"Well, I have made up my mind!" Amelia no longer hesitated to reach out her right hand and said to Patrick, "Here, you can leave a kiss on my hand."
Patrick stared at her fair skin in front of him. There was infatuation in his eyes, but soon it was suppressed by him. He reached out his palm and held hers softly, planting a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.
He did it so lightly that Amelia would have not noticed it if she had not been paying attention to him.
Patrick then released her hand, raised his head and asked, "Where's the next spot, Amy?"
He had passed the first test perfectly, so she leveled up for the second test. Amelia touched her left cheek and said, "Kiss me here. For twice."
Normally, when he was kissing her face, Patrick could not help kissing her eyes and nose. He would definitely not be able to behave like in his first test.
Just as Amelia thought so, Patrick kissed the spot she had chosen for twice and sat back down, looking like a gentleman. On the other hand, Amelia was so surprised that her mouth was wide open.
Was she... really going to give it to him that night?
Patrick said lazily, "Amy, your games are too simple. Can't you make one of a higher level?"
Higher level?
After thinking for a while, Amelia suddenly asked him over and said with a seductive tone, "Take me to the bath."
Oh my, was Amy going all out? Was she not afraid that he would lose control and do something to her in the bathroom?
As if she could read his mind, Amelia squinted and reminded, "Mr. Hopper, don't forget the rules of the game."
"I know. Other than helping you take a bath, I won't take any other actions." After a low laugh, Patrick got out of bed with Amelia in his arms and walked into the bathroom.
An hour later—
Amelia, who was carried back to bed by Patrick, blushed and looked like she was going to melt.
He stared at her from head to toe and asked, "Amy, was it comfortable?"
"Yes." The feeling of being served to bath was totally wonderful. She needed not do anything by herself. The massage from Patrick was just fine.
When he was rubbing her hair, she felt it so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.
"Then Amy... have I passed your game?" Patrick whispered in her ear.
Amelia suddenly shivered. D*mn, she had almost forgot about it!
At the moment, Patrick had imperceptibly fixed her under his body. He was like a hungry wolf, ready to attack at any time.
Amelia had to admit, "Well, you performed well."
"Then..." Patrick spread his hands on top her head. Under his fringe was a pair of breathtaking eyes, staring at her longingly.
When she saw the scar on his forehead, Amelia's heart ached. She suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, pulling him towards her gently.
With his eyes wide open in shock, Patrick maintained his last sanity and asked, "Amy, do you know what you are doing?"
Amelia pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm inviting you in."
At that instance, Patrick's handsome face was full of surprise. "Amy!"
But, Amelia's shy eyes immediately became serious again. "Promise me to be gentle and to not hurt our child."
"I got it." Patrick took a serious look at her belly, lowered his head and kissed her lips gently...
Then, the couple shared an intimate moment.
One night had passed.
Upon granting Patrick's wish, Amelia felt sore all over and did not wake up until the next day at noon.
When she woke up, Amelia heard the sound of the door opening. She wrapped herself up with the quilt nervously, only to see Patrick pushing the door open.
Seeing it was him, Amelia breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why didn't you go to work?"
Patrick came in and said, "I went to work, but when I called you at 10 o'clock, you didn't pick up the phone. I was worried about you, so I came back to have a look."
"Oh? Did you call me?"
Amelia turned back and picked up her phone from the bedside table. After seeing that there was truly a missed call from him, she said shyly, "Sorry, I'm just too sleepy."
Noticing her dark circles, Patrick reflected on himself. "It's my fault. I've been pestering you for the whole night."
Upon hearing this, Amelia blushed.
Patrick had held it in for many months, and so had her. It was better to say that she also enjoyed it rather than that he pestered her.
Noticing Amelia's strange expression, Patrick asked with concern, "Amy, did I hurt you somewhere?"
Amelia opened her eyes slightly and whispered, "It doesn't hurt..."
And then she thought that Amelia actually fascinated her son so much that he would even skip work! She was definitely a coquette!
Yet her son was willing to risk his life for the sake of the coquette and not wanting to have connections with his mother. When Eve thought of this, she wanted to kill Amelia so badly!
Patrick's face darkened when he saw Eve, but he did not shut the door immediately. Instead, he went forward and asked, "Why are you here?"
How could he talk to his mother in such a rude manner?
Eve said angrily, "Patrick, I'm your mom!"
Patrick answered lightly, "I know."
"Since you know, shouldn't you greet me first?" Eve stared at him eagerly.
But, Patrick ignored her and said, "Just say it. Are you here to make trouble for Amy?"
Eve choked for a moment and answered, "Yes, I'm here to make trouble for her!"
Patrick shot an angry glare at her and said, "I'm with her and no one is allowed to hurt her."
Eve was pissed, "But, could you protect her forever?"
"Yes!" Patrick replied without hesitation.
"Believe it or not, as soon as you leave, I'll immediately find men to throw her out of here!"
Eve did not mean to quarrel with her son. She just could not help but get angry when she heard his defense for Amelia.
Patrick looked at her coldly and said, "You are the one who should leave now."
Eve gritted her teeth and said, "That's really rude of you! Do you still see me as your mom?"
Patrick replied faintly, "Of course I do. Or else, you would be sent to the police station for interrogation rather than be able to still stand right here."
Eve was embarrassed and sad. She asked, "Patrick, it's been so many days. Why are you still so eager to go against me?"
Patrick glanced at her and said, "If you stop coming for Amy, I think we can live peacefully forever."
"Amy? Amy!" Such intimate name deeply hurt Eve in the nerves. She shouted without thinking, "You must be out of your mind!"
Patrick laughed mockingly, "Well. Just take it as if I'm insane. It's best if you can totally ignore me as your son."

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