Pregnant? Abortion!
Amelia reflexively shouted, "Brittany, stop talking nonsense! I don't believe a single word of yours!!"
Brittany's eardrums were almost torn by the scream, but she was very happy to have agitated Amelia, "Haha, I know that you don't believe it. To be honest, I don't believe it either. Patrick has been so kind to you. He even booked a yacht for you."
"Because of you, he even attended my wedding with Daniel. To bring you back to the Land of Fragrance, he even slept on the floor under your bed. How could such an infatuated man have a baby with another woman?
"But even if this is true, you don't have to be too sad. Didn't Patrick take her to have an abortion? It is enough to show that he still feels guilty to you."
Brittany seemed like she was comforting Amelia, but in fact, her words were like a dagger to her heart.
No! It was not that simple. Brittany even rubbed salt into her wounds.
Amelia bit her lower lips so hard that it was almost bleeding. After struggling for a while, she managed to utter, "Do you think I will believe what you said so easily? Unless I see it with my own eyes! Or else, bring out the evidence!"
Brittany pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, it's the first time I've heard that you also like to deceive yourself."
Sometimes when Amelia was obstinate, she could be quite terrifying. "I want evidence! Evidence! Did you hear me? Brittany!"
Brittany put on an act, "Shh! shh!" Then she said, "Calm down, Amelia. I was too excited, so I didn't record the time when Patrick was with that woman. If you have time, I will let you know the specific floor of the hospital. You can go wait for her. Maybe you'll see her there."
Amelia bit her lips hard and a streak of blood oozed out of her fragile lips.
She licked her lip subconsciously. After she tasted the blood, her eyes became colder and colder. "Brittany, thank you for telling me this. I will personally collect evidence from Patrick. If you dare to lie to me, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Brittany chuckled. "It doesn't matter whether I lied to you or not, we won't meet again for the time being!"
As soon as her voice fell, Brittany hung up.
Amelia was not eager to continue chatting with her either and did not even care what she meant by the last sentence.
She dropped herself on the sofa and her mind slid into chaos. Struggling to think straight, she was just not herself at this moment.
The reason she panicked was that she knew that Brittany's words were not baseless.
"That woman..." It must have been Sissi.
"Click!"
Just then, the sound of a key turning in the keyhole came from outside the door, but Amelia turned a deaf ear to it.
When Patrick entered the door, he saw Amelia lying on the sofa with her back facing him.
It seemed like she had been waiting for him to come back.
But was that possible? A few hours ago, she made a fuss that she wanted to divorce him!
In order to avoid being provoked twice on the same day, Patrick chose to withdraw his gaze and walked to the second floor without saying a word.
However, in the next second, Amelia got up from the sofa and looked at the man who appeared on the stairs. She said coldly, "Patrick, wait a minute."
Patrick did not stop walking and said, "I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you now."
Amelia walked forward and asked, "Where did you go just now?"
Patrick stopped and turned to glance at the woman downstairs. He did not know if it was his illusion, but he felt a little sadness in her eyes.
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