Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 503

Amelia was so agitated that she was gnashing her teeth together. Finally, she retreated to the position opposite him, in case she accidentally touched any sensitive parts of him and became the unlucky one.

Half an hour... An hour... An hour and a half...

Amelia felt that she was swelling up from submerging in the water for so long. But Patrick still had no intention to leave. Instead, he closed his eyes as if he was going to have a nap. She could not stand it anymore and cried out, "Are you done washing yet?"

Patrick slightly opened his eyes and peered at her. He was not sleepy at all. Actually, he looked energetic. "Can't you see that I'm waiting for you?"

Amelia asked puzzledly, "What are you waiting for me for?"

Patrick splayed five fingers by his cheek and said, "I'm waiting for you to finish washing up so that I can carry you to sleep on the bed."

Amelia's face flushed red, and she said, "Shameless!"

Patrick asked in double meaning, "When it comes to you, is there anything for me to hold back for?"

Amelia could not help throwing the towel in her hand at the audacious man, but this also uncovered her white and glistening body before him.

Patrick had been repressing himself in the first place. Now that he was faced with this scenery, he immediately leaned over and tried to capture her in his arms. "You, you...you don't come near me!" Like a frightened prey, Amelia shrank back.

"I'm coming near. What can you do?" Patrick was delighted to tease his wife.

Amelia was also pushed to the point of desperation. She pulled the showerhead from above her head, set it to the maximum pressure, and sprayed it in his face! The water hit Patrick's eyes by surprise. He covered his eyes with one hand and lowered his head, his mouth hissing from trying to catch his breath.

Seeing that he was suffering, Amelia quickly threw away the showerhead and swam towards him in panic. "Are you okay?"

The next second, Patrick raised his deep eyes and revealed his evil smile at her.

Amelia immediately realized that she was dumb to fall into his trap. She wanted to backtrack, but it was clearly too late.

Patrick stretched out his arms and fastened them around her waist. He looked at her happily and asked, "Are you so worried about me?"

"" Amelia was scared to death just now, fearing

that something went wrong with his eyes. She never thought that he was lying to her!

Seeing tears welling up in her eyes, Patrick softened and said, "Don't cry. It's just a prank."

"Patrick, this is not funny at all!" She still had a lingering sense of fear!

Patrick's way of comforting people had always been odd. He said, "Was it not funny? Shouldn't you be glad that you didn't actually blind me?"

Amelia replied angrily, "It'll better if you're blind! So, you can't keep an eye on me all the time! I'll be happy!"

Knowing that she was angry that he pranked her using his safety, Patrick's eyes became tender. "You're so stubborn. You were so worried that you almost cried."

Amelia held her breath and did not want to argue with him about this issue, so as not to send him to cloud nine. "Are we taking a bath or not? What time is it already?" Patrick flashed a cunning smile at her and said, "Yes, and we should wash from inside out too."

At this, Amelia knew that she was getting herself into trouble. As it turned out, she was right.

The next day, early in the morning.

Amelia yawned and went downstairs. She was about to enter the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but she was stunned when she passed by the dining room.

At first, she thought that she was not fully awake yet and was still unconscious. So she quickly rubbed her eyes.

After making sure she was not hallucinating, she hurried over and asked the young man, whose body was as stiff as a sculpture, "Huxton, have you been kneeling here all night?" Huxton did not even raise his head and replied in agreement, "Yes."

"Huh?" Amelia expressed. "Why did you have to do this? Get up quickly."

Huxton said, "Mr. Hopper didn't ask me to get up."

Amelia ruefully said, "But he didn't ask you to kneel for a whole night either."

Huxton responded, "He was very angry last night. The only way for me to calm him down was to punish myself."

""Huxton had certainly proved himself to be a

very faithful servant to his master.

Amelia was distressed and said, "It was me who got you into trouble last night because I lost my balance. I'm sorry."

"" Huxton shook his head, indicating that it was

not her fault.

His silence only made Amelia feel even more guilty. "Why don't I go plead with him?"

Huxton opened his mouth. But before he could say anything, the ruthless voice of Patrick echoed from behind Amelia impassively. "If you want me to punish him even more severely, feel free to plead for mercy from me."

Amelia was chilled by his words.

Huxton had just raised his head and lowered it in an instant. "Mr. Hopper, I went overboard last night. No matter what kind of punishment you give me, I'm willing to accept it!"

Patrick looked at Amelia and asked unexpectedly, "What do you think?"

Amelia's lips curled up in derision. "Does it matter what I think?"

According to what Patrick said, if she pleaded for Huxton, he would face even harsher punishment. She would not be fooled by him!

Patrick smiled and said, "Since you're not offering me any suggestions, I'll let him take one of his arms

off to serve as a reminder."

In the shocked eyes of Amelia, Huxton replied to Patrick with no waver in his voice, "Yes! I accept the punishment!"

After that, Huxton's brows furrowed slightly as he propped himself up from the ground. He hobbled into the kitchen and found a boning knife. To everyone's surprise, he looked as if he was taking it seriously. "Wait!" Amelia could not watch Huxton's blood splatter right there in front of her. She stepped forward, held down on Huxton's hand holding the knife, and looked directly into his eyes. She said, "Watch carefully, I'm the one who touched you! According to your master's rules, should I cut off one of my hands too?"

"" Huxton was at loss for words.

Patrick demanded furiously, "Amelia, come back here!"

Amelia looked back at him and said, "Promise me that you'll take back your order first!"

Patrick's eyes frosted at once. At first, he just wanted to test Huxton's loyalty, not really wanting to ruin one of his hands. But the sight of Amelia protecting Huxton made a bloodthirsty impulse rise in his heart, can waive his punishment, as long as you can take the heat for him, are you willing to do

it?"

Amelia frowned. Was Patrick actually going to cut off her hand? No, she did not believe he was such a cruel person!

"I'm willing to do it!" She insisted and gambled with him.

Seeing her throwing herself out there for Huxton, Patrick was infuriated to the point of laughter, "Well, take off your clothes now and come in front of me to redeem yourself!"

Startled for a while, the corners of Amelia's lips lifted suddenly. "Oh? Is this the punishment you wanted to give Huxton? Well, then..."

She turned around and patted Huxton on the shoulder, encouraging him, "Hurry up and take off your clothes. Go and please your master."