Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 52

"You're garrulous!" Sierra glared at her son and then turned Amelia, "I'm still waiting for you to marry Milton and become my daughter-in-law."

Her words made the smiles on the faces of Amelia and Milton disappear.

While Sierra was away, Milton whispered to Amelia, "My mom hasn't been aware that you are married. I think it's better that you tell her."

Amelia thought for a moment and said, "Then I tell her later at dinner?"

Looking down, Milton glanced at her ring and said, "I couldn't understand why you didn't tell us the truth."

Amelia did not respond to the grievance in Milton's words, or it could be that she deliberately ignored him.

"What's the name of your husband?" Milton asked with a willingness not to give up.

Amelia replied, "Patrick Hopper, the new CEO of Roxxon."

"Alright." After Amelia walking into the house, Milton Cook said to himself, "He's really a strong opponent..."

At dinner time, Sierra had a chitchat about her family and the joy was overflowing. Suddenly, Sierra asked, "My dear, has your relationship with Daniel come to an end?"

Since they were familiar with each other, Sierra was very straight to the point.

Pausing for a minute, Amelia sat up and said, "Aunt Sierra, excepting celebrating your birthday, I've got one more thing to tell you and I hope you can forgive me.

Seeing Amelia was talking seriously, Sierra couldn't help but laughed and said, "Why are you so serious, my dear? No matter if it's right or wrong, we are your family. If you have any difficulty, just let us know!"

With bitterness in her eyes, Amelia said word by word, "Aunt Sierra, I'm married."

At the end of her sentence, Amelia did not even dare to raise her head. She felt that Aunt Sierra must be very disappointed at her.

Sierra put down her hand with disappointment but she found it reasonable.

No matter Amelia and Milton could tie the knot or not, Aunt Sierra's biggest hope was that she could live a happy life. But she was curious why her marriage wasn't known at all by the public.

Seeing Amelia lowering her head like an ostrich, Milton comforted her mom, "Mom, don't worry. Her husband is the younger son of The Hopper Family, the wealthiest of Northville. She is living a happy life there."

"Your father even didn't tell me about your marriage!" Sierra began to blame George, rubbing Amelia's head and said, "Good for you. And your mom is happy for your true love."

At home.

Patrick, who socialized with Hobart and his sister till midnight, finally won the contract of Mills. Loosening his tie and letting the smell of alcohol on his body dissipated a little, Patrick pressed the doorbell.

The doorbell rang, but there was no response. Patrick felt annoyed when she assumed that Amelia was still angry with him for yesterday's incident.

Taking out the key and opening the door, Patrick found it was dark in the living room and it was quiet. Patrick switched on the crystal chandelier and looked around the room, thinking where could Amelia be.

He tried calling her but was connected after a long "beep".

The music like the ones played at KTV came from the other side, together with Amelia's shouting "come on, guys", which was not very clear, but Patrick was sure that was Amelia.

Patrick said "hello" on the phone but there was no answer but singing. A trace of unhappiness flashed on Patrick's handsome face, thinking that Amelia accidentally pressed the answer button?

Since he couldn't know where she was, Patrick could only listen to her screams and howls patiently.

Suddenly, he heard a painful male voice, "Amelia, please tell her to stop."

With a serious look in his eyes, Patrick immediately hung up the phone and called Owen, "Brother, please locate for me."

At the Cook family.

After singing with Sierra, Amelia fell down on the sofa opposite to Milton with a blush on her delicate face. She whispered with a pillow in her arms, "I love you the most..."

Hearing this, Milton could not help but shocked. The next second, he heard her singing in a drunken stupor, "Oh, I like Mo~ney, Mon~ey, Money~"

Money! Money! Money! Milton wanted to kill her at this moment!

He strode over and touched her beautiful eyes with his fingers. Finally, he pinched her tender flesh with strength, which made her scream in pain. She opened her big wet eyes and glared at him.

"What are you doing?!"

Milton deliberately teased her, "Your husband is here to pick you. Wash your face to stay awake."

Amelia said impulsively, "Impossible! He doesn't care about me at all..."

Seeing her facial expression became a little melancholic, Milton raised his eyebrows and asked her tenderly, "He isn't nice to you?"

Amelia told the truth after getting drunk, "If he's good, why didn't he reveal who I am to the public?"

"Haha." Milton laughed but scolded, "You knew he's such a bad man, why did you marry him? You deserve this! My dear, I've been so nice to you but why didn't you love me..."

"Milton, just give up. It's a wise idea not to love me. Don't be so shameless as to force me to be my backup."

As she spoke, Amelia closed her eyes and ignored him, who was pissed off.

Ding-dong!

Milton and Sierra Gates looked at each other with surprise and said, "Who could this be? It's so late."

*

The man standing outside was Patrick, who was in a black coat, looking frosty.

With a basket of high-class fruit in his hand, Patrick looked like a guest coming to visit. In the surprise of Sierra and Milton, he entered into the house and put on slippers. When he glanced at Amelia lying on the sofa, he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

Withdrawing his gaze and handing the basket of fruits to the strange-looking Sierra and said, "Auntie, I'm Patrick Hopper, the husband of Amelia. Nice to meet you and this is a gift for you."

"Thanks so much." Sierra accepted the fruit and said, "How did you know my address?"

"Amelia called me just now and asked me to pick her up." As soon as he finished the sentence, Patrick walked towards Amelia. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

But they believed it.

Looking down at the sleepy Amelia, Patrick asked in a deep voice, "Can you get up on your own?"

Amelia snorted in a low voice but she was too sleepy to open her eyes.

The next second, Patrick picked up Amelia in his arms, turning around and said to Sierra, "Auntie, we're leaving."

When Patrick was walking to his car, Milton said slowly, "Mom, I'm going to see Amelia off."

"Okay." Sierra sighed.

Outside the courtyard, Milton caught up with Patrick in two or three steps and said, "Wait a minute, you forgot her phone."