Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1165

Sissi could not help but put down her hand when she recalled that she had appeared in Sawyer's territory when she woke up. She asked confusingly, "Sawyer, how did you find me?"

Sawyer wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes as he said concisely, "My man happened to be hospitalized and accidentally found you when he passed by your ward."

"I see..." Sissi said in a daze.

Seeing that she did not seem to be very happy, Sawyer naturally had a suspicion in his heart, "You're not happy. Is it because I snatched you from Patrick?"

Sissi's red lips twitched, and she said insincerely, "No, I'm not upset."

"You're lying." With a glance, Sawyer saw through her thoughts. "You're more interested in tying the knot with Patrick compared to me, right? Otherwise, why have you never contacted me even though you're in Northville?"

"I..." Sissi was too guilty to answer.

Every man may have two types of women in his life, a passionate one like a red rose and the pure one like a white rose. If he married the red rose, she would forget over time while the white rose will remain as pure as ever.

If he married the white rose, she would attracted annoyance while the red rose will a irremovable desire in his heart.

In other words, no matter he selected which one, a man would not cherish it after a long period. Instead, he would only miss the unchosen one.

However, being inconstant was not only a man's right. But Sissi, as a woman, would also be on of them.

As early as many years ago, she had had a relationship with Sawyer and even given birth to a baby for him.

The man she had never really had was Patrick!

As time went by, Patrick had always been the first person in her heart.

The feeling of having a teacher-student relationship later with Sawyer for the first time was incomparable to Patrick.

She liked Sawyer, but she wanted Patrick even more!

Coincidentally, the appearance of Amelia gave Sissi great insecurity and loss!

On one hand, she could not stop thinking about Patrick. On the other hand, she wanted to compete with Amelia. Under the combination of the two factors, it could only be making her more obsessed with Patrick.

Some time ago, as long as she had the chance to stay with Patrick, the frequency that she would think of Sawyer and their child that had passed away seemed to be getting lesser...

"If my man didn't happen to recognize you, would you be planning to never see me again for the rest of your life?"

Sissi was lost in her thoughts when she saw Sawyer's thin lips moving. She asked in a daze, "What did you say?"

Sawyer pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of disappointment. "You didn't even hear what I said. Were you thinking about Patrick?"

Sissi's heart skipped a beat. She quickly avoided his question and said, "Sawyer, I'm a little tired."

Sawyer raised his eyebrow coldly. "Didn't you say you were hungry just now?"

Sissi said helplessly, "Anyway, can you let me rest for a while?"

"Alright, I won't disturb you..." Sawyer gave in to her excuse. "You rest for a bit. I'll cook for you."

"Okay." When Sawyer lifted the curtain and got out of bed, Sissi teased, "Sawyer, I've noticed that your

cooking skills seem to become rusty."

Sawyer turned his head as he lowered the curtain. He said solemnly, "Because I only cook for you. If you're not here, who am I going to cook for?"

"It seems to be my fault..." Sissi's voice came through the curtain, appeared to be a little naughty.

Sawyer stared at the faint shadow that appeared on the curtain, he could not help but say, "Sissi, let me take care of you in the future. Just get over Christian, and also...Patrick."

Sissi suddenly quieted down, as if she was so tired that she had fallen asleep.

His eyes looked calm and peaceful as if he was born to do this.

Not long after, the doorbell rang...

Sawyer's hand stopped cutting the meat as he raised his head. His brows revealing his displeasure from being disturbed.

"We've already searched for other villas. Sir must be inside..."

Creak...

When Sawyer opened the door to the house, the coldness he showed was enough to freeze the servants who was at the door.

The servants who were originally discussing Sawyer's existence outside the room shouted with joy when they saw Sawyer, "Sir, old master has something urgent to see you!"

Sawyer fixed his gaze on the servants, and he asked frigidly, "Old master?"

The servant quickly said, "It's your father, old Mr.

Quart ley."

Sawyer stood there for a moment. He first turned around and locked the door, then carefully tucked the key into his pocket. He took a step forward calmly and said to the servants in front of him, "Lead the way."

"Old Mr. Quartley, sir is here."

With the arrival of Sawyer, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense.

Before Ryan could ask him to have a seat, Sawyer had already taken his seat. He asked, "Why have you come to my place?"

Sawyer's arrogance made Ryan frown, but considering the serious matter, he chose to endure it. "Is it you who urged Amelia and Patrick to divorce?"

Sawyer showed a puzzled expression hearing this, "Why, didn't she tell you?"