Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 552

Amelia was stunned. So was Dr. Scarlett, Huxton and the salesgirl.

"Hurry up." When Patrick saw the salesgirl's shocked expression, he kept tapping on the counter with his index finger with his face showing, "If you don't do it now, I'll just grab them from you."

"Okay, Mr. Hopper." The salesgirl who just came back to her sense envied Amelia secretly. She quickly asked her colleagues to help pack all the goods in the display shelves.

Amelia felt her head was throbbing. She pulled Patrick's sleeve and whispered, "You buy too much! They will be expired if I can't finish them!"

Patrick replied, "Just throw them away once they expired."

Amelia bit her lips thinking that she would not throw them away. "Can I give the extras to other people?"

Patrick said in a deep voice, "You can give them to anyone you want as long as they're not men."

Amelia raised her beautiful eyebrows and said, "Then I'll thank you on behalf of my friends first."

When they were having conversations, the salesgirl had wrapped all the things that Patrick wanted into delicate boxes one after another. When these boxes were stacked up, it was almost half the height of a

man.

Patrick ordered, "Tell the courier to deliver these to the Land of Fragrance."

The sales girls said in an orderly manner, "Okay, Mr. Hopper. Have a nice day, Mr. Hopper."

They did not mention anything about the payment at all. Patrick was the shop's owner. Wasn't it a joke to ask him to pay?

Then, Amelia went to a few more counters. However she knew Patrick would ask her to buy all if she wanted something so she was very cautious this time around. She did not look at any item for too long. Meanwhile, Dr. Scarlett stopped in front of a well decorated shop and said, "Nail salon! Ms. Amelia. Look! There's a nail salon here!"

Amelia looked at Dr. Scarlett's nails. All of her fingernails were nicely trimmed without any decoration. She asked confusedly, "Are you interested in manicure?"

Dr. Scarlett rubbed the tip of her nails and said with regret, "Well, I have always wanted to have manicure. However, the rule of working in a hospital is that we must keep our nails clean and tidy. So I could only take a look at these nail salon at times." "Aren't you on leave now? Then you can definitely have it," Amelia said.

"Aren't you afraid that my nail polish would suddenly drop into your medicine when I brew them?" Dr. Scarlett smiled.

"Many women have nail polish these days. So they don't need to do household chores when they return home?" Amelia looked at the floral pattern pasted on the glass window and said with interest, "I want to have manicure as well!"

"Great!" When Dr. Scarlett heard that Amelia wanted to do manicure, she was more convinced to have it as well.

When they were about to step into the nail salon, Amelia's hand was suddenly being grabbed from behind.

Amelia looked behind and saw that it was Patrick who pulled her.

He said, "You're not allowed to go!"

She was surprised. "Why?"

"I don't like you having your nails polished." Patrick thought that her hands were very beautiful so there was no reason to do manicure.

"You're so old-fashioned." Amelia mistakenly thought that he did not want her to dress up to look fashion so she could not help but blurted out these

words.

"Who do you mean?" Patrick who was just thirty years old was quite sensitive to this word.

Amelia continued, "You! Old-fashioned!"

Patrick was extremely angry but he smiled and said, "Fine. You really want to get your nails done? Then go and do it. I'll go to have tattoo!"

"Wait a minute!" When Amelia saw him turned and left, she grabbed his hand immediately and asked nervously, "What tattoo are you going to have?" Patrick felt frustrated and asked seriously, "Green dragon on my left arm and white tiger on right arm. Do you like it?"

Amelia shook her head.

Patrick asked again, "How about Vermilion Bird on my left arm and black tortoise on my right arm?"

Amelia was speechless. He even wanted to have the ancient beast?

Amelia continued to deal with him. "Mr. Hopper, can you please don't be so childish?"

She did not hope that when she was delivering the baby and happened to tear his shirt to look at these weird tattoos. She would definitely burst into laughter. Patrick offered, "As long as you don't have manicure, I will not go for tattoos."

Amelia said in a low voice, "Manicure is women's self caring activity. I don't understand the reason that you can't accept it."

Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Tattoos are men's symbols as well. Why can't you accept it?"

"Forget it. I won't do it." Amelia had lived her life for twenty-five years. This was the first time that she wanted to have a manicure but Patrick did not allow her to do so. She felt wronged and resentful but... She could not do anything about it.

Since Amelia did not want to have manicure, so Dr. Scarlett could not do it as well. Finally, the two women went to the third floor to look at some clothes disappointedly.

Dr. Scarlett complained in a voice that could be only heard by them, "Miss Amelia, I really sympathize with you. When I look at you, I completely gave up my dream of marrying a rich man."

Amelia corrected her. "Don't say that. Not every man is like Patrick. For example, his elder brother is a gentleman, well behaved and upright."

Dr. Scarlett responded quickly. "Do you mean The Hopper's eldest son?"

Whenever someone mentioned about Owen Hopper, Amelia's eyes were full of admiration. "Yes!"

"However, he already had a wife and children. Alas..." Dr. Scarlett sighed.

Amelia patted Dr. Scarlett's shoulder. "It doesn't matter. You can wait for his son to grow up."

"Wow! You!" Dr. Scarlett pretended to rush over and hit Amelia.

When they were walking and making fun of each other, they were so careless that they knocked down a row of racks behind them...

The racks were stacked up one after another. In less than two seconds, all the racks in the first three rows were collapsed.

Then, all the clothes on the rack fell to the ground and were covered with dust, which made the store manager very angry. He rolled up his sleeves immediately and ran over. "Are you girls blind?"

"I'm sorry! I didn't look carefully when I walked." Amelia squatted down quickly and wanted to pick up the clothes from the ground. Dr. Scarlett helped her as well.

However, before Amelia's hand touched the clothes, she was pushed away by the female manager and Amelia fall to the ground, "Don't touch my clothes with your filthy hands! Can you afford to compensate if you ruin my clothes?"

Even Amelia had fall by pushing away, but no one showed compassion for her. Many onlookers only gave her a look that she deserved this. Amelia bit her lips and said, "I'm sorry." She knew that she was wrong.

Dr. Scarlett could no longer stand it. "Why are you so short tempered?"

The female manager was full of anger. "Am I? Humph, I'm going to call the police to arrest you later! Who knows both of you might be here to steal things?"

"We're not thieves!" Amelia said discontentedly.

The female manager glanced up and down at Amelia's clothes and gave her a scornful look. "If you are not thieves, then you must be country bumpkin? Look at your clothing. Why are you even at this high end shopping mall?"

After the female manager finished talking, she was about to pick up the most expensive dress. However the hem of the dress was stepped by a leather shoe several times.