Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 489

On the other hand, Amelia, who had just bid goodbye to Ursula, did not walk too far before she ran into Patrick in his car from outside.

The white sports car took a graceful turn and parked neatly beside Amelia. The window rolled down, revealing Patrick's attractive face.

As soon as Amelia saw his car and his person, her body froze. She then faked being calm and said, "Mr. Hopper, did you just come back?"

Patrick nodded and looked at her sharply. "What about you? Where did you go?"

When Amelia heard that he had just returned, she replied immediately, "I didn't go anywhere. I was just wandering around."

Patrick rested one of his arms on the window sill and asked expectantly, "What's there to wander about?"

An expression of contentment showed on Amelia's face. "There are so many places to go to. For instance, parents take their children out to boating, or..."

Before she could continue, Patrick snickered. "Mrs.

Hopper, although Northville's weather has been getting warmer these past days, the surface of our river is still covered in ice. Are you sure they're boating, not skating?"

Humiliation burst throughout Amelia's body. It turned out that she was not capable of lying to Patrick because every single attempt had failed.

Seeing that she was struck speechless, Patrick explained slowly, "You don't have to think about how to hide it from me anymore. I saw you get off a BMW with my own eyes."

Amelia's heart skipped a beat. She reflexively asked, "Who else did you see other than me?"

Patrick sneered and asked with a faint smile, "Why are you so nervous? It seems that whoever sent you home...is not somebody simple."

Amelia ached in her head. Her question sounded exactly as if she was burying her head in the sand. Anyone who heard it would no doubt also feel that something was up.

She pursed her lips, trying to think if she could save herself from this situation. Suddenly, she heard Patrick say, "I remember, none of your friends seem to own a BMW."

Amelia's heart stuck in her throat. Why did he have to remember everything so clearly?

Just as she was about to use Lucy as an excuse, she heard him say, "The license plate number is 02009, right? Do you think I should make a phone call to the Department of Transportation and ask who the owner is?"

This sentence shot through Amelia's chest like a bullet, chilling her heart.

She was reminded of a line from a movie, "It's not because she didn't work hard, just that the opponent is too strong." She simply...had no power to fight back.

Since she could not go headstrong against Patrick, then she could only resort to gentler methods. Amelia bent her knees, placed her hands on the window, and smiled brightly at Patrick. "Mr. Hopper, shall we go back and talk? I promise I'll tell you everything...all down to the word!"

Ding-dong! Ding-dong...

"Coming!" The housekeeper who came to open the door greeted Patrick first when she saw the pair and then looked at Amelia standing at the door. She did not notice that Amelia was blinking her eyes so fast as if she was in a seizure. She asked, "Miss Amelia, how is your father's health?"

"Father?" Patrick squinted sidelong at Amelia. There was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

However, the housekeeper did not know that Patrick had no clue Amelia went to the hospital. She quickly added, "Yes, Mr. Hopper, when you were not home, Miss Amelia asked me to tell you that she went to the hospital to see her father."

Patrick gave a smile, which paled Amelia. "Oh, so that's what it is."

"Hahaha..." Amelia did not know how to react except for laughing dryly.

Without waiting for Patrick's cue, Amelia spilled the truth to him upon entering the house.

When he heard that Amelia was pulling strings for Leah with Shawn, Patrick palpitated slightly. Then, he asked in a low voice, "You meant to say, the one who Leah fancies is Shawn?"