Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 974

Upon hearing the secretary's words, Amelia's heart gave a squeeze. The reason why Patrick did not come to work yesterday was because of her.

As she glanced at the office door gradually opening in front of her, Amelia unconsciously tightened her grip on the bag clutched in hand.

Then, under the expectant gaze of the secretary, she stepped in.

The secretary closed the door immediately and hung a "Do not Disturb" sign on the door handle.

After much thought, the secretary was still worried. She then turned and fished out something that shone in a silver light from her drawer. She headed back to the office door and fiddled with it.

"Hahaha, Madam Ramsay could not run away now!

I'll just have to patiently wait for Mr. Hopper to give me a raise!"

The secretary thought to herself proudly.

In the office, Amelia and Patrick looked at each other.

The moment he saw Amelia, there was a flash of surprise in the corner of Patrick's red-rimmed eyes due to the lack of sleep, which then quickly dissipated in the dark.

His fingers were originally placed on the keyboard, but they were gathered together on his knees at this moment.

If that was not enough, Patrick leaned back on his revolving chair, displaying a posture that read, "What brings you here?"

Under his obscure gaze, Amelia felt uneasy and apologized, "Sorry for bothering you..."

Patrick did not give her any room to continue. "Then why are you still here knowing that your presence bothers me?"

Amelia immediately had an impulse to turn around and leave immediately!

However!

"Patrick is now me and my company's savior. No matter how angry he is at me, I shall endure it!"

After having convinced herself, Amelia was about to walk towards Patrick's table to arrange all the dishes in front of him, when she heard him say...

"Did I invite you here? I have mysophobia, and I can't stand excessive intimacy from anybody else."

Amelia took a deep breath and tried to coax him as pleasantly as possible, "You haven't had lunch yet, have you? I'm here to bring you lunch. All your favorite dishes are in this bag..."

Nevertheless, Patrick interrupted her indifferently. "Well, after seeing you, I'm already full."

Amelia's bright eyes twitched a little in displeasure.

She comforted herself in her heart. Although Patrick was always so blunt, but in fact, he meant no harm. She tried to persuade him again, "Stop forcing yourself, okay?

Your secretary just told me that you were busy from this morning till now.

How could you not be hungry since you haven't been drinking, let alone have a meal?"

Patrick curved his thin lips and answered her coldly, "It's not that I'm not hungry, but after seeing your face, I. Am. Full."

What he meant was that she was so hideous to the point of anger and resentment, which made him unable to eat, wasn't it?

Amelia thought that this was something easy to solve. "Then I'll leave the lunch here."

Although Nora had prepared two portions of food, but if it would cause both sides to suffer because of having lunch together, then Amelia would rather give up her own portion of the meal instead.

When Patrick heard that she was going to leave, his picky tone became even more significant. "Have I ever asked you to bring lunch to my company?"

Amelia bit her lips. Just as she was hesitating about whether or not she should inform him that it was Nora who prepared the meal, Patrick coldly asked her again, "Answer my question. Have I ever told you to bring me food?"