Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 133

In the guest room.

Amelia dipped the ointment with a cotton swab and gently applied it to Patrick's swollen skin. She looked up at him and thought he would say something. Unexpectedly, he was silent.

Unconsciously, Amelia forgot what he had said to her in the car and asked, "Grandpa seems to be very strict with you."

Patrick's heart sank as he said, "He's always like this."

Amelia analyzed, "Is there any misunderstanding between you and grandpa?"

Patrick said with a poker face, "No."

Amelia said without caring about his feeling, "You're lying. Obviously, today you're abnormal all day."

Feeling agitated, Patrick shook off her hand, which was applying ointment to him, and said impatiently, "Go out, don't bother me!"

Amelia knew that she said something that she shouldn't say, so she smiled apologetically and said, "Well, I won't ask anymore. Let me continue to apply the ointment..."

Patrick refused her and repeated coldly, "I said, get out!"

Amelia's hand, which was holding a cotton swab, fell on her knees. She said dejectedly, "Patrick, am I not qualified to care about you?"

Patrick didn't say anything.

His silence was the best answer. Amelia pushed the first-aid kit to his feet and said with a self- deprecating smile, "Okay, I see."

How stupid she was! She knew that the one he loved was someone else, but she tried to get close to him and even wanted to replace that woman.

Amelia felt sad and upset again...

Their relationship had just become better, but Patrick's indifference made it worse again.

At noon, Patrick came out of his room. He would not quit eating even though he was beaten by Grandpa Hopper. Only when he was full could he have the strength to fight with those who looked down upon him.

Although Patrick and Amelia came to visit them, Grandpa Hopper did not prepare a sumptuous meal forthem. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Grandpa Hopper was born in a poor family. When he was young, he suffered a severe famine. Therefore, he was very economical person.

Granny Hopper pampered Patrick, so she kept picking up food for him. Patrick smiled and said, "Grandma, treat yourself."

When Granny Hopper saw that Amelia did not have a good appetite, she picked up dishes for Amelia immediately and said, "Amelia, help yourself. Make yourself at home."

"Thank you, grandma!" Amelia took a bite. The peanut was sweet, but she felt that it was bitter because she was sad.

During the meal, Patrick and Amelia didn't look at each other. Only Granny Hopper was chattering.

After dinner, Amelia begun to clean the table and wash dishes. Granny Hopper came to her and asked softly, "Are you scared by grandpa today?"

There was too much foam in her hand and the plate slipped into the sink. Amelia hurriedly took out the plate and said, "Well, a little bit."

Granny Hopper appreciated Amelia's honesty. She told Amelia the truth, "This is the way they get along with each other. They are not like a grandpa and grandson, but enemies. Compared with Patrick, Owen grew up with your grandpa. He trained Owen into an outstanding person little by little. Over time, your grandpa wanted Patrick to become the same person as Owen, so their relationship worsened."

Amelia was speechless. Patrick was a so independent and intelligent person. How could he be restrained by others?

Moreover, the way Grandpa Hopper educated Patrick was wrong. Comparing Patrick with Owen injured Patrick's self-esteem.

"Later, Patrick did something that disappointed our family, which made the conflict between him and your grandpa worse. Patrick had not come to see us for many years. This time, your grandpa beat him and said something to hurt you. I apologize to you on behalf of him."

Amelia's thoughts were in a mess, but she said calmly, "Grandma, I don't blame grandpa."

"Really?" Granny Hopper said as blinking her eyes.

Amelia smiled obediently and said, "Yes, I think that although grandpa beat Patrick, he must be in a bad mood. He only ate a little at noon. Although he looks cold, but his heart is warm."

Granny smiled happily and said, "Good girl! Patrick is so lucky to marry you."

Amelia laughed.

It was not Patrick's good luck to marry her, but his bad luck which he was eager to get rid of.

The sun was warm outside, making people lazy. Amelia moved a small stool and sat outside, enjoying the rare silence in the noon.

Both Grandpa Hopper and Granny Hopper had the habit of taking a nap at noon. After having lunch, Patrick went out. She sat there alone, held her chin with her hand and thought about every word that Granny Hopper had told her.

Granny Hopper said that Patrick had done something disappointed his family, then he should feel guilty for his family.

But from Granny Hopper's words, Amelia sensed her guilt for Patrick. Why?

When Amelia was lost in thought, the doorbell suddenly rang. She stood up and opened the door. "Er...Excuse me, is Grandpa Hopper at home?"

She saw a soldier outside the door. He looked upright and handsome, and the military uniform set off his dignity. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and there was a basket of fresh red bayberries in his hand.

Seeing that Amelia was staring at him, the soldier hesitated and asked, "Can I come in?"

This was the first time for Amelia to see such a handsome soldier at close range. She composed her emotions and returned to normal, "Please come in."

"My father is Grandpa Hopper's neighbor. He asked me to bring Grandpa Hopper some of his favorite red bayberries." Then he seemed to think of something and said in a hurry, "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Davis, a second-grade soldier." After that, he asked curiously, "I seem to have never seen you before."

Seeing that Davis was young, Amelia smiled and said kindly, "I'm Amelia Ramsay, and I just came here today. It's reasonable that you haven't seen me before."

Time flew when they talked.

Davis talked about the boredom and pleasure in the army with Amelia excitedly. In the middle of their conversation, Davis pointed at those red bayberries and said, "Amelia, let me wash some for you. You can have a try. It's so sweet."

When Amelia was about to stop him, Davis had already gone to the kitchen and begun to wash the red bayberries.

At this time, Patrick happened to come back after taking a walk outside and see what was happening in the house. He held the key tightly, as if he was holding Amelia's neck.

"By the way, Amelia, I don't know the relationship between you and Grandpa Hopper yet." After wiping his hands, Davis returned to Amelia and said.

Amelia was sitting with her back to the door, so she didn't know that Patrick had come back. She said calmly, "No relationship."

"No relationship?" Davis asked in surprise. Patrick became unhappy. He didn't except that Amelia would answer like this.