Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1915

"My condolences to you."

"My condolences to you. Everything will pass."

"My condolences to you. Take good care of the two old men at home."

This type of sentence fell into Amelia's ears, unexpectedly making her recall the scene after Petty's death.

Patrick, who was standing next to her, saw that she was suddenly in a daze and did not salute back. He could not help but touch her with the back of his hand and asked worriedly, "Amy, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Amelia retracted her gaze and said in a slightly dry voice, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little tired."

Patrick said with a serious look, "I'll ask someone to send you back."

Amelia shook her head. "No, dad and Alice have no intention of socializing at all. I’d better stay and do them a little favor. I don't want to disappoint them."

Patrick thought about it and narrowed the distance between them. "Come on," he said, "lean on me."

Amelia was stunned for a moment, and then obediently leaned over. He firmly supported her like a wall.

Early the next morning.

After everyone was on duty at night, Brittany's body was sent to the crematorium. George and his wife went with them, while Patrick and Amelia were responsible for sending the people who came to mourn off.

After sending off the guests, Patrick immediately took Amelia to Enoch Garden and happened to meet George and his wife, who came with an urn.

Unimaginably, before Daniel's grave had even grown grass, a new grave had been erected.

Brittany had buried herself by his side so that he would never be able to shake her off.

Brittany, who had used her life to complete the final confession, was stingy in leaving a few words for her loved ones.

The couple stared at Brittany's photo, which was embedded in the tomb. They could be said to both love and hate their daughter. When they wanted to give her a chance to start over, she mercilessly snatched it away. From a certain perspective, she was really as bad as ever, knowing how to hurt their hearts!

Seeing that Alice turned pale in just two days, Amelia's eyes unconsciously hurt.

If Daniel's suicide was within their grasp, then Brittany's suicide was far beyond their grasp. It was enough to take their lives!

After all, that was their only daughter. No matter how much they despised her, they still loved her deeply in their hearts.

Rubbing the tip of her nose, Amelia said to George and Alice, who were so calm that they almost became two statues, "Dad, mom... You haven't had a rest for a long time. Do you want to go back now?"

Hearing this, George lifted his eyelids and woodenly looked at her.

The eldest daughter in front of him was in her prime, but his younger daughter had fallen into a long sleep.

Seeing his lifeless expression, Amelia could not help but choke, "Dad... Please don't be like this. You still have me, Patrick, and Ellison, we will always be with you!"

George was stunned for a while. After his emotions had slightly subsided, he asked bitterly, "Amelia, I don't understand... Can a heartbreaker be more important than us?"

Amelia opened her mouth, but did not know how to answer.

Patrick glanced at her and said faintly, "This is her own choice. No one else has the right to ask."

Standing in front of the tomb, Alice was crying sadly. When she heard this, she couldn't help but scream. "But we are her parents, and her life is given by us!"

"Now that she had committed suicide without our permission, does she know how we feel?! If all the children in the world are so selfish, then why would parents give birth to them?" Seeing Amelia looking at him worriedly, Patrick shook his head at her, showing that he didn't care about Alice's attitude at this time. He knew that she just needed to vent her feelings, not intentionally directed at him.

First, she had lost her son-in-law. Then, it was her daughter's turn. Even a Sage might go crazy.

Time ticked by slowly...

It wasn't until Alice had fainted from crying that Patrick asked, "Dad, do you want me to send you back now? "

George was much calmer than Alice. He immediately made the arrangements and said, "Send Alice back first. If you can, please accompany her more. I am afraid that she will not let it go easily."

Patrick asked subconsciously, "What about you?"

George extended his hand and patted Brittany's tombstone. He then patted Daniel. "I want to look at them again."

Amelia, who was standing at the side, said, "Then let Mr. Hopper send Alice back first. I'll stay and accompany you."

George looked at her worriedly. "Amelia, can your body handle it?"

"Dad, even you can handle it. I'm so young, how can I not handle it?" Amelia pretended to be relaxed and said.

"Alright then." George nodded.

Before Patrick left, he took out several chocolate milk candies from his pocket and stuffed them into Amelia's little hand. "For you and dad to replenish energy."

"Alice..." Amelia was really afraid that she would be worn out from crying.

After a long time, Alice's cry gradually became lower. Instead, it turned into a broken choking sound. "Amelia... it was my fault... if I insisted on sleeping with Brittany that night, she wouldn’t... wouldn't..."

Amelia patted her back and said, "Brittany has made up her mind. Unless you keep an eye on her every night, she would still do it."

Hearing that, Alice immediately looked at her with her red eyes.

Amelia immediately realized that she had made the same mistake as Patrick did. "I'm sorry, Alice. I didn't mean to say that..."

"It doesn't matter..." Alice said in a low voice, "I know you are persuading me not to blame myself, I know."

Amelia's eyes fell on her gray hair and her heart could not help twitching. "Alice, will you blame me?"

Alice's pained gaze became strange. "Blame you... for what?"

Amelia continued, "I stole Brittany's position in the Ramsay family, my father's favor, and my position in Daniel's heart."

After Alice heard this, she shook her head and said, "No, never."

If she wanted to blame someone, she could only blame her daughter for being disappointing and herself for not teaching her.

Upon hearing her answer, Amelia felt even sadder. "Alice, if you are in a bad mood, you can scold me to vent your anger."

Alice pretended to laugh and said, "What are you talking about, you silly girl? I was extremely regretful that I made a mistake in Enoch Garden. I know that Patrick was persuading me, but I was impulsive."

Amelia felt sorry for her and said, "Alice, you don't have to think about others! Really, it doesn't matter if you are capricious sometimes. Mr. Hopper and I won't mind!"

As she spoke, she snuggled into Alice's embrace and said in a soft voice, "We are all your children. You can say whatever you like to us. If you have a temper, just vent it. As long as you feel at ease..."

Alice subconsciously hugged her tightly. She was very fond of the existence of Amelia. At the very least, she could tell herself that she still had a daughter.

"Mr. Hopper and I will be staying here during this period of time. Even if you and dad want to drive us away, we will still stay here."

Amelia's words touched Alice's heart. She couldn't help but reply, "Okay..."

In the living room, Patrick was playing chess with George.

From the perspective of the servants, they were too leisurely.