Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 649

"You don't have to explain yourself. Do you really think that I can't live without you?"

Under the influence of alcohol and upon Amelia's rejection, Patrick faced another emotional outburst.

With that said, he grabbed over the suit and tie left on the sofa and left with his expression darkened.

"Patrick..." Amelia hastily called out his name from behind, "It's already late. Where are you going now?"

However, Patrick was in the middle of anger that he did not bother to look at Amelia, let alone answering her question.

In fact, Amelia had been completely wrong in making her assumption. Patrick left in hurry because he was worried that he might have hurt her when he was raging.

However, Amelia was so depressed that her tears could not stop falling down. She did not mean to reject Patrick. All she wanted to do was to remind him of the presence of the body guard in the hall.

But it was obvious that he had misunderstood it as she refused to let him touch her...

Throwing her arms around her knees, Amelia buried her head in between with her tears streaming.

The next day.

A beam of light from the breaking dawn fell on Amelia. She tossed around before she finally woke up.

She got up from the couch and took a quick glance of the surrounding just to find out that she was right in the hall.

In other words, she had cried and fallen asleep in the hall.

She wondered if Patrick had returned or not.

Thinking of this, she turned over and stood up. Putting on her slippers, she came to the shoe cabinet but Patrick's leathered shoes were nowhere to be seen. Amelia was filled with disappointment.

If he did not come back at all, she wondered where had he been staying overnight.

She walked into the bathroom absent-mindedly and glanced at the mirror right in front of her. Upon noticing that her eyes were badly swollen, she laughed bitterly, "No wonder Patrick wanted to leave. Of course he is not interested with your unattractive face."

After she had a brief breakfast, Amelia drove onto the highway.

On the way, her eyes kept lingering on the phone which was located on the co-passenger seat. She was pondering if she should have call Patrick and ask his whereabout.

But what if he chose not to pick up?

Time passed as she was deliberating on whether to call him. She was already getting off from the highway when she came back to her sense and she could already see the sign of Apex Construction Corporation from distance.

Amelia recollected herself from her thoughts. She leaned over to the steering wheel and spoke to herself, "I'll call later at noon."

At this moment, her cellphone rang. Amelia's hope lifted a little as she reached out to answer the call through her hands-free bluetooth device, "Hello?"

"President Ramsay, Jonathan Tucker here! Are you free to talk now?"

"Oh... Uncle Tucker! I'm reaching the company soon. Let's talk it over when I'm there."

"Alright, I'll wait for you in your office."

"Sure. See you later, Uncle Tucker."