Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1153

"Thank you," Amelia muttered in a soft voice towards all the efforts that had been provided for her.

In contrast with her eye-sore appearance, Amelia's voice was as clear as spring, which won a good impression from others.

A pot-bellied man, who seemed to be a leader, pretended to turn back inadvertently when he heard her voice. As a result, he regretted his decision immediately.

A sexy woman who was in his embrace became jealous. However, when she saw Amelia's appearance, she snorted and insulted with a smile, "What? I thought it was Miranda Kerr from her voice. Apparently it's a Scarecrow."

Upon hearing this, Amelia was more firm with her act to strike Patrick's confidence.

Suddenly, her waist was held by someone from behind.

Amelia was shocked, and the woman who had just mocked her was also shocked. She thought to herself, "Which man would have such a intense taste in women?"

Both Amelia and the woman were confused.

Instead, it was the fat man with the pot-belly who warmly greeted the person who just came in. "Mr. Patrick? It's you?"

Amelia was surprised and turned around incredulously. This arrogant face standing in front of her was indeed Patrick!

She blurted out, "How did you even recognize me?"

Putting aside the fact that she had changed her figure and even her hairstyle, the main point was that her back was facing towards him. How was he able to recognize her?

Patrick lowered his head and examined her makeup. After a while, he answered with an upset look, "Even if you turned to ashes, I could still recognize you."

Although his voice was low, he could not hide his hatred.

Amelia blinked her bitter eyes and whispered to him, "If you keep holding me like this, people will misinterpret your interest in women. Let go of me."

"Do you think I'm afraid of being misunderstood?

Let's go!" After saying that, Patrick grabbed Amelia's waist with one hand and dragged her towards the fat man.

After the two parties exchanged a few conventional greetings, the man asked politely, "Mr. Patrick, who is this beauty?"

Beauty?

The corners of Amelia's eyes twitched, but her mouth was as sweet as a sound changer. "Oh dear, I'm definitely not a beauty. I'm just the village girl. The one in your arms is the real beauty. If given the money to undergo plastic surgery, I will definitely want to look like her!"

The first half of Amelia's sentence made women burst with joy. However, the second half of the sentence made the woman gnash her teeth in secret, because she knew Amelia was implying that she had plastic surgery.

At this time, Patrick interrupted, "Director Jagger, please let me introduce you to this woman. She is my bed mate."

"Oh, and here I thought that she was your treasure. Turns out that you just use her to warm your bed instead!"

The woman laughed out loud. A bed mate was probably the most worthless type of a relationship between a man and a woman. The fact that this was even spoken out in front of Amelia, her dignity would be trampled into the ground.

Amelia gave her a strange look. "Hey beauty, I'm here to warm the bed. But what are you? Are you Director Jagger's wife?"

The smile on the woman's face quickly withered.

Director Jagger was a little embarrassed by Amelia's straightforwardness, "How should I address you, candy?"

He was so rude to call her 'candy'.

Glancing at Patrick and watching his indifferent expression, Amelia rolled her eyes and continued to say, "Director Jagger, my surname is Hopper, and my given name is Other."

"Other... Hopper?" Director Jagger had a strange expression on his face when he heard this.

In the face of his mistress's doubts,

Director Jagger smiled mischievously and said, "You may not know this, but Mr. Patrick previously fell terribly with two beautiful women one after another. I'm afraid that maybe he has a trauma with beautiful women, so he found an ugly one whom nobody wants so that no one can make a cuckold on him ever again!"

Outside Room 404.

With one hand holding Amelia, Patrick used the other to take the access card out from his trouser pocket and opened the door.

After taking Amelia into the room, Patrick closed the door behind him.

Amelia turned back to her normal tone and asked, "Now that you've closed the door and since there are only two of us left, can you let go of me now?"

After her reminder, Patrick let go of her. More accurately speaking, he shook free of Amelia.

Amelia fell two steps forward and was barely able to stabilize herself. She turned around and smiled at him, "You act so sweet in front of others, but behind the scenes, you treat me as a disgusting insect. In terms of hypocrisy, no one dares to compete with Mr. Hopper for the ranking."

Patrick did not seem to be surprised at all after glancing at her unrecognizable face. "Why do you dressed in such a strange manner? Do you want to play some special game with me?"

Being stared at by him, Amelia felt a chill all over her body. "Don't you feel sick when you looking at me?"

Patrick's lips curled into a smile towards her naivety.

Others may be disgusted because they had never seen her face before. But once someone saw her beauty, they would never relate the word 'hideous' to Amelia anymore.

While thinking about this, Patrick slanted his eyes towards the bathroom and commanded, "Go in and take off your wig. While you're at it, wash your face clean too."

Amelia deliberately disagreed with him. "But I think it's beautiful. Besides, it took me a lot of time to make up this way. Mr. Hopper, are you sure you don't want to enjoy it a little longer?"