Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 567

Huxton was surprised. "Madam, what did you say?"

Amelia said seriously, "I say. I want to go to find Patrick."

Huxton tried to stop her. "But..."

Amelia interrupted and said, "There is no objection. I have made my decision. I just want to ask you if you want to go with me? If you want, I'll book the ticket now. Then, we'll leave tomorrow."

When Huxton saw Amelia's determination, he sighed and said, "I'm afraid that Mr. Hopper will not be happy if he knows it."

"Then you have to help me hide it from him. When we arrive there, I have my own ways to make him happy."

When Amelia saw that Huxton was still in a dilemma, she said sincerely, "Huxton, I'm his wife. We're separated now. I don't know whether he's injured, I don't know whether he's living well as what he told me. I have to confirm it with my own eyes before I can rest assured."

After a while, Amelia saw Huxton nodded slightly. "Okay, I'll follow you." "Great!" When Amelia saw that this stubborn 'mule' had been convinced, she jumped happily on the spot and said, "I'll book us tickets!"

Huxton said, "Madam, we don't need to book tickets. Well take a helicopter tomorrow morning."

It was even more convenient for Amelia. "Okay! I'll take a leave from the company!"

When Huxton watched Amelia running upstairs with joy, his eyes revealed some helplessness. Was it really like what his master said, that he had slowly connived in Amelia's behavior?

Meanwhile, in Timothy village.

Sissi returned to her room after absent-mindedly finishing her lesson.

The other teachers came back one after another. When they saw her sitting in her chair in a daze, someone reminded her, "Sissi, it's your turn to take a bath today. Hurry up and boil some water."

The woman's voice brought Sissi back to her senses. She got up and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

This was because the amount of water in the village was scarce, they usually took turns to fetch water and went back to their rooms to take a bath. For example, if someone took a bath today, they would have it again two days later. The remaining water could not be poured out, but they had to let the villagers to continue use it to wash their hands and feet.

At first, the secretary and others could not accept it. However when they heard that the villagers did not take shower for three or four days because they could not use the water, they had nothing to say. The kind villagers left the best resources for them and they could only feel grateful.

What was more, they were here to be volunteer teachers, not hedonist.

However Patrick was an exception. Asking him not to take a bath for a day was no different from taking his life.

Patrick was stepping out of the barrel and putting a white bath towel on his slender body. When the water on his body was almost absorbed by the towel, he took off the bath towel and gracefully changed into clean clothes.

Then, he noticed that there was a beautiful figure wandering outside the door. Although he could not see it clearly, he could recognized her.

Sissi!

She was the woman that he had thought he would never see again in his life! She was just separated from him by a door at this moment!

Patrick's eyes turned dim unconsciously. He did not move at all. He wanted to see what Sissi was doing by standing at the door.

Time seemed to pass for a while. When Patrick saw Sissi lifted her hand, she slowly lowered it again.

His heart which had been beating fast, suddenly sank again.

He clenched his fists. It seemed that this was the only way he could control himself and not rushed to open the door!

After a while, he saw Sissi turned around and her slim figure gradually disappeared from his sight.

Bang!

Patrick hit the wall with his fist. His handsome face was full of unwillingness, anger, and hatred!

"That's great!" Gibson smiled happily.

The secretary who stood beside asked on behalf of Patrick, "When is the specific time?"

Gibson rubbed her hands together and said, "How about now? After the first period, all children will go to the playground to do exercises. Then I can ask the teachers to gather them and Mr. Hopper could give a speech to them."

"Well..." The secretary was at a loss for words. Gibson's arrangement was too random. For a person of like Patrick, every time someone asked him for a meeting, everyone would prepare it in a very grand way.

Out of her expectation, Patrick said, "No problem."

Under the secretary's gaze, Patrick said, "Let's go."

"Okay." The secretary who had just come back to her senses hurriedly nodded.

Gibson seemed to think of something. He turned back and asked the secretary, "I heard the teachers who came to school today say that Ms. Roberts is not feeling well and absent? What happened to her?"

The secretary shook her head. "I don't know. She looked fine when she came back yesterday."

Patrick's expression froze unconsciously.

"Oh!" The secretary suddenly said, "Yesterday, it was Ms. Roberts's turn to take shower. Maybe she caught a cold."

Gibson said anxiously, "No, I have to go to visit her."

The secretary glanced at Patrick subconsciously. "Mr. Hopper, do you want to go with us?"

Patrick did not say anything.