Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 829

At seven o'clock in the morning, at Land of Fragrance.

When Patrick came back, he happened to run into Amelia on her way out.

Patrick had come back to take a rest because of his fever.

And Amelia was leaving because she was going to catch the subway.

The both of them looked at each other in the eyes, and something stirred in Amelia's chest.

It was like a deja vu, this setting had happened before.

It was not the first time that Patrick had come home just as Amelia was heading out.

They seemed to have returned to the same point on the parallel lines with no intersection.

Stumbling across Amelia, Patrick was slightly taken by surprise.

Amelia combed a strand of hair behind her ear and was thinking about what to say when he said...

"Why are you here?"

Amelia's hand paused in mid-air, an indescribable chill running through her heart.

What he meant was, she should not be here.

"When did you come back?" He asked again, a little more agitated this time.

"Last night," Amelia replied in a lukewarm tone.

Patrick was stunned. If she returned home last night, it also meant he had missed the time when she was home!

"Why did you decide to come back last night?" When he spoke again, there was some unexplained tone of complaint in his voice.

Perhaps he was subconsciously blaming himself. But when the words reached Amelia, the look in her eyes dimmed.

"What about you?" She glanced at him. "Why did you choose to go out last night?"

Patrick's Adam's apple moved, and his already burning throat seemed to be scorching at this time, making it hard for him to utter a word.

Noticing the unnatural flush on his face and the dark green shadow under his eyes, Amelia tried her best to force a mocking smile onto her face. However, the expression she managed to put on looked as if she was getting choked up from tears. She thought she must looked incredibly ugly, so she decided to not smile at all.

The fact that Patrick had rushed to Golden Sunshine when he was having a fever and even refused to answer Paisley's call just to stay with Sissi suffocated Amelia.

Patrick watched as the expression on Amelia's face changed. From the initial sarcasm to the last emotionless expression, it felt as if she knew about everything.

This caused him to panic a little bit. Under the influence of his worsened mood, his throat burned even hotter, and his head grew dizzier.

Amelia had been scanning him up and down the whole time. Though he looked listless and restless, it was also precisely because of this that she felt no sympathy towards him at all. This was all his own fault!

After a few blinks, she said, "It's good that you're back. To be honest, I only came by last night because your brother's worried about you."

Patrick asked in a hoarse voice, "Owen knows I'm sick?"

Amelia did not reply. In fact, Owen did not know about it.

Sensing that Amelia was taken aback by his question, Patrick chuckled, "You came to see me, but you didn't want to humiliate yourself, so you used Owen as an excuse, didn't you?"

Amelia remained silent and was unwilling to answer him.

Seeing that she was getting more and more embarrassed as she continued to ignore him, Patrick felt she would probably feel anxious if he pressed on. So, Patrick changed the topic. "I went to my friend's last night. He was celebrating his birthday, so I went to celebrate with him."

"Really?" After hearing him, the topic should have ended there with his good-natured white lie, but she blurted out without control, "Which friend?

Girlfriend?"