Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1916

At this time, half of Patrick's attention was on the chess game, and the other half was on George.

Even so, he was still at an advantage.

It showed that George was either not as good as him in chess, or was even more absentminded than he was.

As it turned out, George's current state was just like the second possibility that Patrick had thought of - he was even more absentminded than he was.

George held a chess piece between his fingers, but it stopped in the air above the chess board.

Seeing this, Patrick reminded, "Dad, it's your turn."

"... Oh, it's my turn?" George could not help but put the chess piece down, but he was surrounded by Patrick's chess pieces.

Patrick gave up this opportunity to attack without being noticed and continued to play the chess piece unhurriedly.

"Patrick." George stared at the chessboard and suddenly asked, "Are you letting me win?"

"No," Patrick said calmly.

"Why have we been here for more than half a day? I haven't lost yet."

It was okay that George didn't look carefully just now. Now after looking carefully, he couldn't help but find that his method was wrong. Patrick could easily win him.

Patrick said calmly, "That means your skill is superb, dad."

George smiled bitterly. "Don't comfort me anymore. This move of mine is more than enough for you to win me three rounds."

"Dad, if you are tired, we can take a break." Patrick suggested.

George sighed. "I'm indeed tired, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to sleep."

As soon as he closed her eyes, Brittany's face when she hung herself dead in her room, would appear on his mind, causing George to be unable to forget about that.

Patrick pondered for a moment and said, "Dad, I need to go to the bathroom."

"All right."

After Patrick walked into the bathroom, he immediately called Richard and asked him to send him the sleeping pills that he had given Seth before.

Richard replied, 'TH be right there!"

Patrick then returned to George's side. The two of them continued to play chess absentmindedly.

Half an hour later, Patrick heard the doorbell ringing. He paused the game and went to open the door himself.

Outside the door stood Richard and a servant who was leading the way for him.

Patrick sent the servant away and asked, "Where's the thing?"

Richard fished out a bottle of sleeping pills from his pocket and asked, "Patrick, is Brittany really dead?"

Patrick took the sleeping pills and said, "Hmm."

After listening to his response, Richard tsked and said, "I didn't expect her to be so loyal!"

Patrick asked with a faint smile, "Now that the mission is over, are you happy?"

Richard grinned and said, "Of course I'm happy! I'm just about to fire my firecrackers to celebrate."

Patrick was also straightforward and said directly, "Well, I'll give you some time off, and you can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Richard immediately said happily, "Thank you, Patrick!"

When Patrick returned to the living room, he saw George staring at the chess game, lost in thought. So he went to the kitchen.

On the surface, he made a cup of black tea for George, but in fact, he put the sleeping pill into it. In just a few seconds, the white pill was completely melted.

Patrick had always disdained to do this at the back. But considering that George's body could not withstand the torment, he had to help him to sleep quickly.

As for this sleeping pill, Richard told him that it was specially made without any side effects, so he asked Richard to send it.

After he pretended that nothing had happened and served the black tea to George, Patrick said, "Dad, I made you a cup of black tea so that you can moisten your throat.”

"Thank you." George accepted and drank without any suspicion. Because it was still very hot, he only took a sip and put it down.

But it didn't matter, Patrick had plenty of patience.

The old man and the young man continued playing chess.

Soon after, George, who had drunk more than half a cup of black tea, began to feel sleepy.

Seeing this, Patrick's thin lips curled upwards slightly.

After a while, the chess piece between George's fingers suddenly slipped down.

Patrick knew that this was George's limit and said, "Dad, it's time for you to rest."

Hearing Patrick's words, George mumbled a "hmm". He got up and walked toward his room.

Patrick immediately motioned for the servant next to him to help him back to his room.

*

Upon hearing the knock, Amelia temporarily withdrew her gaze from Alice and stood up to open the door.

When the door opened, she saw two servants holding George's arms on both sides. George was leaning his head against the shoulder of one of the servants, looking like he was about to lose consciousness.

Seeing this, Amelia's voice tightened. "What happened to my father?!"

For the past half month, he and Amy had been like this. She was responsible for guarding at noon and he was responsible for guarding at night.

As for why he did not give this task to the servants, he was afraid that they would fail at the critical moment.

Tonight, George suddenly said, "Patrick, go back to Amelia's room and sleep. Alice and I won't do something stupid."

Hearing this, Patrick said calmly, "Dad, Amy is getting closer and closer to the delivery date. I am afraid that if I sleep with her, I will hurt her and Ellison uncontrollably. Let me stay with you for a few more days."

George was clear that Patrick was just looking for an excuse. "It is exactly because Amelia is going to give birth that you have to be close to her to protect her. Well, Alice and I are still waiting for a grandson. We're not in a hurry to die. In this case, you should be at ease, right?"

Alice also said softly, "Patrick, your father is right. I haven't even made nice clothes for Cicily. I won't do something stupid."

Patrick lifted the quilt and lay down on the sofa. "Good night, Dad and Alice.”

George turned to Alice and said, "I finally understand how this kid pursued Amelia back."

Alice couldn't help but chuckle. No one could resist Patrick's determination.

*

The next morning.

When Patrick woke up from the sofa, he looked at the two old people on the bed immediately.

After making sure that nothing happened to them, he felt relieved and walked out of the room. He grabbed a servant passing by and threw her into the room. Then he turned into Amelia's room.

After arriving at the bed, Patrick stooped down, bit the ears of the beauty who was sleeping on the bed, and kissed her little mouth. Amelia slowly opened her eyes after being teased by him...

Patrick smiled. "Good morning, Amy."

"Good morning." Amelia asked subconsciously, "Is there anything wrong with dad and Alice?"

"They're fine." Patrick sat down and said, "Dad asked me to sleep with you last night. He said they won't do stupid things since they haven't got to see their grandson."

Hearing that, Amelia muttered, "Although he said so, who knows if they are lying to us. We'd better not let our guard down."

Patrick nodded. "That's what I thought too, so I pretended I didn't hear and stayed with them."

Amelia could not help but hold his face and said, "Mr. Hopper, thank you."

Patrick stared at her. "So, what's the reward?"

Amelia immediately took action and kissed him on the cheek twice.

"Uh huh." Patrick's voice was slightly hoarse. "Not enough."

Amelia could only kiss his thin lips. As a result, before she could do anything, she was bullied by a strong man...

After all, they had been living in the Ramsay's recently, and there were servants walking around. In addition, Brittany had just died. Therefore, Amelia cared about the feelings of George and his wife and kept her mind clear and desires clean. This made Patrick suffer a lot.