Chapter 337


    "Do you know that you''re married now? I''m your wife. Before you get divorced, as long as there''s a


    woman who''s entangled with you, I''ll have the right to ask!"


    "Then let''s get a divorce!" Patrick was so annoyed that he pushed her away and went straight into


    the house.


    Amelia''s figure froze. "Stop!"


    Patrick turned his head and asked in an indifferent tone, "What''s wrong? Did you agree to divorce?"


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    Amelia stared at him, felt hurt. She asked, "Is she that good?"


    Patrick knew how to dote on people and how to hurt them the most. He said, "She''s better than


    you."


    "I see..." To his surprise, instead of losing her temper, Amelia said to him calmly, "Go in first, and I''ll


    look at the flowers."


    The pansies blooming in the courtyard were his first gift to her in winter, and she wanted to enjoy


    them for a while longer.


    Patrie looked at her sad face and thought she was deliberately ying the pity game, he didn''t want


    to enter her trap, and went inside.


    The first thing he did after entering the house was to go back to the study, then took out the


    envelope in his pocket and opened it to see...


    I MISS YOU.


    "I miss you." Patrick felt his heartbreak as he read those three words. Years ago, Sissipletely


    disappeared from his life with a breakup letter, and yearster, she''s trying to barge into his world in


    the same way?


    Looking at the date of the letter, which coincided with the night Charles called him, Patrick suddenly


    felt the irony that, as Amelia had said, Sissi had contacted him as soon as her divorce was finalized.


    What did she want? To get back together or to seek sce from him?


    And he clearly knew what kind of woman she was, so why would he be so obsessed with her? Even


    for a simple "I miss you" and would think about it?


    Outside the house.


    Amelia, after a few moments of reflection, finally became a little soberer.


    At what age was it, there were still people who send letters across the sea, not usually choose to


    use e-mail?


    But this kind of nostalgia, the easiest way to cause nostalgia, no matter how wonderful the text in


    the e-mail, that was cold, but those familiar fonts in the letter could bring warmth.


    While Amelia was thinking, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.


    She picked up the phone and answered, "Hello, Granny?"


    "My little girl, it''s me. My wallet was on a bus. Can youe over and help me?"


    Amelia hastily asked, "Where are you now? I''ll pick you up right away!" "I''m in the supermarket. You


    don''t have to worry. Drive slowly. I will wait for you."


    "OK, see youter, Granny."


    After the call, Amelia nced in the direction of Patrick''s study. In the end, she chose to leave


    without saying a word.


    At the entrance of the supermarket, as soon as Amelia stepped in, she saw Granny Hopper sitting


    on a chair for the guests to rest. In front of her was a shopping cart with the products piled up like a


    hill, but because of the loss of her wallet, she couldn''t move a single step.


    "Granny!" Amelia called out.


    "Ah! You are here!" Granny Hopper turned from worry to joy. She took Amelia''s hand and said


    gloomily, "It''s all my fault. I lost the wallet, which made you have to go out in such cold weather."


    Amelia said gracefully, "It doesn''t matter. I have heating in the car, so I don''t feel cold at all."


    Then, she looked at the shopping cart and said helplessly, "Why do you buy these things?"


    What did she find? The babies formted milk, baby''s diaper, pacifiers, baby clothes...


    Granny Hopper said with a smile, "These are for your baby in advance. Although there are a lot of


    things, you can rest assured that they are not expensive. Recently, ck Friday ising, so there


    are a lot of discounts."


    Amelia was helpless. "Granny, I don''t care about money. It''s these things... I don''t need them at all


    now!"


    Granny Hopper said with certainty, "Why not? Didn''t you go with Patrick on a date trip a few days


    ago? Maybe in the next month or in the next two months, you will have good news!"


    "Okay..." Amelia could not refuse her enthusiasm, she took out her money and bought those


    useless things.


    After paying the money, she asked, "Granny, didn''t you say that the purse was missing? Would you


    like to go to the police office to register?"


    Granny Hopper waved her hand and said indifferently, "No, you don''t have to do that. There are


    only about a few hundred bucks inside. If it''s gone, let it be gone."


    Amelia nodded, took the two big bags from the cashier, and led the way for Granny Hopper. "My car


    is in the parking lot. You have to walk with me for a while."


    Granny Hopper said with pity, "Amelia, give me a bag."


    "No need..." Amelia dodged Granny Hopper''s hand and said in a in tone, "When I lived with my


    roommates, I moved the grocery stuff back to the apartment in the same way. I''m used to it."


    Granny Hopper felt sorry for her, "When I go back to Das if Patrick bullies you, you call me and


    tell me!"


    Ameliaughed as she walked away, "What if I''m the one bullying Patrick?"


    Granny Hopper said unprincipledly, "I will unconditionally support you."


    Joking with Granny Hopper, Amelia suddenly felt her shoulder handbag was pulled hard from


    behind, just when she looked back, the man sneaking up behind her pushed her hard, she slipped


    and fell to the ground, two shopping bags and handbag all dropped, the man saw the opportunity to


    pull her handbag from the ground and tried to escape!


    Amelia touched her butt, and shouted painfully, "Help! Someone is robbing!"


    Granny Hopper was the closest to Amelia. When she saw Amelia fall, she burst into a rage. She


    turned around and grabbed the man by the waist, trying to pull him back. "Don''t try to run away!"


    The man was not polite to Granny Hopper. He directly lifted her shoulders with both hands, pushing


    Granny Hopper back two or three steps. It seemed that she was going to hit the granite on the


    street.


    "Granny!" In a hurry, Amelia quickly put her hands under her grandmother''s head and finally


    protected her head before she hit the granite!


    Only then, Granny Hopper''s entire body force was concentrated on Amelia''s hands. Amelia almost


    fainted from the pain, and her arms felt like they were going to break.