Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 665

Faced with Patrick's livid demeanour, Amelia made an unexpected move on Patrick after a split second of decision.

She stood on her tiptoes and threw herself onto him, holding his torso in her arms.

That was not all. She then buried her face, which Patrick both loved and resented, into his chest. Mumbling against his pecs, she said, "And thank you for tonight. My phone ran out of battery suddenly, which made you worried for nothing. I did not even think you would send someone out to find me. I... I even thought you were asleep..."

Patrick wanted to smack her. Seriously!

How could he fall asleep when she was missing!

Just as Patrick raised his hand and was about to deal a blow at her, Amelia looked up at him. Her innocent appearance made him retract his hand without his notice. "Look, am I not safe and sound? Be good now, don't lose your temper."

Leaving the stream of sweet bombardment behind her, Amelia ran to her room without giving Patrick any time to react.

At the sound of the click of the door in the secondary bedroom, Patrick turned around and steadied himself on the nearest railing, feeling both annoyed and delighted.

She had become smarter, knowing to distract him by locking him into an embrace, then took the opportunity to run away when he was caught by surprise.

Forget it... That was fine.

If they had continued talking, he was afraid that he would lose control of himself again!

The first thing Amelia did when she returned to her room was to charge her phone, which she took from her bag.

Then, she leaned on the table with a frustrated sigh. Staring at the screen that being lit up upon connecting to the plug, she complained softly, "Oh, you... If you worked just a little longer, there wouldn't be so many misunderstandings. Alas..."

But at the end of the day, she could not blame it on her phone.

After all, Amelia had been using her phone since early morning when she entered the office until late afternoon when she got off work. The number of customers that she needed to call was countless. No matter how fully charged it was, it was bound to be depleted!

Just a few seconds after Amelia pressed the 'power' button, a text message popped up on the screen.

She clicked on it. There were only three words on it, but it sent shards of ice through her heart.

"The baby's gone."

She did not even address Amelia, nor did she bother to greet her. There was not even any punctuation.

Amelia could imagine Alice's ashen face through the text message she sent her.

She could not help wanting to call Alice. But when she was about to click on Alice's number, her finger halted in midair and retreated slowly.

She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. She had already done her best...

The next day.

On her way downstairs for breakfast, Amelia ran into Huxton at the top of the stairs. She walked over and said, "Hey, you're up?"

Huxton stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Amelia. "Good morning, madam. Breakfast is ready."

"Okay." Amelia nodded then walked past Huxton.

When Amelia brushed past him, Huxton's hand rose and fell, and at the same time, a listening bug that was tinier than an eye of a needle was stuck to the back of Amelia's collar.

"Oh, by the way!" Amelia whipped her head around suddenly, staring at him. "Did you know I went out last night for something urgent?"