Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1663

When Amelia was carried down from a red reef by Patrick, she held onto his shoulder with one hand. She grabbed onto her dress with the other as she did not want the beautiful dress to get wet by the waves.

After she stood on the ground again, she put the dreamy dress down. She raised her head and asked, 'Alright, Mr. Hopper, what are we going to do next?"

Staring at her face that looked more beautiful, mysterious, and nobler than usual, Patrick gasped again.

After secretly exclaiming in his heart, he said in a low voice, "There's nothing left. The photography team will help us finish the rest regarding the details."

Amelia could not help but show a smile of relief. "That's great. In fact, I am so afraid of dirtying the wedding dress. I really love it."

As she spoke, she could not help but lower her head and stare at the light petals underneath the white veil, being obsessed. She muttered, "I wonder how this is done."

Patrick answered honestly, "You'll have to ask the designers who designed it. I've only given orders and didn't ask about its production process."

"Well, even if I'm told, I might not understand." Amelia nodded and said with a smile.

"Alright, let's go back." Since the day was getting hotter, Patrick said as he was afraid it would burn Amelia's tender skin.

"Okay."

Amelia was about to take his arm when he asked in the next second, "Do you need me to carry you?" "I don't think so." Amelia looked at the others around them and said with some embarrassment.

Patrick looked down and said, "Aren't you worried about dirtying your dress?"

"... Then I have to trouble you!" He always had a way to achieve what he wanted.

Patrick picked her up easily. He carried his princess back to the locker room under the envious gaze of others.

The two stylists immediately approached them when they saw Patrick appeared with Amelia in his arms, and wanted to help Amelia change her wedding dress.

But with his gaze, Patrick signaled them to stop and asked them to leave.

"To leave?" But the studio belonged to them!

The stylists were full of resentment. But facing Patrick's imposing manner, they had no choice but to leave as asked.

"Mr. Hopper." Amelia asked in confusion, "Why should you ask them to leave? They are professionals."

Patrick put her on the sofa and kept his bending posture, teasing her, "I'm also a professional in taking off clothes."

"... I don't think we are talking about the same thing."

Patrick looked around the strange surroundings and said, "Don't worry. I promise I won't mess around."

"That's not the point. I'm just worried that you'll be clumsy and destroy my wedding dress.” Recalling her clothes that he had torn before, Amelia could not help but appeared to be in distress.

"Anyway, I won't do that this time."

Patrick cradled her in his arms after he said that domineeringly. His sharp eyes fell onto behind her back. When he saw the zipper being the size of a grain of rice, he pinched it lightly with two fingers. Then, as if opening his beloved New Year's gift, he began to slowly pull it down with excitement and expectation.

Looking at her skin gradually exposed to his eyes, which was even whiter than the wedding dress on her, Patrick could not restrain his affection.

She seemed a little nervous, so she stretched her back and he could even see the shape of her spine.

She was too skinny.

So he became distressed again.

"Are you done?" Noticing Patrick still refuse to let her go when her back had been entirely exposed, Amelia could not help but ask.

Patrick reluctantly released his hand.

Amelia covered the cloth in front of her chest and said to him, "Help me get the clothes."

When Amelia saw that Patrick was staring at her, she could not help but reminded, "It's right behind you."

"OK." Patrick turned around, took down the green dress from the hanger and put it beside Amelia.

Amelia then took off the wedding dress agilely and put on the green dress.

Patrick had wanted to help, but found that the zipper of the dress was on its right. Amelia could easily reach it after extending her hand.

Amelia stood in front of the mirror and fixed her slightly messy hairstyle. Then she suddenly heard Patrick behind her asking, "Did she also see you

naked just now?"

Amelia looked up and happened to meet Patrick's strange eyes through the mirror. She was stunned and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"The stylist who went in to change the wedding dress with you."

When Amelia saw that he seemed to be minding about it, she could not help but twitch the corner of her mouth. "We are both women. What about you? When you changed your suit, weren't you also closely watched by another female stylist?"

Patrick shook his head as he heard this, and said, "No, I didn't. I asked her to give me space. I changed it myself."

Then, Amelia could not help but stop her actions. Had he whined as if asking for a hug from her?

Amelia took off the hair accessories and put them on the dressing table. Then she turned back and reached out her finger to ask Patrick over.

Patrick, like a dog that seeing a bone, immediately came while wagging its tail.

Amelia did not mind about it, but Patrick said, "No."

The team leader was stunned and asked, "Why, why?"

Patrick gave a false smile. "You are trying to use us for business purposes. But I'm not so kind as to become someone else's tool to make money."

The leader of the team, who was seen through, had to say, "In that case, then..."

Patrick interrupted, "Is there still a 20% discount?"

After the team leader was stunned, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Since he had said it in the first place. While they were one of the best filming teams in the country after all. So how could they break their words?

Suddenly, the phone in Patrick's trouser pocket rang. He took it out and saw a text message. So he said to Amelia, "Let's go. Wayne is here to pick us up."

"Okay." Amelia answered. Then she turned to the photography team and said, "Thank you for your

wishes."

The photography team's heart that had broken after being rejected immediately recovered after they heard this. They nodded and smiled at Amelia, waving goodbye.

Patrick snorted and walked towards the exit with Amelia. Holding her with one hand, he pushed the cart with two suitcases on it with the other.

After meeting with Wayne, Wayne suddenly passed a red square box backwards. Amelia, who was in the back seat, subconsciously reached out and took the box.

"Amelia, this is the wedding present Ms. Albert asked me to give you."

"I saw it." Amelia stared at the note on the box with her eyes full of joy.

[Best wishes to you, my best friend, and also the godmother of my daughter.]

From: Jessica.

Gently touching the ribbon wrapped around the box, Amelia asked eagerly, "I want to open it now, can I?"

Wayne replied, "Ms. Albert should not mind."

Amelia pulled the silk ribbon and opened the box cover. What came to her sight was two big fat dolls that often appeared in paintings. One male and one female were both dressed in red with their chubby faces full of happy smiles. Not only that, their short hands were holding together onto a love, which was really funny yet cute.

"Hahaha...! What the h*ll is this?!"

Amelia burst out laughing after a short daze. Even Patrick had a complicated look in his eyes. Perhaps he had never received such a "strange" gift in his life.