Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 54

After Patrick had left, Amelia cursed herself for officiousness and then went to the City Management Office to pay the penalty.

Coming out of the Office, she saw two familiar figures outside a store.

It was Patrick!

And... Cynthia?

Through the glass window, Amelia saw them talking to the clerk in front of the counter. Judging from the posture, it was obvious that Patrick was protecting Cynthia.

Seeing this, Amelia felt annoyed and unconsciously pursed her red lips. At this time, it happened that Jessica called her and asked her for help in the coffee bar.

After saying yes, Amelia left as if she had saw nothing.

Inside the store.

Cynthia looked at Patrick with helplessness in her eyes and said, "Brother Patrick, I came here to buy my father some supplements without expecting that I would be accused of theft by the clerk."

Upon hearing this, the clerk sneered and said, "Miss, if you didn't steal, why the alarm was sounded on you? You'd better be honest and return us what you stole. Otherwise, you can't afford to compensate!"

Listening for a long time, Patrick seriously asked

Cynthia, "Are you sure you didn't take anything without paying from this store?"

Cynthia almost shouted out, "Of course not. Although I am poor, I never steal!"

"Okay." Patrick calmly said to the clerk, "Just call the police. Well just be waiting for them here. Even if you want to search her body, you'd better ask a policewoman to do it."

Finishing the sentence, he sat down with Cynthia on the chairs.

The businessman couldn't bear it and immediately called the police.

After a while, the police arrived. After the search, they found that it was a label stuck to Cynthia's shoe sole, whose serial code hadn't been scanned and the system alarmed automatically when she stepped on the yellow line.

The clerk was shameless with apology and Patrick didn't care about that. He paid the bill for Cynthia and asked, "I drop you home?"

Facing such a considerate man, Cynthia felt amorous, replying with a tender smile, "Thank you, brother Patrick!"

In the coffee bar.

"It's crazy! Two guests were arguing with each other and then left without their baby? How ridiculous!"

Comforting the crying baby girl in her arm, while busy in the kitchen, Jessica complained to Amelia.

Coming out of the kitchen with porridge, Amelia sat down face to face with Jessica. She blew on the porridge with a small spoon and fed it into the mouth of the baby girl who had not yet had sufficient teeth.

With food in the stomach, the baby girl stopped crying. Looking at the skinny figure and the clear eyes, Amelia said, "Maybe you are wrong. Perhaps the parents intentionally left the child in your bar."

Jessica was stunned and said, "I think not. Who would be willing to throw away such a beautiful baby..."

Amelia explained, "Some reasons like, sexual discrimination, congenital disability, can't afford to raise her up...."

A faint pain flashed across Jessica's eyes. Thinking twice, she said, "If what you said is true, then it proves that this child is fated to be with me. Let me adopt her!"

Amelia advised, "If that's the case, you have to make sure that she is abandoned. Then, you have to prove to the court that you have the ability to raise her up. It takes time."

After saying that, hearing the baby girl's crying, Amelia quickly took another spoon of porridge and fed it to the girl.

Noticing Jessica's intention, Amelia continued advising, "You should first advertise her photo on media, trying to look for her parents. If no one asks for it, you can send her to the orphanage."

Jessica's tone immediately cooled down, "Amelia, why are you so cold-blooded?"

Amelia sighed softly and said, "I just don't want you to regret in the future."

"I regretted once!" As soon as she said this, Jessica suddenly realised that she had lost her temper. She said guiltily, "My dear, I'm sorry. I'm not angry with you."

Amelia smiled and said "no worries" but thought deeply, "What did she mean by saying "I regretted once"?"

At this time, the wind chimes hanging at the door of the cafe rang. Amelia subconsciously looked who it was and got stunned. It was Patrick and Cynthia.

With the guidance of the waiter, they did not see her sitting in the corner. Jessica Albert asked with a puzzled look, "Hey, your husband?"

Amelia didn't say a word and Jessica sensibly shut up.

On the other side, Cynthia apologetically said to Patrick, "Brother Patrick, it's all my fault. I forgot to bring the key when I came out. At this time, my father should have gone to the market."

Patrick waved his hand to show that he didn't care, ordering a cup of Blue Mountain coffee and asked Cynthia, "What about you?" ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"The same, please." Cynthia said obediently.

As soon as the waiter left their table, Jessica immediately asked, "Tim, what did they order?"

Tim answered, "Boss, two cups of Blue Mountain."

Jessica suddenly came up with an idea and winked at the frowning Amelia with a grin, "Would you like me to...?"

Amelia looked at her confusedly and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"You'll see," Jessica said and muttered in Tim's ear, asking him to prepare.

*

Before the coffee arrived, Cynthia introduced Patrick hospitably, "Brother Patrick, the cake in this bae is nice. Would you like to have a try?"

Patrick didn't show any interest. In his view, Cynthia was just a little girl and he was not interested in most of the things mentioned by her.

Without noticing his perfunctoriness, Cynthia still pointed to the menu and chattered.

"The Blue Mountain." At this time, Tim brought the coffee and turned around, making a gesture of "OK" to his boss.

After talking for a while, Cynthia was thirsty. So she picked up the cup and took a sip, but her facial expression changed immediately. If it weren't for Patrick sitting opposite, she would have sprayed the coffee.

Noticing the changes on Cynthia's facial expression, Patrick asked, "What's wrong?"

Cynthia stuck out her tongue and said with a bitter smile, "Something wrong with the coffee!"

Taking a sip without feeling anything strange, Patrick asked, "Sure?"

Cynthia's face was distorted with disgust and she said, "There's really something wrong. If you don't believe me, try mine."

Patrick didn't touch the cup that pushed over by Cynthia, calling Tim and ordered, "Give me another glass please. Not Blue Mountain but orange juice."

Cynthia bit her lower lip and thought her brother Patrick looking down upon her taste?"

In the distance, Jessica asked Amelia with an evil smile, "See?"

Amelia asked absent-mindedly, "What?"

"You stupid!" Jessica scolded, "If she was his lover, he would have tasted her coffee with her cup. But you see, he didn't even want to touch her cup. It seems that the little girl is self-sentimental."