Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 630

Just to further infuriate him, Amelia continued, "By the way, I've heard that the investor is a bachelor. Are you sure you don't want to come and get acquainted?"

A heavy pant fell from the other side of the phone, and Patrick's tone was deep and cold. "Amelia, what do you want?"

Amelia said, feigning innocence, "Nothing, I'm just informing you of the identity of the guest I'm meeting so that you won't get mad, in case you catch wind of any rumor later."

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because I'm not by your side." Although Patrick had his voice restrained, Amelia could still clearly hear the threat from his tone.

However, his dissatisfaction was exactly what she wanted.

A sneer flashed across her pretty face, then Amelia said softly, "Forget it then, it's better if you don't come over, in case you scare my guest away again. Bye..."

As soon as she finished, she made sure to hang up the call before him, wanting Patrick to let his

imagination run free.

In the next second, Patrick pushed himself up from his seat so aggressively that he startled the diners around him!

Sissi was the first one to bear the brunt. She licked her trembling lips cluelessly and asked, "Patrick, what's wrong?"

Patrick's thin lips pursed together into a thin line, his grip on his phone so hard that he seemed to be visualizing it as if it was Amelia's throat.

If he looked up now, he would find Amelia goggling at him with yearning in her eyes from the end of the 'Z' design. Unfortunately, it was a shame that he did not.

Sissi craned the slender, fair neck of hers, and her watery eyes glinted under her long eyelashes. Linking his raging demeanor with the word Amelia Ramsay' he had just shouted on the phone, she could not help but let out a sigh.

"Your wife is looking for you, isn't she?" The sadness was evident in her voice. "If she is, then you'd better go over there quickly."

Patrick lowered his gaze and forced the words out, "Sorry, I had promised to send you back to school."

Sissi's face went rigid at once. Patrick had actually planned to leave her for him to apologize to her.

He was so eager to leave that... he did not even have time to send her back to school anymore.

The warm sweetness that she felt in her heart turned into frigid bitterness in a split second. Sissi slowly got up and put on a fake smile. "It's okay, I'll manage to squeeze out a spot on the subway."

The word 'squeeze' rang like a clap of thunder in Patrick's heart. He thought about it for a moment, then finally decided. "I'll send you back to school first."

Sissi's eyes curved into crescents, and she refused with delicately, "Just knowing you're willing to do that is more than enough. I think your wife needs you more than I do now."

The tender affection Patrick felt for her was aroused by her words. He insisted, "It's fine, I'll give you a ride."

His care made her heart glow once again, but she asked worryingly, "What about your wife?"

"She's fine," said Patrick as he put the phone back into his pocket.

No matter how ill at ease he was feeling right now, he still could not leave Sissi behind to cramp with the crowd on the subway.

Sissi accepted his offer, pretending that she was doing it against her will. "Then let's hurry up. You can get back to her quicker if you send me back to school earlier."

"Okay." After Patrick answered, he pressed the service bell on their table.

A waiter attended to their table a moment later and Patrick handed him his card, which he already had in his hands before the waiter arrived. He said, "Hurry up."