Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 612

Patrick was so used to the horrible quality of his lost phone's ringtone that he found the new ringtone odd.

Taking the phone out of his pocket, he swiped left on the screen without looking at it, then put the phone to his ear and said, "Hello."

His greeting was met with still silence, not a single noise sounded.

Patrick frowned. Just as he thought it was a prank, he received another phone call. This time, he made sure to look at the screen carefully, and there was one word on it, 'Unknown'.

The call was not actually from a stranger. It was the nickname Patrick gave for someone whose existence should remain concealed and hidden.

His cold expression warmed and softened at the sight of the name 'Unknown'.

Just as he was about to swipe left out of habit, he realized that the decline option was to swipe left, and to answer the call he should swipe right instead.

This also meant that Patrick had not received a prank call just now, he had just declined it by

accident.

Why?

It was because he had not gotten used to his new phone after using the previous one for so long.

Patrick did not seem to be aware of the fact that Amelia still affected him even though she might not be by his side all of the time...

The graceful melody continued to echo throughout the car, but Patrick dragged his finger across the screen to the answer button as if he found the noise annoying. He took a calming breath and asked, "Why aren't you resting? It's so late now."

"Patrick, I..." Sissi's voice came through from the other side of the phone and drawled, "I suddenly thought of something I want to discuss with you. Are you free now?"

At the sound of this, his initial urge to get out of the car simply evaporated. "I'm free, go ahead."

"Well, if you don't let me continue teaching at Timothy Village, then I have to find a new job in Northville. Do you have any suggestion about what I can do?"

"Teach." Patrick could not think of anything more suitable for Sissi than teaching.

Sissi chuckled and said, "That's what I thought too. Okay, there's nothing else. Go and have a rest."

Patrick replied, "You too."

After hanging up, the matter of Sissi's job fully occupied his thoughts. Should he arrange for Sissi a relatively simple teaching job that had a good environment?

In a distant rented house, Sissi put down her phone and flashed an implicit smile.

"You can't tell if a man still has you on his mind from simple sweet talking. Instead, see the lengths he's willing to go for you.

Let's wait and see... Will Patrick help find and arrange a job for me?" pondered Sissi.

On the other hand, Patrick was passing by the second floor when he found a pool of light leaking through the seam of the door from the secondary bedroom.

He subconsciously turned the door handle. And as the door opened, he saw a pale yellow dress on the ground. Looking around, his attention fell onto the closed bathroom door and the sound of the shower issuing from inside.

Listening to Amelia taking a shower gradually relaxed Patrick. It felt good to be back home.

He walked over to the rattan chair and sat down on it, waiting outside the bathroom like a guarding dog.

Eventually, the sound of the streaming water ceased and was replaced by the whirring of the hairdryer.

Divided by the bathroom door, Patrick could almost imagine Amelia holding the hairdryer in one hand, her head slightly tilted to a side, her idle fingers combing through her long, wet hair...

Swoosh... swoosh...