Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1295

"The nanny resigned some time ago." Patrick added after a pause, "She resigned herself."

"Why?" With such a good salary, Amelia could not really imagine the reason.

"No reason!" Patrick twisted his eyebrows and said angrily.

Amelia was stunned for a moment. Seeing his expression of displeasure, she said tactfully, "Sorry, nosy."

They had divorced, why should she ask these questions?

The moment Amelia replied, Patrick's heart sank. This was the concern he had been looking forward to secretly. Why did he shut it out in such a fierce tone?

"Actually..." He opened his mouth and wanted to say that his temper had become very violent and vile because of her divorce some time ago. He would drink and smoke and often broke things as soon as he returned home. He had even vented his anger on the nanny. The nanny could not bear the burden and resigned!

Before he could finish his words, Amelia had asked calmly, "Mr. Hopper, may I ask... Why did you ask me to come in?"

Patrick was choked by his anger. The anger in his eyes was likely to burn Amelia down. How could she not listen to his heartfelt words with patience?

"Mr. Hopper?" Amelia called out again hesitantly.

Why did he look more ferocious? She had already apologized!

With Amelia's innocent face, Patrick suddenly turned his body and took a deep breath with his back to her. He reluctantly suppressed the grievance that he had no time to say, then turned his face and told her, "I asked you to come in because I haven't shaved my beard, I haven't changed into my suit, and I haven't put on my tie."

"So?" Amelia frowned and had a bad feeling.

"So, I want you to help me." Patrick's tone was indifferent. He did not realize that his suggestion was out of bounds.

Amelia's face was full of strangeness. "You want me to come in with you to do these things?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Or else? Do you want to have further contact with me?"

Amelia shook her head quickly and said, "Mr. Hopper, I have never shaved a beard for anyone. Will you be angry if I accidentally scratched your face?" "It depends on whether you do it on purpose." Patrick approached her and held her wrist. He looked at her with a smile, "However, I believe with my guidance you won't make such a rookie mistake."

Amelia immediately saw a stubble around his lips as soon as he approached, which made him look very masculine and made his eyes even more aggressive. She bit her lower lip and said, "Well, with you guiding me, I don't have to worry about making mistakes."

When Patrick brought her into the bathroom, Amelia found that all her toiletries were still there!

Her pink towel was hanging on the shelf with his black one. On the other side, her white mouthwash was next to his gray mouthwash, and there was also the woman's shampoo and shower gel. Even her hair remover cream was there...

As Amelia's eyes were fixed on the old things for a long time, an obscure embarrassment showed on Patrick's face.

"I should have thrown away your things a long time ago." His voice was low and stiff. "But I was too busy recently, so I forgot about it."

"I know..." The pain kept growing in her heart.

Amelia smiled bitterly and said, "I know."

Patrick found that there was no fluctuation in her tone when he listened to her words. He could not help but clench his fingers tightly and said stiffly, "It's good that you know it! I will throw them away today!"

Amelia tidied up her hair gently. Her fingers had become cold and trembling. "Well, it's not just this. Mr. Hopper should also clean up the whole house and the garden outside."

This woman, when she heard he wanted to get rid of her things, not only did she not feel nervous or sad, but also she suggested that he should clean up the whole house. Was she encouraging him to remove their memories and start a new life?!

Patrick said angrily, "Amelia Ramsay, have you forgotten that you are no longer the hostess of this house? It's my own business when I should clean up this house, where to start cleaning it up, or how

I clean it up! You don't need to tell me what to do!"

"Hmm," Amelia responded again and did not want to refute at all. Even her heart was aching. "I was just advising you as an outsider. Mr. Hopper, you can ignore my suggestion. By the way, didn't you ask me to shave your beard? Can we start?"

"Sure!" Patrick glanced at the basket and said, "Take out the cleanser and wash my face."

Amelia had seen Patrick do the steps before, so she took out the cleanser from the basket, squeezed out a little, and put a little water under the faucet. Then she tiptoed to apply it to Patrick's face and lathered it into foam gently.

Her palms were soft, as soft as cotton candy after being soaked with water and foam. It was a completely different experience from washing his face himself. Patrick was very comfortable being rubbed by her and could not help squinting.

As she took a look at Patrick's expression, Amelia stopped and asked, "Did I do anything wrong?"

The corners of Patrick's mouth were full of foam. He shook his head, indicating that she had done a good job.

"Okay!"

Amelia rubbed his face a few more times, then held his face in front of the mirror and asked seriously, "See for yourself, is this okay?"

Patrick took a look at her and nodded at her.

Amelia was glad that he did not deliberately find fault. "Okay, I'll wash the foam now."

Patrick came up and licked it gently. She got a fright and opened her eyes, shouting, "You... not again!"

He said softly and slowly, "I just want to apologize to you."

"A... Apologize?"

"Yes, I'm sorry that I accidentally got your eyes."

"Really?" Amelia was suspicious at first, then said, "I didn't expect Mr. Hopper to apologize in such a unique way. It makes me embarrassed. Please don't do this anymore."

She would definitely give him a punch if today was not a court day.

He lowered his voice and made an assumption, "What if I only do this to you?"

His words were like a confession. Amelia's pupils dilated slightly, then she turned her face away and said, "That's beyond my means!"

That was beyond her means!

Patrick's face darkened. He could not tolerate that she trampled his feelings for her again and again!

The corners of his mouth curled up like a dandy. He deliberately made himself sound as if he did not care. "Ha, I was kidding."

It was Amelia's turn to be stunned.

"I just find it interesting when I see how nervous you are. You won't take it seriously, will you?"

Which meant that Patrick would kiss another woman just like how he had just kissed her eyes to comfort her?

Amelia said coldly, "No, you have Miss Kayla. How can I take your words seriously?"

After Amelia silently applied the shaving cream to his face, she pondered on her thoughts, and she accidentally cut Patrick's lips. She stopped all her movements at once and waited for Patrick to blame her for doing it badly.

Unexpectedly, Patrick just wiped the blood with his thumb and said expressionlessly, "Just continue."

"Hmm." Amelia did not dare to be distracted anymore. After spending a lot of energy shaving his beard and washing it away, she asked softly, "How about your wound?"

Patrick who was checking her 'homework' gave her a sidelong glance and said, "It's just a minor injury. Why are you looking at me like I'm dead?"