Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1490

When the office door closed behind them, Amelia Ramsay felt absolutely relieved. She then stared at Patrick thoughtfully.

Along the way, except for him, there was nobody else in sight. All the elevators were strictly prohibited. It was evident that someone had tampered with them in advance.

As for the reason, even if she did not ask Patrick for clarification, she knew that Patrick had instructed everyone to do so in order to protect her privacy and prevent her from being harassed.

Patrick bent down and found a pair of slippers for Amelia from the shelf. When he looked up, he saw her scrutinizing him. "Amy?" Patrick was puzzled.

With her hands behind her back, Amelia blushed, "It's nothing. I just suddenly felt that you are very kind to me. I was thinking if I had overlooked this last time?"

Patrick was excited. How could he not? Was Amy confessing her feelings to him?

Although Amelia did not say the word "love", he felt her love. It did not matter whether he was narcissistic or not, but he had this feeling!

"Mr. Hopper?" Amelia subconsciously tilted her head when she saw him in a daze. "Did you hear what I just said?" "Yes, yes, yes!" Patrick acknowledged this three times in repetition whilst his heart was palpitating at this moment. "Amy, you finally appreciate me."

While listening to Patrick's lament, Amelia's eyes became more and more curved. She said, "I'm lucky enough to be pampered by you, Mr. Patrick."

"No, it's an honour for me to be able to win your affection."

Amelia noticed that Patrick was looking directly at her after he finished speaking, with his handsome face expressing seriousness yet affection at the same time. She could not help herself and raised her hands to wrap around his neck to lower his head, and stood on tiptoe to give him a kiss.

After that, Patrick covered the place that she had kissed and his happiness was about to melt.

"By the way, Amy." He pointed at the slippers on the ground and said to her, "Change your shoes."

"Why do I have to change?" She was wearing lowheeled shoes, so it was not uncomfortable.

Patrick said, "You are pregnant now, of course, have to treat yourself better."

"But... this is a man's slippers."

Through the visual observation, Amelia found that the pair of slippers were more than three sizes larger than her feet, and they were not fit at all.

However, her unintentional words made Patrick's face darken. "Amy, do you want a woman's slippers to appear here?"

Amelia hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course I don't want to! I really don't want to! I, I was just making a slip of the tongue. Don't take it seriously. Did you hear me?"

Patrick put on a fierce face and said, "I'll forgive you if you change your shoes."

"All right, all right." Amelia cherishing this time's cleverness. He took off his four-season shoe and put it on the shoe rack. Then he changed it to his shoe slippers. As a result, he looked like a child secretly wearing adult shoe, which was ridiculous no matter how he looked at it.

"What a fool." Amelia expressed her opinion.

"How come?" Patrick didn't think so. The slippers he offered were gray. They were originally plain and boring colors, but they were combined with her radiance skin color.

"Very cute." Looking at her ten cute toes, Patrick sincerely praised her.

Amelia subconsciously looked down at her feet and said in a dull voice, "That's it."

Patrick felt relieved. He waved at her and said, "I've already opened the computer for you. You're just here to take a look?" "Come on." Amelia immediately walked over to him, and then looked down at the computer desktop. She found that in addition to the resources of the system and documents from various departments, the rest was the game icon, which looked very different from each other.

"Which game do you want to play?" Patrick took a glance at the several game software with the mouse and turned his face to ask Amelia.

"Which game have you been playing recently?" Amelia asked with concern.

"This." While speaking, Patrick pointed to one of the games with his mouse.

Amelia glanced casually and nodded. "Then this one."

"Amy, how could you so perfunctory?"

Patrick was a little depressed. Her eyes stayed on the game he was playing for less than a second. He did not think that this was a feeling of fondness.

Amelia was puzzled. "Really?"

"Amy, if you don't like this game, don't force yourself. The most important thing is that you're happy," Patrick said from the bottom of his heart.

Amelia looked at him and teased him, "Didn't you just say that you want to treat me as the only one in my game? If I don't play a game with you, how can you treat me as the only one?"

"All right." Patrick agreed. He put down the mouse, moved the position, and gave her the right to use the computer. "Mrs. Hopper, please sit down."

"Okay." After Amelia took her seat, she couldn't help but tap the ground with her toes and turned the leather chair three around completely. "Wow, you really know how to enjoy it. This chair is no worse than Lamborghini's car seat."