Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 666

"It's the warm weather..." After processing her words, Patrick questioned her with a faint smile, "I think it's because of the butterflies in your stomach, don't you think so?"

"What are you talking about!" Amelia shoved his hands away, agitated, and turned around to go downstairs.

Just as her foot was going to fall on the first step, she was yanked back to Patrick by her wrist against her will! Resisting him was useless!

Amelia was about to erupt from anger when Huxton's words crossed her mind. She must not fight fire with fire because Patrick could not be persuaded by force! He needed to be coaxed!

Bearing this thought in mind, Amelia turned back around and tried her best to sound as calm as possible, "Mr. Hopper, what can I do for you to stop being angry?"

Her tone sounded to Patrick as if he was coercing her into it.

Patrick returned coldly, "Aren't you the best at making men happy? Why do you need to ask me?"

Amelia's breath hitched, and she almost broke out into a quarrel with him again!

Then, a solution came to her. "How about you come with me to the hospital to see how badly Brittany fell?"

"Who is Brittany to me? Why should I care about her?" Patrick spat in arrogance.

Amelia pursed her lips at his response and could only resort to take out her phone from her pocket, showing Patrick the text message from Alice from the night before.

Patrick looked down. His brows knitted into a scowl when he read the words 'the baby's gone' and then asked after a moment of hesitation, "You were really doing it for Brittany and her child?"

"That's right!" Amelia took her phone back. "I could've seen Daniel any time I wanted to, so why would I choose to go so late at night when it was the most suspicious to do so? Other than that, wouldn't I use the company's official affairs as an excuse instead of using Brittany's personal reason?

Wouldn't that be more convincing?" Nearing the end of her statement, Amelia turned her tone into one of grievance. "Even if you want to pick a fight with me, don't bring me up in the same sentence as Daniel. It's degrading me!"

Amelia's explanation not only cleared off her relationship with Daniel but also contained a hint of disdain.

The most compelling part was the message from Alice, the knot in Patrick's heart loosened only when he saw the message. "Okay, we're over this."

Amelia breathed a sigh of relief and hugged his arm. She then said in eagerness, "Then let's go downstairs for breakfast!"

His gaze swept over her hand that was holding onto his arm, finding it a struggle to suppress the joy that was blooming in his chest. He managed to pull a straight face and said, "Now, let's talk about you and Huxton."

Amelia answered in confusion, "Huh? There's no problem with Huxton and me."

"Let's talk in my room." With that, Patrick turned around cooly and confidently.

He bet that Amelia would catch up with him since she was in such a hurry to make peace with him.

As per his expectation, Amelia watched his back as he strode away, then followed him obediently in the end.

Patrick sat on his chair after he entered his room, then spoke his mind about what troubled his sleep for the entire night yesterday in a nonchalant tone, "You've been... pretty close to Huxton recently."

Amelia paused in midair in the middle of sitting down in her seat. "We live under the same roof. It must be difficult not to get close, right?"

This idiot!

What he meant by 'close' was not just limited to its literal meaning!

Irritated, his index finger began tapping on his knee as Patrick asked tentatively, "How about I arrange for him to stay outside?"

Amelia was finding it curious, why didn't he make this sort of decision himself? Why was he asking her?