Ellison was lying in his mother's soft arms, which made him feel very comfortable. His round eyes gradually narrowed into a line, and his little face was red. He looked like a steamed bun, which made people want to take a bite.
Amelia kissed his soft cheek a few times, which made the little fellow giggle. He waved his little fists from time to time, indicating that he still wanted to play with his mother.
"All right, all right." Amelia gently held his little fist, kissed him on the lips, and said, "You should go to sleep."
The little fellow continued to lean into her arms with great enthusiasm.
Seeing this, Amelia touched his little nose and said helplessly, "You're not sleepy, but I'm sleepy. You don't know what time I got up this morning. I can barely open my eyes now."
She didn't know whether the little boy understood or not, but he soon stopped moving around.
"Cicily, you're such a good boy." The more obedient her son was, the softer Amelia's heart became. Before she closed her eyes, she did not forget to say in his ear, "Cicily, my precious baby, I will definitely protect you and not let you be hurt by bad people!"
When Patrick entered the room, he happened to see this scene. It was rare that he didn't dig his son out of his mother's arms and put him back into the baby bed.
Because he knew that his wife felt that she owed her son. From last night to this morning, she didn't accompany him well, so she slept with him in her arms.
In the afternoon, Amelia could only abandon his son and continue to practice in the back garden.
In the blink of an eye, the night had arrived.
Patrick had to attend the charity party.
Seeing that he went back to his room and changed into a formal suit, Amelia stopped practicing. She went straight over and said to him, "Mr. Hopper, let me go with you!"
Patrick frowned when he heard that. "Didn't we already agree that you stay at home obediently? Amy, it's not good to go back on your word."
Amelia gritted her teeth and said, "But I can shoot now. I don't think I will drag you down."
"You can shoot, but can you guarantee that you can hit the target?"
"Don't underestimate me. My best score this afternoon was the 9th ring! I almost hit the 10th Ring!"
Patrick couldn't help laughing, but then he became serious and said, "Don't blame me for pouring cold water on you. If there is chaos at that time, you won't even have time to be nervous. Can you tell where to shoot? Besides, the human target is dead, but the human is alive. If you can shoot, can't others avoid it?"
"But... I don't want you to take the risk alone while all I can do is only be worried at home!"
As he spoke, Amelia's eyes turned red.
As soon as Patrick saw that, he quickly held her in his arms. "All right, all right, why are you crying? It's not like I won't come back after I left."
It was fine if he didn't say it, but when he said it, Amelia really burst into tears. "Who knows... if you will get hurt again this time?"
"You don't have confidence in me, do you?" Patrick heard her trembling voice and lowered his head to look at her face, only to find that she was crying very pitifully. He couldn't help but come over and wipe away her tears with his lips.
"No, don't do this..."
"Why not? It's very sweet."
"Screw you!" Amelia was ashamed and angry. How could he still be in the mood to tease her?
Patrick chuckled and said, “I really have to go out now. I'll coax you when I come back later."
Richard took this opportunity and quickly snatched the gun from her hand.
Amelia only felt a pain in her palm. By the time she reacted, the gun had fallen into Richard's hand.
While playing with the gun, Richard said, "Mrs. Hopper, look. Once I'm on guard, it'll be very difficult for you to hurt me. On the contrary, you'll hurt yourself."
With this, he turned the gun around and pointed it at himself. Then, he handed the gun back to Amelia.
After taking it, Amelia returned to her position in silence, pulled the safety pin, and madly shot at the human-shaped target.
She was still too weak!
Otherwise, the gun wouldn't have been taken away by Richard!
Therefore, she had to practice harder!
*
At eight o'clock in the evening.
Everyone knew that Patrick was attending the charity party in a high-profile manner.
When he appeared at this time, he immediately attracted countless people's attention. He was like a luminous body. Wherever he went, he was the focus.
Normally, he would not pay attention to who was looking at him. But tonight, although he looked casual, he was highly concentrated. His smiling eyes swept across the whole place in order to remember everyone's appearance.

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