Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 541

Huxton stopped her and said, "Mrs. Hopper, please be careful about your safety."

Amelia thundered furiously, "Go to hell with your safety! It's hard to say whether or not I'll still be alive!"

"Mrs. Hopper, please don't use foul language. Mr. Hopper won't like to hear them," replied Huxton again.

Before Amelia lost her temper, Huxton promptly said, "I have other things to attend to. Please excuse me."

When they brushed past each other, Amelia suddenly raised her hand and stopped Huxton. "What's wrong with your face?"

Huxton simply answered, "Nothing much."

Amelia glanced at the study and seemed to understand what had happened. "Could it be that you were beaten by Patrick?"

Huxton shook his head.

Amelia took as he was upholding his dignity as she snickered and said, "Who asked you to tell on me all day long? You deserve it!"

Huxton said in a low voice, "As long as you're happy, Mrs. Hopper."

Seeing his serene face, Amelia was puzzled and asked, "You were beaten, shouldn't you feel angry? Are you a human?"

"I'm a human." After giving her a brief answer, Huxton asked coldly, "Mrs. Hopper, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Amelia puckered her lips in boredom. "It's fine. You have something to do, don't you? Go ahead!"

Huxton descended downstairs.

Amelia hesitated in her spot for a moment, then raised her hand and knocked on the door to the study.

A moment later, a voice sounded from inside, "Come in."

Awkwardly, Amelia turned the doorknob. After all, she had just quarreled with Patrick.

In the study, Patrick heard the sound of the door opening and thought that it was Huxton who had returned. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the tasty prey.

With an intrigued smile hanging on the corner of his lips, Patrick sat and watched as the prey slowly approached him, waiting for her to fall into his territory.

"What can I do for you?" He still kept his cold tone on the surface.

Amelia put her hands behind her back and muttered, "I... I came to ask for the phone."

He scanned her uneasy face with his dark phoenix eyes. Patrick said with a poker face, "I have a lot of phones here. Which one do you want?"

Amelia pouted and said, "Dr. Scarlett's."

"Dr. Scarlett?"

"Well, Huxton promised Dr. Scarlett that as soon as she finished work, he would give it back to her. She is waiting downstairs now."

Patrick thought for a moment and reached out to pull open the drawer in front of him. He looked up at Amelia and said, "Dr. Scarlett's cell phone is here. If you want it, come and get it yourself."

Amelia sensed danger in his eyes. She shook her head in alarm and refused, "No, I'll just stand here. Just pass me the phone, I need to give it to Dr. Scarlett as soon as possible. Otherwise, it'll be too late and it won't be safe for her to go home alone."

Looking at Amelia across the desk, Patrick rascally said, "My hands are too sore and weak now. I can't hand the phone over to you. Come here yourself."

Amelia felt displeased and said, "You're just making up an excuse!"

Patrick spread his hands and did not deny it. He was making it clear that even if it was an excuse, so what?

Amelia was enraged and wanted to turn around and leave, but she could not leave without Dr. Scarlett's phone.

In the end, she could only walk over to him, lowered her head, and rummaged through the drawer for the phone.

Seeing that she was obediently obeying him, Patrick ceased being polite.