Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 771

Amelia had given him a choice long ago, hadn't she?

It was either her or Sissi. Was it that difficult to make a choice?

If it were not for the fact that she had suddenly found herself pregnant, would she have continued staying here and endure Patrick's tantrums?

In the face of Amelia's constant stream of accusations, Patrick's mood could not help but turn sour. He replied sternly, "Nothing is happening between Sissi and me. She's now alone in Northville, and I'm only helping, protecting her because of our past relations. I've only lied to you because of my father and grandfather as I didn't want an outsider exposing what I'm doing to them. How many more times do you need me to explain to you?"

Sensing that he was persistent about this, Amelia was riled up. "Nothing is happening between you and her? Then who were you hugging so closely back at Timothy Village? You're only helping her because of your past relations with her? Since there was even a relation, it proves that you still have feelings for her, and that's why you feel the need to fulfil your responsibility! And you said you only hid it from me because of your father and grandfather, and you didn't want an outsider to expose you? Ha... That sure sounds good. Do you think you're a diplomat? Yea, that's right, to put it plainly, you have never trusted me from the beginning!"

"Go to hell, Sissi!" thought Amelia.

Amelia's chest heaved up and down vigorously. It was always because of Sissi that she lost control of herself like a lunatic in front of Patrick!

Instead of describing Sissi as Patrick's weakness, she could also be interpreted as Amelia's sore spot. Amelia had always had to pay the price in pain whenever that sore spot was poked in the slightest!

This day was exhausting for Amelia. To add on, she even gave Abner so much of her blood. Amelia was tired out from early on.

And at this moment, she found herself in the middle of outrage because of Sissi. Her Health Points was going to deplete to zero very soon!

Patrick glared at Amelia, his gaze looking as if he wanted to devour her alive. What was the connection between Patrick wanting to invest in Apex Construction Corporation and accommodating Amelia regarding Sissi?

Casting a sweeping glance at Patrick's attractive yet menacingly cold face, Amelia knew he was enraged to the extreme at this point. But she continued unrelentingly, "Since you have chosen Sissi over me, you'd better stay out of my company's affairs. I don't want to reveal my company's secrets to outsiders!" Patrick's eyes flew wide open at the term 'outsider'. "I'm an outsider? Then who's sharing the same bed intimately with you? A ghost?"

Blood rushed to the top of Amelia's head in an instant. She hated whenever Patrick used matters relating to what happened in the bedroom to boost his prestige as a counterpoint.

She snorted, then replied with her face absolutely reddened, "I have made myself clear. Unless you give up on Sissi completely, I won't accept your investment in Apex Construction Corporation!"

Patrick arrogantly added, "And what if I want to invest regardless?"

"Sorry, my company collectively refuses your investment!" Amelia might as well have written 'I'm the boss of my company!' on her forehead in bold, red letters.

Patrick sneered, for he was familiar with how corporations worked. He then said, "Do you think you alone can represent your entire company? Shouldn't there always be a board of directors' meeting and voting for something that concerns the company's interest?"

Patrick was quite confident that all the directors of Apex Construction Corporation, except for Amelia, would vote for him to join the shareholders.

Amelia was stunned for a moment before she understood what Patrick was going to do. She then spat through gritted teeth, "Even if you invest in us, I can lose all of your investment overnight and make you lose all your capital!"

Patrick only replied calmly, "I'll invest again, then."

Amelia knew he was not joking. She seethed, "Take it as I'm begging you then! Treat Apex Construction Corporation as nothing, just let it go!"

"It's already more than enough for you to hurt me. Yet, you want to ruin Apex Construction Corporation too? Dream on, Patrick Hopper!" cried out Amelia in silence.

Patrick scowled. People had begged him to help them, but this was the first time someone was pleading with him to not give help. For a moment, he did not know what to do with Amelia.

"What are you so worried about?" His instinct told him that Sissi was not the only reason.

Upon hearing him, a bitter smile appeared on Amelia's lips.

Exactly, what was she worrying about...

She was worried about the serious harm the gossips would bring and the predatory eyes waiting for the destruction of her and Apex Construction Corporation...

She knew Patrick was doing this out of good intention, but she could not figure out if it was going to be only temporary.

If anybody else wanted to withdraw funds from Apex Construction Corporation, she could still manage it. But if they had a fallout one day and Patrick wanted to withdraw funds from the company, not only would she be a failed successor, but also a deserted woman!

She was not willing to allow herself to end up in such a humiliating state, so she could only harden her heart and rejected his suggestion!

With Sissi between them, there would be many varying factors affecting her relationship with Patrick in the future. It was one thing if their relationship was deteriorating, but if Apex Construction Corporation was involved in their feud as well, then the situation would be truly vexed!

When she was lost in her thoughts, a sturdy chest suddenly leaned towards her from beside her. "Didn't you hear what I asked you?" Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

When Amelia glanced to her left, she found that Patrick had gotten tired from standing and sat down beside her. Though he was gently playing with her hair with two of his fingers, his tone seemed to carry a sense of danger that was previously overlooked.

Amelia then put her hand on her stomach and looked innocent with her doe's eyes, "I'm just wondering... When can we go downstairs for dinner? I'm getting hungry."

When her last word fell, she lowered her gaze and flashed him a shy smile.

The confrontation they had just a moment ago felt like a dream, for at this moment, Patrick was again looking at the little prey he so often fondled and bullied.

His gesture of toying with the ends of her hair halted for a second. He so wanted to throw himself at her right then and there, satisfying her with his body.

Ding ding ding.

Right then, Patrick's phone that he had tossed onto the bedside table rang again.

Amelia did not give him any room to decline it this time. She grabbed his phone, looked at the caller ID on the screen, smiled then said to Patrick, "It's from your mom."

There was a hint of sly cunningness in her smile. The phone call was from Eve, and it was impossible that Patrick would not answer it.

And Patrick did not disappoint her. When he heard that the call was from Eve, he took a deep breath before accepting the call and greeted uneasily, "Mom, it's me."

Only after he spoke that he realized his voice was terribly hoarse.

But how could it be not hoarse? He had been held up like this by Amelia the whole time.

He could see her, but he could not touch her yet...

And right then, Patrick started to have an inkling of a complaint about Eve's sudden incoming call.

Eve, who was on the other end of the line, then asked in confusion, "Patrick, why does your voice sound so weird? Did you catch a cold?"

Patrick was slightly taken aback and took a look at Amelia reflexively. He found himself staring at her as she fixed her broken collar and sleeve at the head of the bed, starkly contrasting from his current state of conflicting emotions.