Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1357

Amelia's face had always appeared to be fair, but it was covered with flush at the moment. Was what she and Patrick had done in the room not obvious?

The guards just smiled and said nothing.

When Patrick saw their gaze focusing on Amelia's face from time to time, he could not help but shot them a cold glance and they immediately restrained themselves.

"Let's go." Patrick subconsciously walked in front of Amelia to show his coldness, as if she would no longer be looked at if he had done so.

Amelia raised her eyes and looked at his tall and stalwart figure. Without noticing her bold move, she suddenly took a step forward and grabbed his left hand. "Wait for me."

Patrick felt a chill after hearing the pitiful voice behind him, and he could not help slowing down his pace.

He lowered his head and glanced at her small hand that was grabbing onto him. He then smiled and said, "Why are you gripping me so tightly? I won't run away."

Amelia felt a little embarrassed and loosened her grip, but Patrick hold it in his in the next second. Patrick crossed his fingers with hers tightly, as if he was grabbing onto her heart.

"Your hand's so small." He commented while they were walking.

Amelia did not agree, "It should be yours that's too big."

Patrick narrowed his eyes and slightly curled his lips. "What about my hand?"

"It's too big!" Amelia thought that he had not heard her clearly, so she roared.

As a result, the patrolling guards nearby looked at her with deep meaning in their eyes.

They must have overthought about it!

"No, no! That's not what I meant!" Amelia's tender little face was full of shyness and indignation.

When she was about to explain, Patrick put his other big palm over her head and said while rubbing her hair lovingly, "Mrs. Hopper, I know I'm too big that it made you suffer, I'll be gentler next time."

B*stard!

F*cking b*stard!

Amelia was so angry that she wanted to shake his hand off, but Patrick was holding onto her hand

firmly as if she was being locked.

She gritted her teeth and put on the hood of her coat in anger, blocking the eyes of others that were ambiguous and gossipy.

Patrick was amused by her actions that he let out a laugh. What could the hood hide her from?

"What's so funny? Be careful not to choke!"

Amelia raged in her heart and quickened her pace to be almost rushing out of the club.

As soon as they walked out of sight, the guard immediately contacted Owen through the walkie-talkie. "Captain, Mr. Patrick and Ms. Amelia have gone out."

"Get 'Team One' to set off." Owen's steady voice sounded from the walkie-talkie.

"Yes sir!"

The moment they stepped out of the club, Amelia was covered by the morning sunshine.

She could not help taking a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if she were a patient who had been hospitalized for a long while and could finally smell the fresh scent of nature after escaping from the nauseating smell of sanitizers.

She then looked around and saw Gothic architecture everywhere which looked shiny under the sunshine. Along the ancient stone path, there were cafes, cake shops and candy shops... which all made her drool.

Amelia unconsciously licked her pouted lips while looking straight at the cake shop across the street, Patrick eyes darkened as he thought that Mrs. Hopper was seducing him all the time.

As if temporarily satisfying his desire, he stroked the back of her hand. Then he asked in a low voice, "Do you want to have some?"

"Yes!" Amelia nodded subconsciously.

She had not eaten something sweet for long.

Not enough...

Love?

Patrick suddenly came to his senses as if his whole body had been electrocuted.

If it were not for love, why would he stand out to protect Amelia without hesitation when Eve drove to them?

Was it just out of sympathy for a woman?

No, it was ridiculous to use sympathy as an excuse!

He was born selfish. How would he sympathize with a person to the point that he would even risk his own life?

He was half-dead after the car accident.

While Amelia was kidnapped, he had not hesitated to throw his remaining self into the search for her.

During that period of time, he kept looking for her continuously and tirelessly. Everyone around him, including Owen, had advised him to rest, or else it would become hopeless for his waist to recover...

[Could you not feel any pain?] He remembered Owen asking him this question.

He was in pain, but the pain was on his heart!

Other than that, he had not felt anything else...

[You've lost your mind!] Owen finally could not stand it anymore so he worked with the medical staffs to tie him onto the hospital bed and forced him to be injected with a sedative.

At that time, he felt that he had indeed lost his mind.

He even had a thought of ending his life if he could not find Amelia...