Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1027

Alice was chocked.

A moment later, she suppressed the disappointment in her heart and put in the big picture, "Yes, you're right. The Eastern District project is of great importance. You will definitely have a lot of work and need to socialize a lot at that time. Alas... I was too anxious and did not take into account your current situation."

Amelia looked at her and said, "Alice, don't be sad. We will have a baby."

"Sure!" What could Alice say? She could not let Amelia give up the Eastern District project, which she had worked so hard to get for Apex Construction Corporation, and concentrate on having a baby with Patrick, could she?

Amidst the silence, Amelia suddenly noticed that Patrick had smoked for far too long.

"I knew that his words could not be trusted!" Amelia muttered to himself.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

There was a burst of opening at the door, followed by a familiar magnetic voice with a slight sound of a clearing throat. "I'm back. Did I disturb your

conversation?"

Amelia turned back to look at him and said as usual, "No."

Alice stood where Amelia could not see her and shook her head helplessly at Patrick. She was trying to help him solve Amelia's problem. However, every single answer of Amelia was flawless. She could not find a way to intervene.

Perhaps, it was because Patrick's concern that caused him to panic. Amelia was obviously in good condition. It was not like what he said that she was preoccupied with a lot of troubles in her mind.

Patrick saw Alice shaking her head gently at him. He knew that she could not get anything out of Alice.

Forget it. He would better continue to be patient with Amelia.

Seeing that the night had fallen outside the window, Amelia looked at George, who was sleeping soundly, and finally decided, "Aunt Alice, it's late. We'll go back first."

"Alright." Alice stood up from the chair and sent off Amelia to Patrick, who was loitering at the door. She said softly, "When your father wakes up, I will tell him that you have been here. It's the peak hours after work. Drive safe."

Amelia and Patrick both nodded in agreement.

It was different from the time when they came. The elevator that was going down was full of passengers at this time.

Patrick frowned his eyebrows gloomily.

Amelia was satisfied. She wrapped her belly with her hands slightly, so she would not be pushed to the wall by the people around her.

Patrick's heart skipped a beat when he saw Amelia was being squeezed into the crowd. He stared at the man who almost squeezed her. Then, he reached out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace.

Patrick lowered his head and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You had been pushed several times. Haven't you counted?" Patrick wondered why did she not came to him?

At such a close distance, Amelia could feel that the surrounding air suddenly became turbulent.

She would rather squeeze in the crowd than be held by Patrick.

Because of the flash of possessiveness in his eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that she was still being distracted in his arms, Patrick said seriously, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Noticing that his arm was suddenly tightened around her waist, Amelia frowned and replied, "Aren't you squeezing me now as well?"

"How can it be the same? I am your man!"

But because she hit Patrick's arm. And Patrick felt that was more like flirting. So he just smiled, held her hand, which pounded him a second ago, and walked out of the elevator.

Even though Amelia was not willing to be held, Patrick still held her hand firmly.

Every time she tried to pull her hand away, he would retaliate and pinch her, so much so that she did not

dare to move.

Amelia finally realized what was going on until she was brought to Patrick's car, and he opened the car door and put her in. "Patrick, you promised that you won't touch me!"

After saying this, Amelia noticed that there was a hint of smile on Patrick's face. She quickly added, "Don't play on words with me. It doesn't matter if you do it casually or seriously. Once you touch me, you've violated the agreement!"

Patrick, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his handsome face and looked at her. He said innocently, "I didn't touch you."

"You didn't touch me?" Amelia gritted her teeth and said, "How dared you say that you didn't touch me!"

Patrick said slowly, "It seems that the 'touch' we understand has some slight differences. The 'won't touch' I promised to was that I would not reach the final phase of our intimacy with you. How do you understand it?"

Amelia grabbed her hair and said, "I..."

Patrick interrupted her timely, "Okay, I know. The 'won't touch' means that I can't even touch a finger or a corner of your clothes, right?"

Amelia took the hand from her hair and said, "Yes!"

Patrick looked at her and said in a sad tone, "Don't you think you are unreasonable and unkind?"