Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1983

However, Patrick was actually checking—

"How to attract the attention of children, how to make children not afraid of you, and how to increase my affinity."

He was also very sad.

Ellison took the opportunity to throw himself into Amelia's embrace again. His two tiny hands grabbed onto both sides of her clothes. His head even moved forward to occupy the softest spot.

Amelia was attracted by his little actions. He relied on her so much, but it was unfair to his father.

Not knowing how long it took, Patrick suddenly turned off his phone with an annoyed look.

"What's wrong?" Amelia asked in a low voice.

"Nothing." Patrick said vaguely, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After he closed the bathroom door, Amelia couldn't help reaching out to grab his mobile phone. She slipped the screen to have a look and burst into laughter immediately.

He posted such a post on a well- known forum: Every time I carried my son, my son would cry. What should I do?

As a result, she checked the forum and found out what the active users had replied to-

Netizen A: Did your son see you beat your wife???

Netizen B: Dude, I know that you are sad, but you'd better save some money for plastic surgery.

Netizen C: What do you think? Since ancient times, only the daughter is the father's sweetheart. Son? Gee, he is the rival in love in your previous life!

Amelia read the replies and laughed. After a while, she saw a serious one.

Netizen J: Maybe it's because your way of holding a child is not right, or there's something on you that makes the child feel uncomfortable. It may be your watch, or your belt, or even your hair, beard, hair on your chest, or hair on your hand. Please do a good job to remove it. It's impossible for a child to hate you for no reason.

Netizen K: Unless you're possessed!

Netizen L: Possessed +1

Netizen M: Possessed +2

Netizen N: I know a feng shui master. Do you want me to give you his cell phone number? PM

They began to talk nonsense again.

Amelia put the phone back.

Patrick came out of the bathroom and lay back next to them.

"Amy."

"Hmm?" Amelia said.

Patrick asked, "Can you put our son to your left?"

Amelia was astonished. "You don't want to cultivate a relationship with Cicily anymore?" Patrick rubbed both sides of his nose. "No hurry."

Seeing that he was a little irritated, Amelia put Ellison on her left. Then in the next second, she was held by Patrick from behind.

After a moment of surprise, she asked, "Mr. Hopper?"

Patrick put his thin lips against her ear and said, "Then we won't be afraid of pressing him."

It turned out that this was what he was thinking.

Amelia let him do what he wanted, as long as he didn't wake Cicily up.

The next second, he said, "Amy, our son always likes to go against me."

Amelia patted the back of his hand and comforted him. "Don't be aggrieved. He not only goes against you, but even grandpa can't do anything to him, can he?"

"But I'm his father. I'm different from others." It was rare for Patrick to feel frustrated.

Amelia wrapped the quilt around Ellison, making sure that he would not roll off the bed. Then she turned around and faced Patrick.

"Mr. Hopper, you're so powerful. I believe that you will have ways to deal with a newborn child, right?”

Looking into her smiling and encouraging eyes, Patrick nodded subconsciously.

Amelia smiled and said, "That's enough. We still have so much time. One day, Cicily will stick to you."

Patrick thought for a while but still pretended to be calm. "He'd better not. The boy needs to be independent."

Amelia raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you want him to follow you and call you dad?"

Patrick softened his heart and said, "Of course I want that."

"Then don't always say things that are different from your heart," Amelia said, putting her hand on his waist. Like Ellison who had just buried himself in her embrace, she buried herself in his chest. "Well, now it's our family's nap time. Go to sleep."

Patrick kissed her on the top of her head and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, less than half an hour later, the child's cry woke him up.

Amelia woke up earlier than him. She was already coaxing him, "Oh, oh, Cicily, don't cry. Did you pee?"

She was about to carry him off the bed.

"Let me do it." Patrick volunteered to take Ellison from her hand.

As soon as Ellison was carried by him, he cried even harder.

"Mr. Hopper?" Amelia looked at him worriedly.

"He's already crying anyway. It doesn't matter if he cries even louder, right?"

After Patrick finished speaking, he turned over and got out of bed with Ellison in his arms, his two long straight legs stepping towards the bathroom.

Amelia followed him with anxiety.

Amelia was afraid that they would make a bigger noise together. She could not help but whisper, "It will wake Sicily up."

"Then let's go to the next room."

Through the gap of the door that had not been completely closed, Amelia looked in the direction of the big bed. “I think one of us should be here to look after Sicily."

Patrick said, "It's such a big bed. How can he roll down? Besides, didn't you make him a barrier?"

"I'm afraid he'll cry."

Patrick pinched her chin and asked playfully, "Which one is more important, me or him?"

Amelia gave a soft and inaudible sigh. "... Him."

"What did you say?" Patrick's tone immediately became dangerous.

Amelia put her hands around his neck and coaxed him. "Well, don't be angry. When my body is recovered, I will make it up to you."

Patrick snorted before giving up.

*

After the nap.

When Amelia appeared in the living room with Ellison in her arms, she realized that the Hopper family had already returned.

After seeing her, George patted the sofa beside him and said in a friendly tone, "Amelia, come and sit."

"Okay." Amelia sat down and asked, "What's up, dad?"

After giving a light cough, George asked, "At noon, I asked the servant to put all the baby supplies sent by Ryan in the storeroom. You... won't blame me, will you?"

He could have played dumb, but he didn't want his daughter to have a grudge against him, so he decided to figure it out.

Amelia shook her head and said in a joking tone, "No, you were actually jealous at that time, weren't you?"

George blushed upon being questioned. "Indeed."

In his opinion, Ryan was an old b*stard who took the opportunity to steal his daughter!

After all, he had raised Amelia with great care and had already regarded her as his own child. And he had acquiesced that her biological father would never find her.

As a result, it was found out that she was Ryan s illegitimate daughter, which made him suddenly have a sense of crisis.

He did not want to lose Amelia!

Therefore, he selfishly swept all the things sent by Ryan into the corner, but he was worried that what he did would make Amelia unhappy, so he chose to talk to her.

"I don't know why Ryan abandoned you... but I think he shouldn't have hurt you no matter what reason he had. I don't like him. Yes, that's it."

George felt much more relaxed after he said it.