Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1881

"They used women to explore your weakness?" Amelia snorted. "Men really can't leave women behind no matter what you do."

"But I didn't touch them." Patrick answered honestly, "I didn't feel anything about them at all. I was excited when I drove back to Land of Fragrance and thought I would see you soon."

Hearing his words, Amelia couldn't help but recall what he had just done. Yes, he was indeed very excited.

Patrick was an opportunist. Seeing that her attitude was slightly softened, he immediately asked with a smile, "Amy, I have protected my body well for you. Shouldn't you reward me?"

Amelia poked his chest with her hand and warned him in a threatening way. "Isn't it what you're supposed to do? Don't forget that you have a wife and a child. If you can't hold back, let's see what will happen."

"Amy, it's no fun to say that. Not all men who had gotten married could stay loyal. I'm the best, am I not? Since I'm excellent, I have to ask you for a reward. You won't refuse, will you? In this way, the next time I face temptation, I'll have the motivation to say no."

Amelia finally understood what he meant. His words implied that he was begging for something more.

"Was it not a reward that I helped you to settle your need just now? What else do you want me to do?" Amelia looked at him with complaints.

Patrick smacked his lips, thought for a moment, and said, "You just fulfilled your obligation as a wife. It's not a big deal. What happens later will be considered a reward. Hey... Amy, why did you push me? I haven't finished yet!"

Amelia said expressionlessly, "Stay away from me. I want to go down."

"No, give me a reward first!" Patrick pressed his arms on both sides of her body to trap her on the sink.

Amelia glared at him. "What reward do you want?"

Patrick's eyes lit up. "I want you to praise me. You can say anything."

Praise... him?

The corners of Amelia's mouth twitched. "Praise you in which aspect?"

"Amy! I've already made myself so clear, but you still don't know which aspect to praise me?"

Patrick looked at her with bitter hatred. "Of course, you have to praise my loyalty. You know, I was caught between two coquettish batches at that time..."

At this point, he turned a corner at the right time. "Of course, I clearly refused them. You don't have to worry about me being taken advantage of."

Seeing his expression of "I swear not to give up if you don't praise me", Amelia sighed in her heart and then reached out to touch his wet hair, saying as sincerely as possible, "Mr. Hopper, you're great tonight."

"To be able to survive under the attack of two beautiful women, you're impressive. I hope Mr. Hopper will continue to act like this so that I will love you more."

Then, she saw that Patrick smiled very happily. He even lowered his head to make it easier for her to touch him. "I will."

Amelia couldn't stand the way he pretended to be obedient, because this possibility was really very low.

She couldn't help but touch him a few times before withdrawing her hand. Under Patrick's hint, "you can continue touching", she coughed lightly and said, "Put me down, it's already very late. It's time for Sicily to rest."

Hearing this, Patrick couldn't help but look at her bulging belly. "Okay, give me your hand. I'll carry you down."

"Mm." Amelia played along and hooked her arms around his neck.

The next second, Patrick held her waist with one hand and her butt with the other. He carried her like a child and put her on the big bed.

Amelia was really sleepy. Almost as soon as she touched the pillow, her eyelids began to fall.

Patrick tenderly kissed her and said, "Go to sleep first. I'll come to keep you company after drying my hair."

"All right."

Ten minutes later, when Patrick came out of the bathroom again, he saw that she had fallen asleep.

He looked back at the clock and found that it was almost 12 o'clock. He thought, "No wonder."

Tonight, it must be hard for Amy. She had to wait for him to come home and settle his need.

However, by just looking at her shy eyes, red cheeks, and tightly pursed lips, he couldn't control himself.

Next time, he would finish it as soon as possible.

However, his "as soon as possible" and Amelia's "as soon as possible" were totally different. Therefore, no matter how fast he settled it, it was still a long time for Amelia.

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The closer they got to each other, the more Daniel could clearly see the madness running through her eyes. "These things must have been told to you by Daniel in school, right?

Yes, you are his classmate. It's not a big deal for him to tell you these things... But if you dare to laugh at him with these things, I will never let you go!"

After she finished speaking, Jemima let go of Daniel's collar and turned around to climb onto the bed. She pulled the quilt over her head as if she didn't need to hear the voice of the person pretending to be her eldest son.

Seeing this, Daniel's body swayed weakly, and he could hardly stand still.

"Brother!" Ned, who had been watching him worriedly, immediately held him.

Seeing the despair on Daniel's face, Ned hurriedly comforted him, "Brother, don't be sad. Mom loves you. It's just that she has a bad memory now. Give her a little more time, she will definitely remember you!"

"It's too late, it's too late, Ned..." Daniel left behind these words before walking out of the ward with a light-footed gait.

Ned was worried and wanted to follow him, but he was stopped by the policeman beside him. "You won't be able to persuade him. Give him some alone time."

Ned, who was stopped, was not angry. Instead, he asked politely, "Mister, I always feel that my brother became a little strange after he came back this time. Do you know why?"

After a moment of silence, the policeman shook his head and said, "Sorry, I don't know."

"It doesn't matter..."

Although he said so, Ned was still very disappointed. He thought that since this person in front of him was his brother's "good friend", then he should know something about his brother. It seemed that he thought too much.

Ned was young and could not hide his thoughts. In addition, the policeman standing opposite him saw through his mind at a glance.

However, if he told Ned about the truth, he would probably be crushed as well.

He was a good man. Even though Daniel wasn't a good person, at least he was a good son and a good brother. Thus, unless Daniel chose to confess to his mother and brother, they would not say anything.

"Mister," Ned said solemnly at this time, "You and my brother are good friends. I don't know if I can ask you a favor?"

The policeman did not express any opinion. "Go ahead."

"When you return to Northville, if you find something wrong with my brother, can you call me to tell me? His condition really doesn't look right, and he is so thin. I'm afraid that something will happen to him. By the way, this is my mobile phone number, 1350..."