Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1250

Patrick's lips trembled as he heard about the blind date that Amelia had mentioned.. He lifted her hand and took a bite!

She let out an "Ah" and glared at him. "Why did you bite me? Did I say it wrongly?"

Patrick's eyes were filled with coldness. He said unhappily, "At least I've saved you from that pig last night. Can't you say something that I would like to listen to?"

Amelia snorted coldly. It was him who called "Kayla, Kayla", and now he blamed about her words being unpleasant for him. "I am not a mind reader. I don't know what you actually like to listen to. You'd better let go of me before I say something more unpleasant!"

As she spoke, she tried to pull her hand back, while Patrick let her do so as well. Because even if he did not hold her hand, she could hardly escape given her current sitting position.

Amelia had gotten clear of her current situation. She was carried by him to sit on the laboratory platform and her legs under her jeans were separated by his waist. His big hands were tightly holding her waist, while he was enjoying her embarrassment with the corners of his mouth that curled up into an evil smile.

Given his bad temper, Amelia did not have high expectations for him to carry her down the table. She could only try to put her feet down from his waist. But, she was not high enough to reach the ground.

Secondly, once she put her feet down, her upper body would follow to lean forwards onto Patrick's chest, as if she was taking advantage of him!

"Your thing seems to be more plump recently, huh?" Patrick brazenly enjoyed her being close and even mumbled ambiguously.

Amelia almost jumped up as if she had been stepped on her tail. She hurriedly leaned back and covered her chest with one hand. She said angrily, "Let me get down!!!"

Patrick looked at her wordlessly, telling her in silence that it was impossible.

"You've forced me. Let's just bear the shame together! Help! Someone! Help me!"

Amelia was so angry that she cleared her throat and shouted. Even if she would be miserably surrounded and gossiped by others, she thought that it would be better than staying and being bullied by Patrick!

But as soon as Patrick dragged her in, he had closed the door and the curtains. They were at the hospital where the sound insulation was better than that of the ordinary floors.

Secondly, when she was bullied by the director the previous night, she had tried her best to shout. Thus, her voice was still hoarse at the moment.

As a result, she could only achieve 30% of the usual effect in the end even if she tried her best to shout.

"Ha." Patrick was not intimidated. Instead, he was amused by her squeaking voice.

Amelia did not miss the scene. She clenched her fists tightly and asked unhappily, "What are you laughing at? Cough..."

Patrick answered honestly, "I hope you don't sound like a drake as well when you're in bed."

Amelia's cheeks turned red. It was too much to say that a lady's voice was like a drake's anyway!

But, a tragedy that was even more terrible was about to happen. When she reached out to take out her phone, she found that she had left her phone in her bag. The worse thing was, her bag was left in Shawn's ward!

"Oh no! Shawn..." Amelia said subconsciously.

Her vague words had made Patrick, who was very close to her misunderstood her unfortunately!

Patrick's current mood was conceivable. After the young lady he had trapped realized that she could not save herself, she was anticipating for a prince to come and save her. And Shawn was chosen as the ‘prince’!

Humph, he was just a little brat who had not even grown up yet. He was still in the stage of drooling whenever he saw a woman. He had countless ways to deal with him!

It was just that his ex-wife's thoughts were so dangerous that she would even call Shawn at any time!

While Shawn had only helped her once, he had already saved her life countless times!

Patrick felt extremely uneven and he could no longer stand it that he lifted her chin and forced her clear eyes to only be filled by his figure!

"One million."

"I can't afford it!"

"Ten..."

"Wait! One thousand at most. It's enough for you to have a close-up check in

the Orthopedics Department plus the prescribed drugs to cure your bones."

Patrick raised his eyebrows. "Only a thousand dollars?"

Amelia said righteously, "Let me make it clear. It’s not you that could say the price, but I'll offer as much as I have!"

Patrick curled his lips and said, "So, President Ramsay's estimated price of your life is only one

thousand dollars?"

Amelia sensed that it was a chance to take advantage of him so she quickly responded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Patrick suddenly changed the way of saying it, "Then I'll give you one thousand dollars. From now on, your life belongs to me!"

"What!!!" Amelia screamed.

Patrick's smile widened. "Since you can even offer me your life, there's no need to mention about your body... Then, I'll just take it as well!"