Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 975

Acting on the resentment built by Patrick, Amelia yielded to him and said, "Since lunch has been delivered, I won't stay and be an eyesore here.

Also, no matter what you say, this meal was prepared with a sincere intention. I hope you would still more or less eat it."

Initially, Amelia wanted to say that it was Nora who prepared the meal, but she did not want to cause any more complications that might affect Nora who did this out of kindness and with good intentions. Hence, Amelia could only say things vaguely.

Patrick stared at her without even looking at the food. At this moment, he indeed looked like he was going to swallow her alive!

Amelia did not want to stare at him any longer so she turned around and took her leave.

It was at this moment when what Owen told her about Patrick on the phone emerged in Amelia's mind.

Her footsteps stopped faintly, and her beautiful face was filled with helplessness.

Since he had already regarded her as "just another ordinary person", then why did he have to commit an offense for an "ordinary person" such as her?

Patrick, who was behind her, saw her turn around and leave as soon as they had a disagreement. The anger in his heart could not help but fueled even more.

Apparently helping her eradicated all her obstacles was considered "meddling" to her!

Amelia thought that he was a busybody!

What he had done, in her heart, was not as good as what Owen had done for her at all!

Thinking of this, the outline of Patrick's distinct features became shrouded in a layer of anger.

Before she even reached the door, Patrick commanded angrily, "Take this rubbish of yours before you leave!"

Amelia's hand raised and was about to twist the doorknob when she hesitated slightly.

Fortunately, she was already a little calmer by this time. Otherwise, she would have turned around and continued quarreling with him.

After a few seconds of pin-drop silence that they could even hear each other's breathing, Amelia turned slightly and thanked the man behind her, although his facial expression could not be seen clearly. "Patrick, regarding the issue of C River, I think I haven't officially thanked you yet? So, thank you..."

It would be a lie to say that she was neither angry nor sad after being insulted by Patrick like that. After all, she had never asked him for help, and secondly, she was not the one who prepared this meal, let alone the fact that she did not agree to visit him willingly.

But the matter of C River had been settled!

Besides that, Owen had clearly told her that Patrick occupied the majority of the power in this contest with Kingston. What else could she do?

After thanking him, Amelia waited a little more on purpose.

Unfortunately, there was no reply from the man standing behind her.

Her mouth curved upwards in mockery. It seemed to her that this time, Owen and Nora mistook Patrick for being a good person after all.

Turning back, Amelia gently placed her hand on the doorknob and was about to twist it when...

At this moment, Patrick suddenly snorted coldly and instructed, 'Amelia, get the hell over here!"

She stood her ground and remained motionless. "Weren't you so eager for me to distance myself away from you?"

However, Patrick seemed always know how to counter all her questions logically. "This is my office.

Do you think you can come and go this freely? I said, come here!"

Amelia looked back at him and their gaze met.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly as she asked him word by word, "Are you trying to persuade me to stay?"

Patrick denied, "Of course not!"

Amelia nodded, not showing much emotion on her face. "So you're merely commanding me over and over again."

Irritated, Patrick retorted, "What's the difference? Stay here!"

"Yes, of course there is a difference. If it's the former, I'll be willing to stay to have lunch with you. But if it's the latter, I'd leave."

"Don't you dare!"