Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1355

Amelia had thought about it carefully in the past two nights. After they returned to Northville, they might have to face all kinds of difficulties, so it would be better to make good use of their current time to have fun and make it a memory that could be remembered.

When she heard that Amelia wanted to go out by herself, Patrick immediately became furious and said, "No! Don't you dare to leave me! Over my dead body!"

Amelia was startled by the obsession in his words, but was also moved deeply.

Even if their connection for days was just a beautiful dream, she was still willing to temporarily abandon her reason and indulge in it.

"Florence is the capital of art, which is famous all over the world."

While Amelia listened to Patrick introducing the city, she felt like she was in a dream.

Patrick found her strange so he asked, "What's ?ll

Amelia twitched her lips. "Nothing. Its just quite ironic. It's the capital of art, yet it has gathered drug deals of such a large-scale."

Patrick said calmly, "It's just the dark side of the city, just like trash being piled up in a corner out of our sight, but it doesn't mean they don't exist. However, we can't deny the worth of the city just because of that."

Amelia suddenly felt enlightened. "You're right. I shouldn't have a prejudice against this city because I was kidnapped to be here. I have to get to know it all over again."

Patrick turned to look at her appreciatively, "That's right, and I'll be with you."

Since they had not planned for the trip, Amelia proposed to take the bus and get off at random stops to visit the surrounding scenery.

Patrick stared at her face that was full of excitement. Let alone taking a bus, even if they were to go on foot, it would still be a kind of enjoyment for him. "That's settled then!"

His straightforward attitude had surprised Amelia. "Did you actually agree?"

She acted as if she had never known him before, so Patrick could not help raising his eyebrows and said playfully, "Or else? Did you wish to be rejected?"

"Of course not! It's just..." Under his tolerant eyes, Amelia continued, "I thought you're used to taking luxurious cars and would not agree with my suggestion."

Patrick reached out his hand helplessly and pinched the tip of her nose, "You seem to have thought of me as a squeamish person who could hardly bear any torture?"

Amelia shook her head and said, "No, I've just thought about your usual means of transport. By the way, you haven't taken a bus since young, have you? Let me tell you, it's usually crowded on the bus so you have to be careful with your wallet..."

Patrick was amused by the talkative young lady in front of him and asked, "Who told you that I've never taken a bus? Was it Owen?"

Amelia paused and replied, "Nope."

"Then who?"

"No one."

"So it's your own imagination?"

Amelia paused again. "Er... yes."

Patrick shook his head with a smile and thought it was time to defend himself, "When I went abroad to study, I've taken subways and buses. The buses there were not as crowded as you said, as the population was relatively small, and there were

many other transports to choose from."

She did not dare to open her eyes because she was not sure whether he was in a dream or...

She could only bury her face in the quilt, curl her body up to be like that of a shrimp, and held herself tightly with her hands in order to be ready to protect herself at anytime.

After that, she had been highly focused, fearing that Patrick would attack her in the dark.

Patrick had made noises in bed for another long while until she had been so sleepy, and then he finally stopped.

Just as Amelia secretly breathed a sigh of relief with her eyes closed, she heard the bedside lamp being turned on. Then, she felt that the person beside her lifted the quilt, got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

When Patrick came back from the bathroom, Amelia had almost fallen asleep, but a kiss that fell on her forehead suddenly woke her up and made her on alert again.

Fortunately, Patrick did not carry on. He lifted the quilt and laid back on the bed after the kiss.

At the same time, he might have noticed her sleeping posture being in a self-protecting posture so he placed his hot lips to her ear and coaxed her softly, "Mrs. Hopper, don't be afraid. I'm by your side."

As he spoke, he had even patted her shoulder, as if he was coaxing a baby.

At that moment, Amelia really wanted to reach out and put her arms around his neck to return him with a warm kiss.

But if she had really done so, Patrick would definitely carry on and eventually have sex with her.

Therefore, she could only secretly say sorry in her heart and continue to pretend to be sleeping soundly.