Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 961

She could not stop loving people who cherished her.

Although Andrew was a shy person who was not good at talking, at the same time he was an observant and sensitive one. He immediately came to notice that something was off for Amelia. He asked concerningly, "What's wrong, Amelia?"

As a grown-up, Amelia would not cry right in front of the kids. She tried to blink away her tears before she said to the kids, "There's nothing wrong. I was just dazing. By the way, I promised your mommy that I'm going to check your homework. Faster, let me in. I would like to see your progress."

"Huh?!" Upon hearing this, Ashley's shoulder sagged in dejection.

Amelia comforted, "It's okay, Ashley. Don't look for the answer right away if you can't solve the mathematical questions. I can teach you on solving them."

Andrew pursed his lips. He tried to contain himself from telling Amelia that he had already taught Ashley the solutions to the answer earlier. However, Ashley still felt that copying was the quickest shortcut to answers.

Ashley said gloomily, "There's only one person in this world who can save my mathematics which is my uncle..."

Andrew agreed to his sister this time, "Yes. Ashley is motivated to study every time when uncle is here."

Amelia was stunned upon hearing this.

Patrick had turned around and returned to the hall right after he replied "nonsense".

Eventually, he had not followed her upstairs this time.

She thought he must be angry. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

After all, these days she had been hurting his pride from time to time.

Amelia could tell that Ashley was dispirited to finish her homework. She could not help saying, "Actually your uncle is here too."

"Really?!" Ashley exclaimed in a high-pitched voice.

Amelia had no other choice but to nod in reassurance. Apparently, Patrick had this kind of irresistible charm that would work magically on females of all ages.

Andrew interrupted, "Then why had uncle not followed you upstairs?"

Amelia was stumbled by this question. She could not have possibly told the truth that she had not allowed him to follow her upstairs. That would sound wholly bizarre and cruel for the kids.

Ashley never hesitated to express her feeling. She came hugging Amelia's thigh and rubbing her face against her belly while she said girlishly, "I want uncle Patrick, too!"

Gosh!

Amelia could feel herself melting away.

It might be because of the spot that Ashley was rubbing against. After all, there was a new life that Amelia was carrying underneath her belly.

Hence, the overwhelming affection shown by a kid in particular was hard to resist.

Upon deliberating, Amelia said, "Most probably your uncle is downstairs using the washroom. I'll go down and call him upstairs while you return to your room and finish your homework."

Ashley and Andrew had believed her.

"That's great. If it were not mommy who said that we are not allowed to go out from this room unless we finish our homework, I'll go downstairs to call uncle upstairs on my own."

After grumbling, Ashley waved at Amelia and said, "Amelia, please come back to us fast. Otherwise, I'm not in a mood to solve my mathematic questions."

Andrew too fixed his gaze at Amelia in hope that she would return to them soon.

As compared to Patrick whose expression was serious all the time, Andrew preferred Amelia's companion more.

Not to mention that he had already finished his homework. All he needed at this moment was someone to talk to.

"Yes, I'll be right back."

Amelia fell into a dilemma as she went downstairs.

She knew that it would not be an easy task to invite Patrick upstairs after what she had said to him earlier.

As soon as she came to the spacious hall, all she could see was a man sitting on the couch.

Just as she had expected, Amelia could tell that Patrick was tensed which suggested that he was currently in a very terrible mood.

Amelia clenched her fist in order to ease her anxiety as she approached.

Patrick squinted at the sound of her footsteps approaching.

He began to wonder since when had he been able to tell that Amelia was approaching based only on her sound of footsteps.

Neither Sissi nor his family members could make him remember their distinctive footsteps so well like how he remembered Amelia's.

Sinking at the thought of this, Amelia had already came to him.

Her voice was so soft that he might not hear her if he had not paid close attention to, "Um... Ashley and Andrew are looking for you."

"Ha! Now she's here to beg him following her. Wasn't she the one who prohibited him from following her upstairs ruthlessly?"

Sneering secretly, Patrick was not moved by her plea.

Not only that, he reached out to the remote controller on the coffee table and switched on the television.

He then removed his shoes before he rested his legs on top of the coffee table while leaning his back against the coach cozily.

Anyone could tell that he was completely relaxed.

All he needed was a glass of wine to make him looked cozier.

Amelia's voice immediately became inaudible as compared to the noise coming from the television.

Amelia lost her words.

She knew that Patrick had done this on purpose. In the past, she would have thrown herself into him and snatched the remote controller. This was not possible for the time being, as she had

promised herself to keep her distance away from him.

Hence, she could only stand still on the original spot and said to Patrick who was having his eyes on the television, "I've already conveyed the message to you. It's up to you if you insist to stay and watch television. I'm going to return upstairs and tell the kids that you prefer to stay here watching television."

Catching a glimpse of Amelia who was about to leave from the corner of his eyes, Patrick threw away the remote controller and stood up abruptly. He hissed coldly, "I dare you to leave!"

With her back facing Patrick, a triumphant smile flashed across her face before it vanished in the next second.

Turning around, she glanced at the man and said indifferently, "For what you call me now?"

Patrick bypassed the couch and came right in front of her. Holding her chin up, he said expressionlessly, "You're the one who asks me to stay away from you. But now you're also the one who came downstairs looking for me. Do you really think that you can have the world revolve around you? Or do you assume that everyone is supposed to compromise and listen to every of your requests?"

Amelia corrected him, "My requests? No, no. I guess you have misunderstood this. This is a request from Ashley. I'm only here to convey her message."

Patrick sneered, "If it is Ashley who requests for my presence, you should let her come and talk to me by herself."

Amelia could not help frowning. Apparently, this guy did not believe that it was for Ashley that she had come to him.

She guessed that he still thought that she could not live without him.

What a narcissist!

In fact, Amelia's guess was quite close to what he was thinking.

It made sense that Patrick would think this way.

After all, it was just a matter of distance from their room to the hall. The kids could have simply ran downstairs to look for him. There was no need for Amelia to come by herself had the kids needed him.