Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 538

Amelia was used to Patrick's requests. She went back to her room, put on a coat, and gone downstairs. She then changed into a pair of comfortable cotton slippers by the shoe cabinet and waved Dr. Scarlett over for a walk.

Out of the house, Amelia, who had been ignoring Huxton that was like her shadow, chatted with Dr. Scarlett.

Dr. Scarlett looked at the towering and reliable figure of Huxton and said to Amelia, "I have never seen a man that protects his wife this well."

"Do you admire it?" In the chill, Amelia took a deep breath in and expanded her chest, sweeping away her previous frustrations.

Dr. Scarlett said seriously, "Before I met Mr. Patrick, I thought many women would envy a life like yours. But when I know him a little better, I realized that not every woman can handle his character." Amelia followed up and said, "You're talking about his incredible sense of self-importance, right?"

Dr. Scarlett shook her head. "Not entirely. I can see that he cares about you very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought about whether the shoes

would chafe your heel."

Amelia had to admit his attentiveness, "As you said, he's a perfect lover sometimes."

Dr. Scarlett was puzzled. "Lover? Why not a partner?"

Amelia only smiled faintly, as she still had yet to receive the confession from him.

At the same time, Patrick returned to his room and took out Amelia's mobile phone. He clicked on the unread text message.

The message was from Milton. It roughly entailed that the Smith family had not seen their daughter's return the whole day, so he called to ask if Maryanne was spending the night in The Cook family's house. He and Sierra rested early last night, so they did not notice Maryanne's whereabouts. After thinking for a while, Milton decided to call Amelia to ask if she had seen Maryanne before she left last night and whether she knew where Maryanne had gone.

After reading it, Patrick sent a message on Amelia's behalf, "I didn't see her."

"Okay, I see!" Milton replied within seconds.

Patrick sneered and deleted both the text he sent in place of Amelia and the two messages from Milton.

However, he could not change the status of the message back to 'delivered' from 'read'. It did not matter anyway. If Amelia asked, he could just say that he clicked on it by accident. Amelia, who was relaxing by the frozen lake, felt that it was wrong the more she thought about it. Why did Patrick confiscate her cell phone at this time?

He did not take the phone earlier or later, only asking for the phone when he saw the call was from Milton.

Could it be that it was because Patrick knew the reason Milton was looking for her?

And it was exactly because of this said reason which Patrick did not want Milton to find out about?

Considering the murderous look on Patrick's face when Maryanne was mentioned at the dining table, Amelia's intuition told her that it must have something to do with Maryanne. Could it be that... Patrick did not fulfill his promise to her and had already advanced on Maryanne?

When she thought about Meggie's tragedy, she had only knocked Amelia out and sold her to Money Cabinet. Now that Maryanne had personally pushed her down the stairs, if she were to fall into the hands of Patrick, she would definitely suffer a fate worse than death.

What should she do now? Should she pretend to be befuddled or report to Milton?

Dr. Scarlett, who was walking beside Amelia, saw that Amelia was absent-minded and could not help but coughed softly. "Mrs. Hopper, would you like to switch sides with me? I'm worried that you'll fall into the lake."

Amelia came back to her senses and showed a cordial smile to Doctor Scarlett. "My hand is so cold. Can you warm mine with your hand?"

"Okay." Dr. Scarlett suspected nothing and raised her left hand to Amelia's line of sight. In the next second, her hand was cradled by Amelia like a treasure in her hands.

While walking, Dr. Scarlett felt itchiness on the back of her hand all of a sudden. She could feel Amelia tracing something on the back of her hand with her thumb. "Mrs. Hopper, what are you doing?"

Amelia did not respond to her. Instead, she raised her other hand and pointed at the snowscape in the distance. In an inauspicious tone, she said, "Calm down and feel it..."

A hint of comprehension flashed across Dr. Scarlett's eyes. She tried to feel the words on the back of her hand drew by Amelia patiently and found that she was writing 'phone' all along! Phone? Amelia wanted her cell phone?

Dr. Scarlett subconsciously put her hand into her pocket and wanted to take out her phone for Amelia, but at this, Amelia looked back with something on her mind.

Following Amelia's direction, Dr. Scarlett saw that in addition to the snow-covered landscape around them, there was also Huxton, who was following them like their shadow.

Slowly, Dr. Scarlett retracted her hand out of her pocket, thinking that it was not the time for her to take out her phone.

At this moment, Amelia said, "Dr. Scarlett, I'm tired. I want to go back to rest."

"Okay." Although Dr. Scarlett felt that Amelia's behavior was strange, she still nodded in agreement.

Back home, while Amelia was squatting on the ground to change her shoes, Dr. Scarlett, who stood behind her, thought for a while and carefully took out her phone. When she was about to furtively put it into the hood of Amelia's coat, she was caught red-handed by Huxton.

Huxton clasped around Dr. Scarlett's hand which held the phone. Under Dr. Scarlett's horrified expression, Huxton said sharply, "Dr. Scarlett, I'll keep your mobile phone for you. Before you leave tonight, you can take it back from me."

Dr. Scarlett was like child who did something wrong, standing there on her spot and did not know what to

do.

Amelia could not stand it anymore. She stood up and glared at Huxton, "This phone is Dr. Scarlett's. Why are you keeping it?"

"Mrs. Hopper, I'm following Mr. Hopper's order. If you have any questions, you can ask him yourself."

With this, Huxton pulled out the phone from Dr. Scarlett's stiffened hand and tried to turn around to leave.

"Stop!" Gritting her teeth, Amelia rushed to Huxton, poked him in the chest, and said, "Do you have her permission to confiscate her cell phone?"

Huxton was at her disposal. Moreover, it only felt like mere scratches to him. "Mr. Hopper said that if Dr. Scarlett can't accept it, I can give the mobile phone back to her immediately, provided that she resigns and leaves."

Hearing this, Dr. Scarlett's face turned pale and exclaimed, "I accept! You can take my phone away!"

Under Amelia's ugly stare, Huxton said straightforwardly, "Mrs. Hopper. Dr. Scarlett has agreed."

Amelia was silent.

Huxton kindly reminded her, "By the way, Mrs. Hopper, you'd better think about how to explain this to Mr. Hopper."

Amelia was petrified. She held Huxton's arm in haste and sobbed, "I was wrong. Don't tell Patrick that I wanted to borrow her phone, okay?"

Huxton pointed at his arm and said, "Mrs. Hopper, you'd better let go of me, or it'll do no good to anybody."

Amelia only tightened her grip and said, "Then promise me that you won't tell Patrick, or well all suffer!"