Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1356

"Mrs. Hopper, what are you thinking about? Why is your face so red..."

While Amelia was still recalling the episode from the previous night, Patrick's deep and hoarse voice sounded softly.

Amelia glanced at him reflectively and felt as if she could hear his sexy groans at the moment. She looked away uneasily and said, "Nothing."

"Stop lying, you're blushing right now. Tell me, what's actually in your mind?"

Patrick narrowed his eyes fiercely. If she dared to think about anyone other than him, he would definitely teach her a lesson.

Amelia was embarrassed by his question and blurted out, "It's really nothing much. We should go now!"

Patrick grabbed her slim arm and pulled her, who was in a hurry to avoid him, back. He thought it was funny and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? You can't avoid my question just by changing the topic."

Amelia looked back at him with a stare and said charmingly, "I'm free to choose whether to answer

you or not so it's beyond your control."

Wow!

The young lady had just been peaceful for a few days, yet she started to go hard on him again? She asked for it!

Patrick clutched her arm with one hand, reached out his other as fast as lightning to wrap around her waist and pressed her on his chest.

"Say it!" Patrick said with a threatening tone. He had even sounded like a hooligan.

Amelia muttered, "There's nothing to say... Ouch!

Patrick, why did you bite me? Don't act like a dog."

"You've got it wrong. I'm a wolf." Patrick licked the corner of his mouth. He really loved the sweet and soft touch on her lips.

Amelia said boldly, "I still think of you as a dog. Only dogs like to bite human beings!"

Patrick started to argue with her, "It's always said that wolves eat meat while dogs eat sh*t. Mrs.

Hopper, do you think of yourself as meat? Or sh*t?"

Amelia felt greatly offended. She was too naive to have thought that she could have won while battling with the sharp-tongued man.

He lightly tightened her waist that had gotten plump recently and looked down into her bright eyes. "You could hardly escape now so you'd better tell me what you were thinking just now, or else... hoho."

What was with the hoho!

Amelia was not threatened. He had always held a tough attitude, but in fact, he was very softhearted towards her. Even if she refused to answer, he would not do anything to her.

However, what puzzled her was that although the man had always been very difficult to deal with, he had never been so stubborn with a question. She regretted to have been in a daze and have even blushed.

Sigh, she could only casually make up an excuse to brush it off.

Amelia rolled her eyes and tried to say sincerely, "I'm just homesick."

Patrick was not easily fooled. "Homesick? Isn't it a sad thing? Why did you blush?"

"Fine." Amelia was defeated by his sharp tongue. "I was thinking of you, are you satisfied now?"

"You're lying." Patrick questioned with a stern look, "I'm right in front of you and you can just look at me at anytime you wish to. Why would you have to think of me face to face?"

Amelia was speechless. She looked up at him and saw him raging, as if suspecting whether she had cheated on him. She subconsciously feared that he might have misunderstood so she explained, "It's true! I was thinking about something that happened last night. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard... you make... some strange noises under the quilt..."

When Amelia's words got out from her mouth, Patrick's face froze and his ears had even turned red. Fortunately, Amelia did not notice.

Noticing his strange silence, Amelia widened her round eyes and promised, "Believe it or not, that's truly what I'm thinking and nothing else..."

Patrick had always acted very openly in front of Amelia. He could even say in front of her that whenever he missed her much, he would do it on his own to satisfy his needs and enjoy witnessing Amelia's embarrassment.

During those times, Patrick would feel satisfied and proud as he had successfully teased Mrs. Hopper again.

But at the moment, he looked away shyly and pursed his lips because he was the one who had been teased by Mrs. Hopper.

Although Amelia did not mean to have done so.

Seeing him acting stiff with a strange expression, Amelia reckoned that he had still not believed her so she got anxious and said, "If you still don't

believe me, I can tell you the whole story last night..."

Patrick glanced at her as if he had come back to earth. Seeing that she look anxious, he said, "Never mind, I believe you."

So, Amelia turned around while pretending that nothing had happened and saw Patrick walking towards her, looking refreshed. He was wearing a bathrobe and there was a faint smell of soap on his body. Obviously, he had taken a shower after doing it.

"How relieved!" Patrick thought.

"He had such a strong desire!" Amelia thought.

Amelia casually turned sideways to reveal the two glasses of milk that were blocked behind her. "Owen said that we can't go out with an empty stomach so he ordered to send two glasses of milk over. Hurry up and drink it."

Patrick quickly glanced at the two glasses on the table. One was full while the other had only a quarter of milk left. He picked up the one containing less milk without hesitation and drank it up.

"Hey!" Before Amelia could stop him, he had finished it up. Her voice suddenly turned low which she almost murmured, "That's mine..."

Patrick put down the empty glass and said in an innocent tone, "Oh? It's yours? Forgive me for not knowing it just now."

Amelia was speechless. It was so obvious, how could he not know?

"I'll compensate you with the other glass." With a sense of scheming in his eyes, Patrick suddenly moved the glass full of milk to Amelia's hand.

Amelia shook her head and politely said, "No, I'm already full. You may have it."

Patrick raised his eyebrows and surprisingly did not force her to have more. "I'll help myself then."

He picked up the milk and gulped it down.

Amelia, who had nothing to do at the side, looked up at him while he was drinking the milk. She had actually thought that his Adam's apple which was moving appeared to be very sexy. It basically made her want to throw herself on it and take a bite.

Patrick caught Amelia in a daze. He then took a sip of milk, bent down to her who had her face raised up, targeted her lips and fed the milk into her mouth.

Amelia was surprised as she did not expect Patrick to be so flippant even when he was drinking milk, but she did not refuse. Instead, she felt a trace of sweetness in her heart.

After a while of interaction, they finally walked out of the room being dressed neatly.

When the patrolling guards in the corridor saw them came out, they subconsciously looked at the time.

It was close to 9 o'clock, but Patrick had gone out once with Owen before 8 o'clock. So what did Patrick do in the room after he came back?

The guards subconsciously turned their gazes to Amelia, looking for the answer they had already known clearly.