Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 213

Until Cynthia called him and said she had a dream that she was being chased by Peng and others. Patrick subconsciously drove over.

By the time he arrived at the hospital early in the morning, he was so drunk that he had no idea why he came here, and his car, which had been towed away by traffic police for drunk driving.

Thinking about his usual drunken reaction, Patrick asked Cynthia in a subdued tone, "I didn't say anything nonsense when I came here ... did I?"

Cynthia hesitated, but said "nothing".

Patrick's nervousness was finally released.

Cynthia was curious and softly whispered, "You smell like alcohol. How much have you been drinking?"

Patrick casually replied, "Not much."

Cynthia couldn't stop her mind from wondering, "Did Madam Amelia Ramsay make you angry or sad so you drank to take your mind off things?"

Patrick's handsome face agitated, "I'm not drinking for her!"

"I ..."Cynthia's big eyes were on the verge of tears like she was scared of him, "Patrick, did I say the wrong thing again? Oooh... Why is my mouth so stupid and why do I always have to say things that upset you, I'm so d*mned!"

As she did, she punched herself hard on the head and cried out hysterically.

Cynthia!"Patrick couldn't bear to watch her selfharm, he walked over to her and holding her wrist, snapping in a low voice, "I don't blame you for that!"

Cynthia winced and looked at him, her fists clenched, "Then why are you mad at me for no reason?"

"I'm just..." a hint of annoyance crossed Patrick's features, "I just don't want to hear the name of Amelia at this time!"

Amelia appeared just in the doorway, flabbergasted at the words.

Cynthia's face was facing the door and seeing Amelia, she whispered in panic, "Patrick, it's Madam Amelia Ramsay..."

Turning back, Patrick's gaze went straight into Amelia's sharp eyes, and he suddenly realized how improperly he and Cynthia were sitting at the moment, and whether Amelia had heard what he had just said to Cynthia.

"Madam Amelia Ramsay, are you here to pick up Patrick?" Cynthia's jeweled eyes revealed a hint of embarrassment but she actually took the initiative to greet Amelia.

Amelia pulled back the shredded hair by her cheek and said with a stiff smile, "Yeah."

After a few seconds' pause, she asked Patrick, "Didn't you ask me to pick you up? I'm here... can we go now?"

Patrick was furious at her calm and relaxed look, he'd rather she questioned him than she didn't care!

He was angry and said very infuriating: "I don't want to see you again now, so go away!"

Amelia looked at the hand he and Cynthia had been holding, and she was sad to hear of his impromptu change then asked, "You've been a while with Cynthia. Isn't that enough?"

"Certainly not enough!" Patrick went on, trying to use it to spur her on, "If I'd known you were coming so soon, I wouldn't have called you so early, or you could have stayed until I'd had enough some time and we could have left?"

If Amelia would humbly admit her mistake and apologize to him for her inexplicable hostility last night, then he could make it easy on her.

However, he heard her voice softly say, "Well, I won't bother you then, I'm going back to the office."

Seeing that she was really leaving, Patrick said anxiously, "Wait a minute!"

Amelia turned back and asked indifferently, "Is there anything else?"