Chapter 37


    Patrick answered "yes" in a soft voice, as if he was ying with a pet. He blowed Amelia''s nose and


    said, "Wait for me at home. We dine together."


    Amelia nodded in agreement and said, "Okay."


    Seeing his young and beautiful wife leaving, Patrick''s face quickly turned cold.


    Closing the door of Patrick''s office, Amelia turned around and happened to meet Cynthia who came


    to return his clothes.


    Cynthia nced at Amelia''s blushing face, her red lips and slightly messy hair, assuming her being


    hugged and loved by a man.


    On the thought of the man sitting in the office, who refused her voluntary sacrifice, Cynthia''s fingers


    on the suit jacket unconsciously squeezed harder.


    Upon seeing Cynthia, Amelia simply assumed her as a new employee hadn''t met before. She


    nodded as a greeting.


    But when passing by each other, Amelia recognised the suit jacket in her arms... It''s Patrick''s!


    The reason why she remembered clearly was that the brand mark on the cor was the same as


    the one Patrick came back from the business trip with.


    Seeing this, Amelia felt giddy as the man who flirted with her a few minutes ago seemed to have


    affairs with someone else.


    She managed to cheer herself up and pretended as if nothing had happened. She took the lift


    downstairs and forced herself not to think about it again.


    Cynthia also noticed the astonished look on Amelia''s eyes. This did not make her feel at ease, but


    made her secretly scared.


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    Because only those who were close to her brother Patrick could recognise the owner of the jacket


    at just a nce!


    Calming herself down, Cynthia knocked on the door of her brother Patrick''s office.


    "Mr. Hopper, thank you for lending me your coat that night. I wanted to return it to you yesterday


    when I reported to work, but you seemed to be very busy and the Mr. Baker at the lobby didn''t allow


    me toe up and disturb you... So I washed it with my hands when I got home. You don''t mind,


    right?"


    In thepany, Cynthia did not dare to offend him and called her brother Patrick "Mr. Hopper" in a


    well-behaved manner.


    "No, I won''t." It was just a casual piece and he didn''t expect to take it back.


    Cynthia continued, "Sir, the money you lent me was timely. It was a huge sum of money and I will


    try my best to pay off..."


    Patrick said, "Just work hard. It''s better than anything else."


    Cynthia smiled brightly and said, "Sir, may I ask if you are avable after work? You helped me


    without hesitation, so I want to treat you to a meal."


    Thinking Cynthia''s father used to serve him with all his heart and soul when he was young, Patrick


    agreed.


    Amelia''s mobile was ringing and she found it was Patrick, she felt something not good might


    happen. If it was for the work, Patrick always called her via the internal line; but it was her mobile,


    would he talk about something private?


    As soon as she put the phone close to her ear, she heard Patrick saying, "I''m not going home for


    dinner tonight."


    Amelia felt a chill in her heart.


    They remained silent for a while. At the same time, Patrick was waiting for Amelia''s response and


    tapping on the table with his fingertips.


    "Why?" For the first time, Amelia asked his whereabouts.


    "Umm, there''s a client." Patrick answered


    unnaturally.


    "A client?" After pausing for a while, Amelia added in an ambiguous tone, "Don''t be toote..."


    However, she did not receive any response and the other end had already hung up.


    Amelia lowered her eyes with disappointment with the hanging-up sound reverberating in her ear,


    just like her mood that was unlikely to calm down at the moment.