Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1194

Patrick shrugged his shoulders and no longer stopped the maid from brewing tea for Amelia.

The other two maids standing behind Patrick had started to whisper to each other with their eyes full of admiration.

"Oh my, until when is Mr. Patrick going to stop teasing Ms. Amelia?"

"Is he not stopping until he had made Ms. Amelia cry out of anger?"

"What's the point of crying out of anger? If I were Mr. Patrick, I would kidnap Ms. Amelia and make her cry in bed!"

What were the two girls muttering about?

Amelia, who sat far away from them, could only see their mouths moving, while Patrick could hear them clearly in the front.

He pretended to lower his head while drinking tea. But in fact, he was trying to hide his smile.

Kidnapped Amelia and made her cry in bed?

Oh, that could be a good idea.

After putting down the teacup for the second time, Patrick said to the young lady in front of him, "I came

here to give you a gift."

Amelia asked, "What is this that you have to come personally?"

Patrick took out a document from the briefcase beside him and handed it to her.

Amelia took it over and took a look at it, and she said with hindsight, "Oh, so this is it..."

Seeing that she had indeed forgotten, Patrick became speechless for a moment.

After a pause, he said calmly, "You have left this one billion dollars at the Land of Fragrance. I happened to see it, so I bring it to you."

Amelia returned it to him and said, "Please help me to return it to Uncle Hopper. I've just kept it on his behalf, it doesn't belong to me."

Patrick seemed to have not heard her words clearly. "What did you say?"

Amelia raised her voice slightly and said, "I said, I've just kept it on his behalf!"

"No, the previous sentence."

"Please help me to return it to Uncle Hopper..."

Patrick asked meaningfully, "Uncle Hopper? Why didn't you call him dad?"

Amelia replied subconsciously, "I've divorced you. Why should I still call him dad? We don't have blood relations either..." "Since you don't want to have a close relationship with my family, don't use that title to disgust me in the future." Patrick was hinting at something.

After Amelia was stunned for a while, she suddenly held her chin with her hand and leaned forward to get closer to him. She drawled in a charming voice, "I, insist, on, calling, you, brother-"

Patrick moved his deep gaze from her red lips onto her chest that was slightly uncovered.

She was wearing a nightdress at home. The nightdress was very thin in quality as it was summer. In other words, something private could be seen very easily...

Of course, Patrick had always looked at it as he liked. For him, Amelia always belonged to him completely. Was there anything that he should avoid?

Amelia resisted the urge to poke his eyes blind. She moved her hand that was on her chin to cover her chest instead. "Hey! Keep your eyes to yourself, you p*rvert!"

The three maids laughed softly behind Patrick. Perhaps Patrick was the only one who had the ability to make Amelia light up with pleasure, as their impression on her was an intellectual young lady.

In the face of Amelia's accusation, Patrick responded calmly, "It was you who dressed in a thin piece of nightgown and came downstairs to show off to your guest. And you've leaned too close to me, so I've paid more attention on you. This is the instinct of men."

"What do you mean by me 'showing off'!?" Amelia even had the thought of choking him to death!

The maids looked as if they were asking, "Who should we listen to?"

Patrick smiled at them and said, "You don't have to be afraid of her. As I've said, if your miss fires you, I'll hire you with three times the salary she pays you."

"Thank you, Mr. Patrick!" The maids ran to the kitchen cheerfully.

Amelia was so angry that her face turned pale. "Patrick, you win!"

"I've told you that no one will get enough of money." After saying that, Patrick looked at her with a mocking tone and said, "Oh, no, President Ramsay is different. You're a fool who doesn't even bother to take the money that was given."

Amelia was sure that she would have a miscarriage due to anger if she stayed with him for any longer. "Didn't you want to drink afternoon tea? You may drink as much as you like alone! I'm sorry that I can't keep you company!"

She immediately stood up from her seat. But she did it too suddenly that she had a blackout and her body staggered.

In the next second, she was tightly embraced by a pair of strong and powerful hands.

When Amelia came back to her senses, she found that she had fallen into Patrick's arms. There was a deep worry in his eyes that he had yet to restrained, which made her a little absent-minded.

They stared into each other's eyes...

Seeing that Amelia was in a trance, Patrick mistakenly thought that she was not feeling well. So he asked with concern, "Does your head hurt again?"

Why did he say 'again'?

Amelia kept an eye on him and deliberately followed his words, saying, "Yes, I'm a little dizzy."

Patrick immediately got even more nervous and asked, "Where's the medicine your assistant bought for you? Have you taken it?"

Amelia immediately raised her head and asked angrily, "Have you bribed Audrey?"

Patrick gave a faint denial. "No, I didn't."