Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 945

"Good morning, Patrick!" Florence shouted in a crisp voice. She turned to Amelia and asked, "Amelia, why didn't you come last night? The whole family had been missing you!"

Amelia gurgled and gave a excuse that she had used for many times. "I had something to do, something urgent!"

Florence stole a glance at Patrick's fierce face, lowered her voice and asked Amelia, "Are you being bullied by Patrick so you didn't come?"

Amelia shook her head. "No."

"No?" Florence said in an even lower voice in Amelia's ear, "But at the party last night, dad made a lot of sarcastic remarks to Patrick. He even intentionally said that you were right not coming with him..."

Amelia was stunned for a moment and hurriedly refuted, "I think dad might have some misunderstandings."

Florence asked worriedly, "Misunderstanding? Was it only misunderstanding?"

Amelia laughed dryly and said, "Perhaps it was my absence that caused dad to have misunderstood that I had a quarrel with Patrick. But that's not true. I really had something important to do! Well, let me find a time to explain it to him personally."

Florence believed it and said, "Well, that should be it! Amelia, you might not know that Patrick endured the humiliation and forcibly accepted dad's criticism for the whole night yesterday!"

Amelia thought that he deserved it, but she pretended to be guilty and said ruefully, "Huh? I didn't expect things to become so serious. I'm sorry to have let you worry about it."

Florence cheerfully said, "As long as you and Patrick are alright, I will be fine with it! To be honest, I think dad is thinking too much. If the two of you are really in conflict, how would he accompany you out for a walk today?"

Amelia did not say anything but just smiled.

It was fine for Florence to have such misunderstanding, so as not to have another person to be worried about her and Patrick.

After confirming about the 'truth', Florence happily pulled Amelia back to Patrick's side. She stood in between them, arm in arm. She said as if she was the winner of life, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Patrick! Let's walk as we talk!"

Having his arm being held by his own sister, Patrick felt a kind of unspeakable discomfort. He shook his arm, only to find that Florence was holding it very tightly.

"Let go of me," he ordered in an almost inaudible tone.

"Amelia, let me tell you..." Florence had already turned her head to communicate with Amelia. She did not listen to Patrick's words at all.

"Florence, let go of me." Patrick patiently repeated.

At the moment, he wanted to twist Florence's head and to sternly warn her not to block right in the middle of him and Amelia!

"Hahaha, Amelia, you're absolutely right!" However, Florence was always facing towards Amelia as if her neck was twisted.

Patrick cursed in a low voice. He finally could not help but to pull Florence's hand away from being wrapped around his arm.

"Yes, Amelia, I also think so... Eh?" While she was talking, Florence suddenly felt her palm became empty.

She turned her head and looked at Patrick in confusion. "Patrick, what's wrong with you?"

Patrick criticized coldly, "Why are you still holding hands as an adult? Don't you feel ashamed?"

Florence pouted as she really did not realize that she had separated the pair of couple. "What's the big deal? Isn't it normal for siblings like us to be close with each other? Hmm, Amelia?"

Amelia of course did not give Patrick any chance to get close to her.

She smiled and said to Florence, "He's being shy. You should not shrink back just because he tried to frighten you."

"Um, what you say is right!" Florence nodded her head hard and went to hold the sleeve of Patrick's suit. This time she held it tighter.

"Amelia, you!" Patrick glared at Amelia in anger.

Amelia smiled and retreated to Florence's side, acting as if it had nothing to do with her.

After walking for a while, Florence suddenly changed the topic and said, "Oh! We were so busy gossiping that we haven't think of where to buy the gift!”

Patrick, who was almost dragged along the way, twitched his mouth when he heard that. Women could never concentrate on the same thing.

Amelia said, "Florence, do you know what your eldest brother likes?"

Florence replied straightforwardly, "His wife."

Amelia was speechless. She faintly looked at her, who was out of touch.

Florence hurriedly said, "Hey, I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere. Alright, let's not joke around! I remember that...he has always liked guns since young!"

"Guns?!" Amelia suddenly became troubled. It was not easy to buy dangerous items like guns.

"Is there anything else?" Amelia asked for the second best. "What had you gifted him?" Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I gifted him a gun." Florence completely did not realize how horrifying her words were. "Let me add on. Dad, Patrick, and the men sent by grandpa all gifted guns. It's just that each of us gifted different types of guns. I gifted an automatic pistol, dad gifted a submachine gun, Patrick gifted a rifle, while grandpa gifted a machine gun!"

Amelia was speechless and her gaze was frozen.

So? What was she going to gift him? A rocket artillery?

The important thing was that she could not acquire such things!

After finishing her introduction, Florence immediately looked at Amelia curiously and asked, "Amelia, what do you think?"

"I..." Amelia's face turned red. She was too ashamed to say anything.

At this moment, Patrick coldly mocked, "Florence, stop making things difficult for her. She has been in a financial crisis recently. It's already good enough for her to gift a bullet."

Bah! Who was Patrick looking down on!

Amelia expressed her anger towards him fully with a twisted expression .

Patrick twirled his little finger and said, "If you plead me, I shall be able to get it for you."

Florence agreed unusually, "That's right! Patrick has a wide range of connections! My automatic pistol was ordered by him!"

Ordered?

Did Patrick open an online store without her knowing?

Amelia looked at Patrick suspiciously.

Patrick lifted his chin and vividly showed his gaze that was too arrogant that it became cocky.

Amelia originally got a little interested in it. Since she was provoked by Patrick, she immediately chose not to be subdued by force. "What could he still expect if everyone has gifted the same things? I must gift him something different!"

"But..." Florence bit her lower lips. She eventually persuaded her nicely, "Other than his wife and guns, I really can't think of anything else that he likes, oh..." Amelia was like a cancer patient who found that she had been misdiagnosed. She came back to life and held Florence's shoulders asking, "What? Tell me, what!"