Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 782

Amelia raised her hand to receive the gown. Drowsiness immediately crept up on her as soon as she touched the smooth and cool fabric.

Noticing the dazed look on Amelia's face, Nora said sensibly, "You should get some rest, Owen and I would take our leave now!"

"Thanks, have a good night then Nora..." Amelia said with a gentle voice.

As her voice fell, her gaze drifted past Nora's shoulder. She wanted to bid Owen goodnight but when she looked at the doorway, he was nowhere to be found.

One minute later.

Amelia, who had changed into the pyjamas, stretched her body. Owen had greatly overturned her previous impression on him tonight, who was extremely strange, Nora on the other hand was still as thoughtful as ever.

Amelia walked barefooted towards the side of the bed and plunged into the bed. Although she was worn out and her feelings were numb, she still cried silently.

She kept on crying until she fell asleep.

Owen and Nora, who had been standing guard outside the door looked at each other after a while. Owen then said, "Amelia is asleep."

Nora patted her chest with lingering fear, "Yes, she finally fell asleep. She was crying so hard just now..."

Owen nodded. "Yeah, she cried harder than Ashely would."

Nora glared at him and said, "I'm not saying that she cried really loud, I'm talking about how sad she was! Patrick had gone too far this time. He was the one who caused all this gossips and yet he protected the person involved in the gossip. He even left Amelia alone. If it was me, I would..."

"It wouldn't be you!" Owen interrupted decisively.

Nora was pleased by Owen's sugar-coated words so she changed the topic and said, "As a brother, shouldn't you restrain Patrick?"

A rare smirk formed on Owen's righteous face. "Don't worry. I've already taught him a lesson."

Ding dong! Ding dong ding dong!

Nora asked, "Who could it be at this timing?"

A deep gleam flashed past Owen's eyes and with great joy, he said to his lover, "Someone who can't bear it any longer." "You mean...?" Nora was lost for words.

Owen then answered, "Let's open the door and take a look shall we? Come."

At the door.

The moment he saw Huxton's at the door, Owen frowned. He raised his hand and was ready to close the door!

"Wait a minute!" Nora quickly stopped him. "I know this person. He's Patrick's butler!"

With a slight hum, Owen sized Huxton up. He had nothing with him except a flower basket in his right hand and he was wearing a pair of slippers, it was a funny scene to watch!

His younger brother's taste in choosing a butler was really...special.

"Come in." Since Nora said she knew her, Owen had to invite him in out of courtesy.

After Huxton entered the house, he changed into the slippers prepared by Owen. He then raised the flower basket and said, "This is my master's simple gift for you two."

Owen cast a glance at the flower baskets and said. "That's really simple."

Huxton felt embarrassed. When Patrick threw him out, he only had some money in his pocket.

The money was only enough for him to buy a decent basket. As for the flowers, he picked them from the roadside...

Fortunately, Nora did not tease at him. After receiving it, she gave him a gentle smile, "The flowers look fresh."

"Yes it sure does, I felt like it had just been plucked." Owen added before asking, "Why did Patrick send you here?"

Huxton answered honestly, "Sir, I'm here to take Madam Amelia back."

Owen looked as if he had known this would happen. "Why didn't he pick up his own wife himself?"