of himself in front of her?

He said airily, "It doesn't taste good. Throw it."

The housekeeper hesitated and said, "Er..."

Patrick frowned and pressed on, "I said to throw it. Can't you understand English?"

"But from what I heard from Miss Amelia, she'll be coming back for dinner soon. If the food is thrown, then she won't..."

Before she could finish her words, Patrick had on a fierce scowl and swept away all the homemade dishes from the table onto the floor!

Under the housekeeper's shock, he kicked away the chair from underneath him and stomped away hotly.

The housekeeper shook her head and shocked with Patrick's temperament was getting worse.

At this time, Amelia, who was oblivious to what was happening at home, appeared outside of the gates of Land of Fragrance.

In the distance, she saw a car parked in a conspicuous spot. She walked over, opened the front passenger seat door, and got in without a word.

She threw a sidelong glance to the side profile of the man whose lips were tightly pursed. Amelia asked with concern, "Milton, I'm here. If you have something to say, you can speak now."

After a long silence, remaining looking ahead of him, he spat, "My mother arranged with the Smith family and forced me to marry."

"What?" Even though Amelia had made all kinds of speculations on her way here, she did not expect Milton to come with this news.

"You heard me." Lifting his hand, he took out a lighter and a cigarette from his suit. Milton, who never compromised his image in front of Amelia, made an exception this time.