Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 2053

When they passed by the living room, they saw George and his wife sitting on the sofa. They didn't watch TV and just sat there, as if they were waiting for them to come back.

Seeing this, Amelia asked, "Dad, Alice, it's so late. Why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

Alice said, "We aren't sleepy yet."

George waved at them. "Come, sit with Dad for a while."

Amelia and Patrick walked over and sat down beside them.

George asked, "How does it feel to hold a gun for the first time? Are you afraid?"

Amelia said honestly, "I feel fine. I'm not afraid. Maybe it's because Mr. Hopper taught me personally."

"That's good." George gently patted the back of her hand and said with distress, "I'm afraid you're too tired. If you're afraid, don't practice anymore."

Amelia shook her head and said, "It's okay, Dad. I'm not afraid and don't feel tired. In fact, it's a good thing. Once I learn how to use a gun, I can protect you and Cicily. It's great! Don't worry about me."

Although she said that, George and his wife didn't want her to protect them at all. They just wanted her to protect herself!

Seeing that they wanted to say something but stopped on second thought, Amelia could basically guess what they were thinking. But she had her own persistence and would not change it easily.

"By the way, Dad, I shot the seventh ring when I first shot today! Am I great?"

Hearing this, George's face became a little brighter. "I didn't practice shooting, but I know that it's really amazing to achieve such a result with your first shot."

Alice said, "When you were practicing in the back garden, I went there with your father, but we didn't disturb you. At that time, you shot the eighth ring, right?"

"Yes!" Amelia said with certainty, "Yes, the eighth ring! Mr. Hopper said that the strength of my arms is not enough, so I have to practice hard. When my hands stop shaking, I will hit the tenth ring. Is that right, Mr. Hopper?"

Amelia said this because she wanted to make George and his wife rest assured. Although it was a little exaggerated, Patrick chimed in, "Yes, Dad. Amy is unexpectedly talented in this aspect. As long as she is willing to practice hard, she will have more means to protect herself."

"All right, all right. I understand what you mean. However, after we get rid of Sawyer, I won't allow Amelia to touch the gun again!”

George was a kind father, and he didn't want his precious daughter to touch the gun at all. What if she hurt herself?

Patrick agreed. "That's only natural. It's the last resort for her to learn how to use a gun. If possible, I hope she will never touch such a dangerous thing in her life."

His words touched George’s heart. He couldn't help but say in a gentle tone, "It's good that you think so. Well, it's getting late. Let's all go back to our rooms to rest. By the way, Alice, have you got someone to send Amelia the medicine to relieve her nerves and make her feel better?"

Alice replied, "Yes, it's right at the door of Amelia’s room. Without the order of Patrick and Amelia, they wouldn't dare to enter their room at will."

George responded with a satisfied "hmm" and returned to his room with Alice.

Looking at their backs, Amelia suddenly felt that her nose was sore.

Patrick looked at her side profile and said, "Dad and Alice have always been concerned about you."

Amelia was also a little surprised and blinked her eyes. Then she showed a satisfied smile to the human-shaped target that slid over. It was not in vain that she even dreamed that she was practicing with a gun when she was asleep.

Time passed by slowly. Every hour Amelia practiced, she was asked to stop and rest for ten minutes by Patrick.

At lunchtime, George and his wife asked about her progress in learning. When they learned that she was practicing so hard, they felt so distressed that they picked up a lot of food for her. George even looked at Patrick with blaming eyes a few times.

Patrick accepted silently and did not explain anything for himself.

Amelia couldn't help but change to another topic for him. "Dad, Alice, the medicine you asked the servant to send to my door last night was very effective. When I got up this morning, my hands were not sore at all."

Hearing this, George looked over. "That medicine was often applied to my legs when I was practicing walking. At that time, I thought the effect was very good, so I bought more and put them at home so that they can be used when needed."

Amelia immediately said, "Fortunately, you've prepared them in advance. Otherwise, how could I have the strength to train for such a long time today? I would have given up a long time ago!"

Being praised by her, George felt comfortable both physically and mentally, so he couldn't be bothered to blame Patrick anymore.

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After lunch, Amelia went back to her room to feed Ellison milk, change his diaper, and played with him for a while.

Seeing that it was napping time, he was still holding on to her clothes with his little hands, she simply carried him to her big bed. The mother and son snuggled up to each other and fell asleep.