Chapter 700


    After leaving the furniture town, Patrick sat in the car and lost in thought for a while. The


    atmosphere in the car was so quiet that it was enough to appease his anger.


    Soon, he took his mobile phone out of his pockets and dialed Sissi''s number.


    After a while, the phone was connected.


    However it was strange that it was not Sissi who was speaking but a rough-sounding man.


    "Hello? Are you Ms. Roberts'' friend?"


    Patrick said gloomily, "Who are you? Why are you holding her phone?"


    The other side of the phone was very noisy. Patrick could hear the traffic police givingmand.


    When Patrick secretly paid attention to the background sound, he heard the person on the phone


    talk again, "Let''s make it short. Pleasee to the center of the Long River Road. We''ll talk when


    you''re here!"


    Patrick''s heart skipped a beat. After he pressed the phone button, he quickly started the car.


    On the Long River Road.


    Before Patrick arrived at the center of Long River


    Road, he was blocked by the traffic in front of him.


    When he wound the window down, he heard the driver of the car beside scolding, "D*mn! Why does


    traffic ident happened at this time?"


    Afternoon at the Land of Fragrance.


    When Amelia went home, there was no one in the house.


    "It''s fine that Patrick is not here, but even Huxton is not here as well?"


    After Amelia confused for a second, she thought of a possibility. Huxton might be meeting Dr.


    Scarlett.


    Did this mean that she was finally alone in the house?


    "Yes!" Amelia thought to herself. "Then I can rx now!"


    On the other hand, inside the Lamborghini.


    Patrick red at Sissi who was sitting at the passenger seat and still in shock. "Do you think


    jaywalking is fun?"


    Sissi''s shoulders trembled and she looked as if she had been scared out of her wits.


    When Patrick saw this, he was upset and lit a cigarette. After a few puffs, he heard Sissi who was


    beside him talked in a hoarse voice, "I''m sorry that


    you came all the way here for nothing."


    Patrick ced his hand which was holding the cigarette outside the car window. He flicked the


    cigarette ash off and said in a cool tone, "It''s fine. It was just a waste of time. When I received the


    call, I thought I''d have toe here to collect your corpse!"


    Sissi was speechless.


    The reason she rushed out of from the furniture town regardless of anything was because that she


    was really angry. As a result, when she walked through the path, she identally ran into a red light


    and was brushed by a car.


    If she did not reacted in time and took a step back, she would have been lying at the hospital at this


    moment.


    When Patrick saw that she was still shivering, he asked, "Did you get hurt?"


    Sissi bit her lip. "No..."


    Patrick heaved a secret sigh of relief. Then he said mockingly, "You are fine but the BMW that


    nearly hit you was wrecked now."


    Sissi''s face suddenly turned red out of embarrassment. "I didn''t expect that he actually ran into the


    car beside him to avoid me.."


    Patrick corrected her and said, "It''s not just a collision. It''s a series of collisions. The total


    maintenance fee cost a bomb!"


    "Thank you!" Sissi looked at him quickly and said gratefully, "You helped me once again."


    If it were not for Patrick who bribed the traffic police and paid the car owner''s maintenance fee, she


    might have to overnight at the police station.


    Patrick scolded fiercely, "You are an adult now. Don''t you know how to settle things? Will you call


    me as soon as you''re in an ident? Or do you think that you are still charming as you used to be


    and men will line up to help you when you get into trouble?"


    Sissi felt ashamed after being scolded by Patrick and said, "I... I know what I''m capable of and now


    there''s only you who willing to help me without any favors..."


    Seeing that she was quite pity, and it would be meaningless if he did not forgive her, so Patrick


    changed the topic and said, "I''ve decide the furniture for you. They''ll be delivered tomorrow."


    "Okay, thank you." That was the only thing that she could afford to say.


    "It''s Sunday tomorrow and you would be very free. Remember to handle the movers and I won''t be


    going over." "You''re noting?" Sissi was shocked.


    Patrick rubbed his temples. "No, I''m a little tired. I want to rest at home tomorrow."


    Sissi''s eyes swept over his tense eyes and said apologetically, "I''m sorry. I really do! If I know that


    I''ll cause you so much troubles, I will..."


    "Don''t cry over split milk!" Patrick interrupted her abruptly. "And the reason I felt tired was not


    because of you. You don''t have to take it personally."


    Sissi pursed her lips bitterly. He was tired but it was not because of her. Then it must... his wife.


    In the evening, at the Land of Fragrance.


    Amelia was lying on the bed. She put on a mask while listening to music. When she was about to


    fall asleep, she heard footstepsing from the corridor.


    Her body was stiff and she was extremely nervous.


    After the footstepspletely walked pass her room, she heaved a sigh of relief as if she just came


    back to life.


    When night fell, Amelia went downstairs.


    The house was quiet so the sound of her footsteps was particrly obvious.


    Patrick''s hand stopped tapping on the keyboard. He looked up at her and said, "You''re home too?"


    "Yes, I came back at noon. I just took a nap."


    Amelia sat down on the sofa opposite him. She picked up a ss from the tea table and poured a


    cup of warm water.


    Patrick replied with a hum and casually moved theptop on his thigh to the side.


    When Amelia saw this, she asked curiously, "I thought you rarely do your work in the living room?"


    Patrick answered, "It''s not work, it''s personal thing."


    "Personal?"


    "Yes, I''m going to reply to Cynthia''s email..."


    Amelia tightened her grip on the cup and asked as if nothing had happened, "Have you been


    keeping in touch with her all the time?"


    "Her situation is special. Her father and brother are both in Northville, so it''s necessary to work on


    her mental health regrly. Besides, she knows that she can''t give birth to children anymore. I have


    to give her confidence from time to time and let her face the treatment possitvely."


    Amelia listened to him quietly. She thought, "So that''s the difference between ''like'' and '' dislike''."


    When Patrick mentioned Cynthia in front of her, he told her everything. However, when ites to


    Sissi, he would hide everything from her and he was afraid to leak the secret.


    Patrick saw Amelia looked lost in her eyes, so he asked suddenly, "Cynthia and I keep in touch


    regrly. You don''t mind, do you?"


    Amelia said frankly, "A little." After a pause, she continued, "However, since you can make the


    initiative to exin it to me, I am very happy, and I canpletely rest assured of both of you."


    Patrick smiled as well. However, his smile was unsightly. "Mrs. Hopper, you''ve always been


    generous when dealing with your rival in love. This is also one of the reasons why I took the


    initiative to confess to you. You''re unlike some ordinary women who always being unreasonable.


    You don''t even y any tricks."


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