Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 162

But Amelia was tired. Lots of accidents had happened recently, which made her exhausted.

Not only physically, but also mentally.

Patrick felt so guilty about Cynthia's injury and was completely obedient to Eve, but he never cared about her.

Suddenly, Patrick pulled her towards the door. She was in a panic and said, "Hey! What do you want to do to me?"

Hearing Amelia's scream, Jessica was so surprised. She came to Patrick and blocked their way.

However, Patrick was tall and imposing, so Jessica was a little lack of confidence, "Mr. Hopper, take it easy and don't be so rude."

"Get out of my way." Patrick looked down at her with no expression.

Seeing that Amelia was looking at her with pleading eyes, Jessica straightened her chest and said, "No! What if you take her away from here and do something to hurt her?"

"I won't hurt her." Patrick said to Jessica word by word, then he said again deliberately, "But if you stop me, I will think that you want to pay me for the breakfast."

5,300 dollars...

Thinking of this, Jessica smiled obsequiously and even opened the door for Patrick, "Please."

Amelia was really angry when she saw this. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

She glared at Jessica, but Jessica turned around and said to Sierra who was sitting in the pram, "Wave good-bye to your godmother."

Sierra turned over and faced Amelia with her butt.

In the car.

"Be obedient, otherwise I'll be rude to you." Patrick pulled Amelia downstairs, opened the car door, and pushed her into the passenger seat.

Amelia was pushed to the leather seat. She raised her head and shouted angrily, "You're so rude now! Look at my arm, it's red because you used too much strength to pinch it!"

Hearing her childish complaints, Patrick sneered and said, "B*llshit, that was obviously bitten by mosquitoes."

Amelia lowered her head and had a look. She actually showed him another hand in haste.

She felt so ashamed that she simply closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing that Amelia didn't struggle anymore, Patrick closed the car door.

In order to prevent her from jumping off the car suddenly, he locked the car door first. When he walked to the driver seat, he unlocked the car door and got in the car quickly.

With her eyes closed, Amelia suddenly felt a hand touching her chest gently.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, only to see Patrick pulling out a seat belt from her side and wearing it for her.

Patrick raised his head and smiled teasingly, "Why are you shaking so violently? Do you think I'm going to do something to you?"

The space in the car was limited, he was so close to her and she was wearing a seat belt, so Amelia had no way to avoid him. She asked nervously, "Where are we going?"

Patrick looked her up and down, "I'll take you to the wildness. Rape you and then kill you."

"You won't!" Amelia exclaimed.

"I will. If you keep provoking me like this, I will do as I said day." Patrick said and kissed her trembling lips. Then he drove back to the Land of Fragrance.

In the Land of Fragrance.

"Stay at home obediently in the next few days and you're not allowed to go anywhere."

After entering the room, Patrick let go of Amelia's hand and allowed her to walk herself.

Amelia protested, "I'm not a prisoner!"

Patrick untied his tie and sat on the sofa, "But you are a patient."

Amelia was stunned for a moment. Patrick actually cared about her, which really made her feel flattered.

Not only did he ask her to rest, but he even said kindly, "I'll contact the family doctor for you right now. When he comes later, you have to cooperate with him for the check-up."

Amelia remembered that Daniel had given her the number of the old doctor, she took the note from her leather bag and said to Patrick, "This is the phone number of the old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. I want to call him..."

"Don't even think about it!" Patrick's voice became unhappy, "You should throw everything that is given by another man away."

After saying that, he took the note, tore it into pieces and threw it on the ground.

Then the pieces on the ground were blew away by the wind from the balcony.

Amelia was so angry by his behavior that she couldn't speak for a long time, "You are too overbearing!"

"I'm doing this for your own good. Don't even think about loving someone that doesn't belong to you." Patrick said without feeling guilty.

Amelia felt that she had been insulted. She said with angry eyes, "Who do you think I love?"

Patrick punched the sofa hard and said coldly, "Do you want me to say it?"

He didn't even want to mention Daniel's name. Compared with Milton and Hobart, he hated Daniel more!

Because Daniel was Amelia's ex- boyfriend. In the photo, Daniel reached out to help Amelia go upstairs, which looked harmonious and tacit.

Just thinking about the photo, Patrick was so unhappy that he wanted to beat Daniel!

His sudden anger made Amelia regret that she had asked him the question. She wanted to resist, but her strength was no match for Patrick.

After taking a deep breath and calming herself down, Amelia slowly said, "I'll go upstairs and rest for a while. Is that okay?"

Patrick didn't stop her. He just said, "I'll tell you when the family doctor arrives."

It was only then that Amelia realized that what he said was true. She was puzzled, "Why are you staying at home? Don't you need to work?"

Patrick said seriously, "I'll stay at home and continue what I didn't finish last night."

Amelia was stunned. She remembered that Patrick had said last night that he would stay at home to accompany her, and he would not go anywhere.

Patrick had just made the promise last night, but Amelia felt that a century had passed.

It was so long that she almost forgot about it.

The doorbell rang.

Patrick, who had returned to the bedroom and changed into a leisure wear, opened the door. Then he saw Paisley standing at the door.

There was a young man who stood on her left, carrying a medicine box on his shoulder.

After saying hello to Patrick, Paisley introduced the young man to him, "He is a trainee who had just been paired with me. His surname is Cui. You can call him Cussler."

Patrick nodded unconcernedly and said to them, "Come in." "You look well." At the door, Paisley, who was putting on slippers, glanced at Patrick's waist from time to time.

"It's not me who is injured." Patrick replied.

Paisley understood, "It seems to be her."