Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Patrick took the disposable chopsticks from Cynthia and said, "It's enough. You can keep the money for yourself."

Cynthia made a sound of "oh" with disappointment. Brother Patrick helped her with her life by paying the medical fee for her father and offering her a decent job. Wasn't this enough to show that he was interested in her?

However, Patrick's reacted as a gentleman and showed as if he knew nothing about her assumption.

Sighing slightly, Cynthia picked up the menu and asked, "Brother Patrick, what would you like?"

"Whatever." Patrick casually looked at the corner of the street. At the same time, a black Cayenne sped away.

Something strange flashed through his's mind. Was it his illusion? He felt that the face of the woman sitting in the car was like his newlywed wife's.

Cynthia cut off his thought and asked, "Brother Patrick, what are you looking at?"

Cynthia looked in the same direction as Patrick, but found nothing.

Patrick's face got dark and forgot to respond.

Cynthia was so embarrassed that she had to order a few seasonal dishes with the waiter.

Many employees of Roxxon came here for dinner and when the ladies saw that there was a beautiful woman sitting beside Mr. Hopper, they were jealous and gossipy.

At the hospital.

Because of Milton's friend's assistance, Amelia successfully registered without queueing up. Taking her body temperature and asking how she felt, the doctor prescribed her two bottles of glucose drip and anti- inflammatory drugs.

Before leaving, the doctor winked at Milton and said, "Well done, man, you didn't tell me that you have got a girlfriend!"

Milton smiled delightfully, "No, she's not."

The doctor laughed at him, "Alright, alright."

Leaving the consulting room, Milton stared at Amelia's eyes and said seriously, "Dr. Taylor was just kidding. But if you want to take it seriously, I'll agree."

Amelia, who had long been accustomed to his garrulity, sat on the bench in the infusion room and waited for the nurse.

Seeing Amelia's pale and thin lips, Milton said, "I'm going to buy something to eat for you" and left.

It had been half an hour since he left.

Amelia leaned her head and was about to sleep, the mobile in the bag suddenly rang. She cleared her throat and picked up the phone, saying "hello".

"Are you home?" Patrick's voice penetrated the phone receiver, instantly coming to senses.

Amelia answered in a low voice, "Not... not yet."

Patrick asked aggressively, "Where are you now?" Amelia replied vaguely, "Umm... on my way home." After a moment of silence, Patrick ordered with aggression, "I'll be home later. Upon my arrival, you must be there."

Face a husband who was willing to come home early, what else could the weak wife say? She answered with a bit of hesitation, "...okay."

When Milton was back with stomach- nourishing porridge, Amelia was arguing with the nurse. It seemed her mood was out of control and the nurse kept persuading her to calm down.

The nurse explained, "... I can't move the infusion tube for you now because you still have a bottle of glucose to infuse."

Amelia begged, "My dear, I've got something urgent!"

Seeing this, Milton intervened at the right time and asked, "My dear, you got anxious because I haven't come back for long? See, I've got the porridge for you. Vent your anger on me and don't create trouble to the nurse."

Hearing this, the nurse really thought that Amelia wanted to leave because her boyfriend was not around. She pursed her lips, smiling and going back to her office.

Milton put the porridge on the table and asked, "Why were you in such a hurry?"

Amelia felt strange and asked, "Was I in a hurry?"

"Yes, you were." Milton said with confirmation, "It seemed that you were in a hurry to look for a man."