Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 983

Holding the pickled radish in his hand, Patrick calmly put it on the table in the space between him and Amelia. "I forgot they gave me a side dish."

Amelia could not help but laugh. "As the President of Roxxon, you only have a bowl of white porridge and pickled radish for supper. Who would believe this?"

Patrick's gaze softened when he realized that he managed to amuse her. "Well, as a president of Apex Construction Corporation, aren't you also accompanying me to eat this plain porridge and radish?"

The corners of Amelia's mouth twitched. If she had known that he would tease her, she would not have said anything about it to prevent herself from being included in this conversation.

There were other dishes in the refrigerator, but Patrick insisted on segregating a packet of pickled radish into two fractions. He shared a portion with Amelia, then began to eat his porridge slowly.

Although Amelia accompanied him for a bowl of porridge, she had other thoughts in her heart.

Time passed quietly between the two of them...

Suddenly, Patrick said, "I have never doubted that you used despicable means to win the deal of the Eastern District project. If you still aren't willing to tell me the truth because it's difficult for you to explain, I won't ask you anymore in the future on the premise that you won't deliberately say those words to make me angry."

Those words? What kind of words?

Was it when she mentioned that he cheated on her?

Amelia stopped eating. For a moment, she could not believe what Patrick said.

Patrick scrutinized her and asked slowly, "Didn't you hear me clearly? Do you need me to repeat what I just said?"

Amelia put down the partly-opaque plastic spoon and looked at him seriously. "Are you serious?"

Patrick replied, "I am."

Amelia was uncertain. "Can you guarantee me that you won't ask anything related to the Eastern District project?"

"Yes, I can." Patrick gave her his word.

Amelia still could not believe that he agreed and added on, "I'm positive that although you won't come to me with these questions, you'll still go to someone else for answers."

Patrick said, "I promise that I won't ask about this matter anymore unless someone brings it up in front

of me."

Amelia questioned further, "Even if you receive any news in the future, can you guarantee that you won't lose your temper against me?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Patrick responded her in a low voice, "The way you said this only makes me want to find out the truth!"

A disappointed expression was displayed on Amelia's face. "Look, you're always like this. You just made me a promise but it seems that you've forgotten about it all in the blink of an eye. I can't trust you."

Patrick's lips curled into a smile. "Are you trying to provoke me with reverse psychology?"

Amelia shook her head gently. "I wasn't trying to provoke you. I'm just stating a fact.

"You've always regarded me as your belongings. No matter what I did behind your back, as long as I revealed a secret by mistake, you'll dig into that issue thoroughly.

Sometimes when I deliberately hide something, it's not because I really wanted to hide it from you. Maybe I sound a little ridiculous, but what I concealed today was ultimately for the benefit for the both of us.

I previously mentioned that as long as our marriage is valid, I will not do anything that will tarnish your reputation in any way. This is a promise that I have kept till now."

After two or three seconds, Patrick replied, "I see. What I just said was equally true. Unless and until someone takes the initiative to tell me about the project, I won't prod more about it."

Amelia was very happy to hear that.

Because she knew that Roxxon Corporation had nothing to do with the construction industry, there should not be anyone who would talk about the Eastern District Project in front of Patrick.

The most important thing was that all insiders of the Eastern District Project saw the silhouettes of Patrick and Sissi in the leaked picture!

Once these people bring up the Eastern District Project in front of Patrick, it was equal to having a romantic affair exposed in front of the party involved.

Knowing how bad Patrick's temper was, anyone who dared provoke him must be mentally insane.

After Amelia figured this out, she unconsciously arched her eyebrows.

She would not be so naive as to think that she could keep Patrick in the dark forever, but the longer the better. It would be best if she waited until the completion of the project, and then Patrick can go have his fight with Sawyer!

Seated across from her, Patrick saw her face light up in delight. Unconsciously feeling that Amelia was hiding something, he asked, "What are you thinking about for you to laugh so lecherously?"

"Huh? Huh? Since when?" Amelia picked up the spoon again and tried to conceal her feelings while scooping the porridge, "Let's hurry and have this porridge. It won't taste good when it's cold."

After supper, Amelia voluntarily packed up both of their waste on her own and then brought them to the trash can to dispose.

Seeing this, Patrick raised his hand and stroked his chin.

He had been exceedingly tired for these past two days. Now, he just wanted to relax his brain and enjoy a harmonious time with her.

When Amelia came out of the kitchen, she happened to meet Patrick's sleepy eyes.

She asked strangely, "Weren't you sleepy? Why didn't you head back to the room to rest?"

"I was waiting for you," Patrick answered frankly.

Taken aback, Amelia asked, "Why are you waiting for me? We don't even sleep in the same room."

Patrick's voice sank. "Look at you, you're pissing me off again."

"I'm just telling you the truth. How can you be angry with me?" Amelia raised her hand to rub her itching eyes again. Trying to provide him with an excuse, Amelia refused, "I can't stand it anymore. I'll have to go back to my room and apply some eye drops. Good night!"

After saying this in a hurry, Amelia rushed to the second floor.

Patrick ratted on the table with his index finger but in the end, his legs got the better of his brain and he duly followed after Amelia.

On the second floor, in the second bedroom.

Realizing that footsteps were trailing her, Amelia quickened her pace and ran towards her room. However, just as she was about to close the door, she was held down by Patrick who had eventually caught up to her.

Amelia was stunned and asked, "Roommate, what else can I do for you?"

Patrick could sense the estrangement in her voice. He softened his tone and assured her, "You don't have to be nervous. I won't do anything like that while women are menstruating. It's just that I suddenly thought of an issue, so I came to see you."

Upon hearing this, Amelia's heart calmed down a little.

How could she forget that when she was in Roxxon Corporation at noon today, she could already brandish the lucky charm of "period". At least she would be safe in the next few days.

"Then tell me, why did you catch up to me?"

Patrick leaned against the door frame while holding the door with one hand and placing his spare hand in his pocket. He laughed and feigned ignorance, "Weren't your eyes itchy again? I don't think it's convenient for you to apply the eye drops yourself. Let me help you instead."

Seeing the eager expression on his face, Amelia felt a chill run down her spine.

In fact, as long as Patrick exerted a little more force, her door could not stop him from coming in at all.

Amelia was also aware of this, so she asked him with suspicion, "Were you really just trying to help me to apply the eye drops?"

Unhappily, Patrick argued back, "It seems that no matter what I've told you, you always seem to have to seek confirmation with me again. Am I really not that trustworthy in your heart?"

Amelia nodded, "You always go back on your words. For people like you who are free to do whatever they like and not bounded by morality, what else can I do except confirming with you again and again to reassure myself?"