He looked at ease and seemed to be very happy to be in a room with Amelia without anyone else.
Amelia looked at him in surprise and asked, "Why do you only apply onto your face and not your hands?"
Patrick raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. "Have you heard of Zhang Wuji?"
"Huh?" Amelia took a moment before understanding that Patrick was referring to a character from a martial arts novel. She said, "Yes, why?"
Patrick said slowly, "He was bitten on the back of his hand by a woman. In the end, the woman became his wife. He even promised to love her for the rest of his life."
Amelia's mouth twitched as she listened. "Are you substituting yourself into the story?"
Patrick smiled and remained silent.
Amelia said awkwardly, "If you were that guy, I must not be the woman who had bitten you."
Patrick's gaze sharpened, and he asked unpleasantly, "Then who are you?"
Amelia pretended to be indifferent and said, "Who knows? Maybe just a nobody."
Patrick gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Wuji has amazing skills, he won't be bitten by a nobody."
Amelia did not take it seriously and shrugged her shoulders. "It is also possible for a skilful person to have failed."
A stream of anger was rolling in Patrick's chest. He could not care less about Amelia insisting on removing herself from his life.
Right at this moment...
"Patrick, Amelia, are you in there?"
It was Florence!
Hearing the call at the door, Amelia subconsciously exchanged a look with Patrick.
It was not convenient for them to open the door at the moment. Otherwise, Florence, who was born to be outspoken, would see them, and the other people in the family would indirectly be told that they were fighting! Even if it was not the truth.
Patrick gave a look to Amelia as if he was calming her down. He then said to the door loudly, "Florence! I'm in the room with Amelia. Anything?"
Outside the door, it was quiet at first. She then excitedly said, "Oh! Patrick and Amelia, it's really the both of you inside! Granny invited you downstairs to have tea. It's rare for us to gather together. Why are you hiding in the room? Come out and chat with us!"
Under Amelia's nervous facial expression, Patrick calmly said, "Please let granny and the others wait for a moment. We're busy right now!"
Florence had already thought of something evil as she spoke, "Oh? Turns out you are busy... Then I won't disturb you making that!"
As the voice fell, sound of light and quick footsteps came from outside the door. The sound became lighter until it disappeared.
While Amelia breathed a sigh of relief, she wondered if Florence had misunderstood something?
Patrick, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, said to Amelia with a faint smile, "Look, I've helped you once again."
Amelia looked back at him and said, "You also know that going out like this will bring shame to you, don't you?"
Patrick put on a faint smile and said, "I won't feel ashamed. In fact, I'm happy to be your punching bag."
Amelia asked expressionlessly, "How hypocritical are you trying to be?"
Patrick said straightforwardly, "Well, as long as you're not afraid to vomit out of nauseation."
Amelia was speechless.
Amelia could not bear it anymore. She turned around and retorted, "You clearly know that my relationship with Milton is not like that!"
Patrick said stubbornly, "This has nothing to do with your relationship with him. I just don't like him!"
Amelia was mad, "You are really insane!"
Was he insane?
Patrick's eyes were burning with anger. "What if... I bring along something given by other women, such as a tie, a wallet, or other personal items? Can you accept it?"
After suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Amelia drooped her eyelids and said, "Yes, what's wrong with that? We will end this abnormal marriage sooner or later anyway. I can't interfere with your private affairs."
"Amelia!" After all, Patrick was angry. He tried his best to suppress his impulse to pull her over and give her a spank. He asked word by word, "Do you dare to look at my eyes and say it again?"
Amelia's heart trembled. When she came back to her senses, she had raised her eyes to meet his angry eyes and said hollowly, "I can."
"Say it again!"
"... I can!"
"Say it again!"
I...I can..."
"Say it again!"
Patrick continuously forced Amelia to answer, which made her sob in her throat, she was so heartbroken that she could hardly continue...
Watching her eyes gradually turned red, Patrick smiled and said, "You obviously can't."

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