Chapter 721
While lost in thought, the cigarette had burnt up to its end, scorching Patrick''s middle finger...
He snapped back from his reverie and crushed the cigarette butt at the ledge of the window.
Meanwhile, in another room, Amelia received a phone call.
She pressed the answer button and greeted, sounding as calm as possible, "Hello, Uncle Tucker.
What can I do for you?"
Jonathan replied from the other side, "President Ramsay, I think I have to tell you about this..."
Jonathan briefly exined to Amelia that Patrick had dropped by his home and looked for him that
evening.
Amelia''s breath choked in her throat. "Why did he find you for?"
Jonathan said, "Mr. Hopper wanted to know the reason for President Ramsay''s unusual behaviour
today."
"Did you tell him?" Amelia scowled.
"Yes, I did," answered Jonathan frankly.
After a moment of bewilderment, Amelia put a hand to her forehead and cackled. She had already
brought up the topic of divorce with Patrick, so what else was there that could not be discussed?
She regained herposure and said, "What''s done is done. Anyway, he will hear about the rumor
about him and that red high-heeled woman sooner orter."
"But President Ramsay, I didn''t tell him the whole story. I didn''t divulge anything about the
company''s secrets!" Jonathan guaranteed.
Amelia understood immediately. Did Jonathan mean he did not tell Patrick that she had gotten help
from Kaiden?
"Uncle Tucker, you''ve handled this very well. If Patrick finds you again, you''ll have to hold back as
much as possible too."
"Yes, I know, President Ramsay."
After speaking on the phone for a while more, Amelia and Jonathan bid goodbye to each other, and
the call ended.
As she lowered down her phone, a series of knocks on the door suddenly sounded from the door,
following it was a bright voice of a woman, "Ms. Amelia, it''s dinnertime!"
Amelia quickly stepped forward after being startled for a second and pulled the door open.
"Hey..." The woman outside the door tilted her head to a side at Amelia and said with a smile,
"Hello, Ms.
Amelia, I''m back from my ''vacation''!"
ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Looking at Dr. Scarlett in front of her, a smile unconsciously appeared on Amelia''s lips.
On the first floor, at the dining table.
Dr. Scarlett opened the food containers and the steam from the dishes rose into the air at once. "Ah,
I was afraid I wouldn''t have enough time to cook, so I brought over some dishes that I cooked at
home. They''re all your favorites, quickly dig in."
Sweeping a nce at the delicious spread in front of her, Amelia picked up the chopsticks handed
over by Dr. Scarlett and only nibbled here and there.
A hand then reached out to her forehead out of the blue, and she heard Dr. Scarlett muttering, "You
don''t have a fever. Then why are you so listless?"
Amelia swallowed the rice in her mouth and assured her, acting as if nothing had happened, "I''m in
great health, so don''t worry about me."
After retracting her hand, Dr. Scarlett anxiously and worrisomely stared at Amelia for a long time.
She opened her eyes wide when she made a discovery and whispered, "You cried?" "No!" Amelia
denied without thinking twice.
"You''re lying. Your eyes are swelled up like walnuts..."
Amelia stopped picking at the dishes for a moment and showed her an impassive face. "Are you
going to let me eat, or are you going to keep asking me questions?"
"Well, eat!" Dr. Scarlett quickly responded.
"Then sit down and keep quiet." Amelia nudged her chin at an empty chair near Dr. Scarlett.
"Okay." After Dr. Scarlett pulled out the chair and took a seat, she looked at her with her hands
holding her face, slightly intively. "I wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with you since we haven''t
seen each other for so many days. But who knew you''d be so ruthless!"
Amelia nced at her and said with a faint smile, "Are you looking for someone who has more
passion''?"
Dr. Scarlett hummed in agreement.
Amelia then pointed toward Huxton''s bedroom and said, "Then I suggest you find him."
Dr. Scarlett was caught by surprise, then picked up a table spoon and threw it at Amelia. She cried
out with a flushed face, "Wow, you''re having fun, aren''t you! If I had known this earlier, I wouldn''t
have listened to that idiot ande over to see you!"
Gasp!
Dr. Scarlett''s went stiff when she realized she had spilt the beans on impulse!
To which Amelia only pursed her lips and shed her a smile. "Don''t worry, I won''t get angry at you."
Hearing her rxed tone, Dr. Scarlett probed carefully, "Did you know that I was summoned by that
fool?"
Amelia put down her forks and closed the lid of the container while saying, "Think about it, why are
you here right now, when you could''vee over any other time? And you even brought with you a
bag full of food. Someone must have told you I was in a bad mood and I hadn''t eaten yet, so you
and your containers could appear in front of me at the right time. Am I wrong?"
Dr. Scarlett gave an honest reply, "Yep. Why didn''t you guess it was your husband who called me
over?"
Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Dr. Scarlett, are you testing me if I''m in a fight with Patrick?"
Dr. Scarlett brushed the tip of her nose awkwardly and said, "Am I? No, I''m not! Haha..."
Amelia smiled along with her and closed the lid of thest container, then got up and put some of
the boxes into the refrigerator.
Dr. Scarlett rushed forward at the sight of this and stopped her from closing the refrigerator door.
"The dishes are the most healthy when it''s consumed on the day it''s made. I think it''s better to dump
these leftovers."
Amelia replied, "But these are delicious. I want to keep it until tomorrow noon and heat them up with
the office microwave. It''s okay to break the rules once in a while."
Dr. Scarlett asked in confusion, "Don''t you have a canteen in your office?"
Amelia simply said, "It''s more convenient this way."
"Is it not convenient to go to the staff canteen?"
"The staff canteen is further away from my office, so it''s easier for me to bring my own food."
But the truth was she did not want to arrive at the staff canteen just to hear people pointing at her
behind her back, murmuring about how ''her husband cheated on her''. Her mood sure would be
badly affected.
Hearing this, Dr. Scarlett no longer pressed on and just said, "This will be the only time. It won''t
happen again."
"Got it." Amelia closed the refrigerator door with a soft thud. Then, she asked Dr. Scarlett, "Shouldn''t
you go home now?"
Dr. Scarlett retorted, "Do you take me for a delivery girl, for you to call over and dismiss me as you
please? I''m not leaving! I''m sleeping with you tonight!"
Was she testing her again?
Amelia responded in a serene tone, "Sorry, but I want to sleep with my husband tonight unless
you''re fine with being squeezed between us."
As soon as she finished, a ''beep'' sounded from nearby.
Amelia turned her gaze around and looked at the source of the sound.
Huxton had appeared nearby her without her notice, holding something simrto an MP3 in his
hand.
But she was not sure about what it was, so Amelia asked, "What''s that?"
Huxton replied, "A recording pen."
Amelia''s eyes were filled with iprehension. "What are you doing with a recording pen?"
Huxton pressed on the y button, and a voice message echoed out from it, "Sorry, but I want to
sleep with my husband tonight unless you''re fine with being squeezed between us."
The voice continued in a loop, reying the same sentence over and over.
Before Amelia coulde to a reaction, Huxton said to Dr. Scarlett, "Thanks."