Chapter 538


    Amelia was used to Patrick''s requests. She went back to her room, put on a coat, and gone


    downstairs. She then changed into a pair offortable cotton slippers by the shoe cab and


    waved Dr. Scarlett over for a walk.


    Out of the house, Amelia, who had been ignoring Huxton that was like her shadow, chatted with Dr.


    Scarlett.


    Dr. Scarlett looked at the towering and reliable figure of Huxton and said to Amelia, "I have never


    seen a man that protects his wife this well."


    "Do you admire it?" In the chill, Amelia took a deep breath in and expanded her chest, sweeping


    away her previous frustrations.


    Dr. Scarlett said seriously, "Before I met Mr. Patrick, I thought many women would envy a life like


    yours. But when I know him a little better, I realized that not every woman can handle his character."


    Amelia followed up and said, "You''re talking about his incredible sense of self-importance, right?"


    Dr. Scarlett shook her head. "Not entirely. I can see that he cares about you very much. Otherwise,


    he wouldn''t have thought about whether the shoes


    would chafe your heel."


    Amelia had to admit his attentiveness, "As you said, he''s a perfect lover sometimes."


    Dr. Scarlett was puzzled. "Lover? Why not a partner?"


    Amelia only smiled faintly, as she still had yet to receive the confession from him.


    At the same time, Patrick returned to his room and took out Amelia''s mobile phone. He clicked on


    the unread text message.


    The message was from Milton. It roughly entailed that the Smith family had not seen their


    daughter''s return the whole day, so he called to ask if Maryanne was spending the night in The


    Cook family''s house. He and Sierra rested earlyst night, so they did not notice Maryanne''s


    whereabouts. After thinking for a while, Milton decided to call Amelia to ask if she had seen


    Maryanne before she leftst night and whether she knew where Maryanne had gone.


    After reading it, Patrick sent a message on Amelia''s behalf, "I didn''t see her."


    "Okay, I see!" Milton replied within seconds.


    Patrick sneered and deleted both the text he sent in ce of Amelia and the two messages from


    Milton.


    However, he could not change the status of the message back to ''delivered'' from ''read''. It did not


    matter anyway. If Amelia asked, he could just say that he clicked on it by ident.


    Amelia, who was rxing by the frozenke, felt that it was wrong the more she thought about it.


    Why did Patrick confiscate her cell phone at this time?


    He did not take the phone earlier orter, only asking for the phone when he saw the call was from


    Milton.


    Could it be that it was because Patrick knew the reason Milton was looking for her?


    And it was exactly because of this said reason which Patrick did not want Milton to find out about?


    Considering the murderous look on Patrick''s face when Maryanne was mentioned at the dining


    table, Amelia''s intuition told her that it must have something to do with Maryanne.


    Could it be that... Patrick did not fulfill his promise to her and had already advanced on Maryanne?


    When she thought about Meggie''s tragedy, she had only knocked Amelia out and sold her to Money


    Cab. Now that Maryanne had personally pushed her down the stairs, if she were to fall into the


    hands of Patrick, she would definitely suffer a fate worse than death.


    What should she do now? Should she pretend to be befuddled or report to Milton?


    Dr. Scarlett, who was walking beside Amelia, saw that Amelia was absent-minded and could not


    help but coughed softly. "Mrs. Hopper, would you like to switch sides with me? I''m worried that you''ll


    fall into theke."


    Amelia came back to her senses and showed a cordial smile to Doctor Scarlett. "My hand is so


    cold. Can you warm mine with your hand?"


    "Okay." Dr. Scarlett suspected nothing and raised her left hand to Amelia''s line of sight. In the next


    second, her hand was cradled by Amelia like a treasure in her hands.


    While walking, Dr. Scarlett felt itchiness on the back of her hand all of a sudden. She could feel


    Amelia tracing something on the back of her hand with her thumb. "Mrs. Hopper, what are you


    doing?"


    Amelia did not respond to her. Instead, she raised her other hand and pointed at the snowscape in


    the distance. In an inauspicious tone, she said, "Calm down and feel it..."


    A hint ofprehension shed across Dr. Scarlett''s eyes. She tried to feel the words on the back


    of her hand drew by Amelia patiently and found that she was writing ''phone'' all along!


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    Phone? Amelia wanted her cell phone?


    Dr. Scarlett subconsciously put her hand into her pocket and wanted to take out her phone for


    Amelia, but at this, Amelia looked back with something on her mind.


    Following Amelia''s direction, Dr. Scarlett saw that in addition to the snow-coveredndscape around


    them, there was also Huxton, who was following them like their shadow.


    Slowly, Dr. Scarlett retracted her hand out of her pocket, thinking that it was not the time for her to


    take out her phone.


    At this moment, Amelia said, "Dr. Scarlett, I''m tired. I want to go back to rest."


    "Okay." Although Dr. Scarlett felt that Amelia''s behavior was strange, she still nodded in agreement.


    Back home, while Amelia was squatting on the ground to change her shoes, Dr. Scarlett, who stood


    behind her, thought for a while and carefully took out her phone. When she was about to furtively


    put it into the hood of Amelia''s coat, she was caught red-handed by Huxton.


    Huxton sped around Dr. Scarlett''s hand which held the phone. Under Dr. Scarlett''s horrified


    expression, Huxton said sharply, "Dr. Scarlett, I''ll keep your mobile phone for you. Before you leave


    tonight, you can take it back from me."


    Dr. Scarlett was like child who did something wrong, standing there on her spot and did not know


    what to


    do.


    Amelia could not stand it anymore. She stood up and red at Huxton, "This phone is Dr. Scarlett''s.


    Why are you keeping it?"


    "Mrs. Hopper, I''m following Mr. Hopper''s order. If you have any questions, you can ask him


    yourself."


    With this, Huxton pulled out the phone from Dr. Scarlett''s stiffened hand and tried to turn around to


    leave.


    "Stop!" Gritting her teeth, Amelia rushed to Huxton, poked him in the chest, and said, "Do you have


    her permission to confiscate her cell phone?"


    Huxton was at her disposal. Moreover, it only felt like mere scratches to him. "Mr. Hopper said that if


    Dr. Scarlett can''t ept it, I can give the mobile phone back to her immediately, provided that she


    resigns and leaves."


    Hearing this, Dr. Scarlett''s face turned pale and eximed, "I ept! You can take my phone


    away!"


    Under Amelia''s ugly stare, Huxton said straightforwardly, "Mrs. Hopper. Dr. Scarlett has agreed."


    Amelia was silent.


    Huxton kindly reminded her, "By the way, Mrs. Hopper, you''d better think about how to exin this


    to Mr. Hopper."


    Amelia was petrified. She held Huxton''s arm in haste and sobbed, "I was wrong. Don''t tell Patrick


    that I wanted to borrow her phone, okay?"


    Huxton pointed at his arm and said, "Mrs. Hopper, you''d better let go of me, or it''ll do no good to


    anybody."


    Amelia only tightened her grip and said, "Then promise me that you won''t tell Patrick, or well all


    suffer!"