Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 603

After a long period of silence, Patrick replied with an inaudible "Yes".

Upon receiving his approval, Amelia's smiled so brightly that her eyes were like the tip of a crescent moon.

The next second, there were calls from Patrick's side. The calling of his name 'Patrick' could be clearly heard. Upon hearing this, Amelia's face turned gloomy.

"Amelia..."

Noticing that Patrick wanted to say goodbye to her, Amelia whispered, "It seems that someone is calling you. Go ahead."

"Okay," he said.

Then he hung up the phone.

Amelia's finger which was holding the mobile phone trembled slightly. "Patrick, this is the last time that I would confess to you..."

In a foreign city, after Patrick hung up the phone, he was not at ease. Instead, he was lost in his thought.

Was he thinking too much? He felt that Amelia was acting a little weird.

In his memory, she was not a sentimental person and she did not like to say those sweet words.

But on the phone, she asked him to sing and read poems. This really confused him.

"Patrick."

The sweet female voice sounded behind him. He collected his thoughts quickly and turned to look at the speaker.

When he saw that it was Sissi, Patrick's tensed lips lifted naturally. He changed his position to face her and greeted her in a calm and composed manner. "Did you have a nightmare again?"

"No." Sissi was a few years older than him but when she stood in front of him, her eyes were full of shyness like a little girl.

"Why are you in a panic?" Seeing that her hair was falling down from her cheek, Patrick reflexively raised his hand and tried to put them behind her ear.

Right at this moment, the love poem Amelia read flashed through his mind. He clenched his fists and did not touch Sissi.

Sissi did not notice his forbearance at this moment. She said with embarrassment, "When I woke up, I didn't see you around. I thought you were discharged from the hospital. So I hurried to see if you are still here."

Patrick raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you afraid that I would run away?"

Sissi pretended to be resentful and said, "Yes, I am the one you hate the most. Even if you left me behind, it will be my own fault."

Patrick glared at her with a deep gaze and thought, "If only I could really abandon her..."

Seeing that he did not answer, Sissi changed the subject. "By the way, who were you talking to just now? Let me guess, was it your wife?"

Patrick nodded his head slightly.

Sissi bit her lip guiltily. "Did I appear at the wrong time? If I had known earlier, I would have come over later. You haven't contacted each other for so many days. There must be a lot of things to say to each other."

At the end of her words, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"It doesn't matter." Patrick's far-reaching and understanding voice stopped her in time. "We've finished talking."

Sissi turned around slowly, she did not ask what were they talking about but she simply gave an invitation and said, "Shall we go out for some fresh air?"

Patrick looked down and asked, "Is your leg okay?"

Sissi replied briskly, "It was fully healed a long time ago."

Patrick said, "Let's go then."

Shortly after they left the ward, the secretary rushed in.

Seeing that no one was in the room, the secretary was so anxious that she stamped her feet. "Where is Mr. Hopper? Madam Ramsay is in trouble!"

It was not until the lunch break that Patrick reappeared in the corridor. His figure was like a god when he walked against the light.