Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 610

Patrick was no longer concerned about money but his focus was on Amelia's mouth.

After leaving Northville for so many days, it was the first day seeing her. The thought of pressing her under his body and tasted her with his mouth suddenly came to his mind.

However, when Patrick saw that there were so many men with bad intentions around her in the suite, his thoughts suddenly turned into anger!

She was his woman and he could not let other men dream about having her!

Therefore, he came to make trouble and deliberately ruined her cooperation. He wanted to offend all the men who were oggling her. It would be better if he never see them in Northville anymore! Then, there were only both of them left in the suite. He finally managed to calm down and looked at her carefully.

The first thing he noticed was she was getting thinner.

Then Patrick looked closely and wondered why Amelia missing part of her scalp?

After that...

Amelia who kept talking non stop caught a glimpse of Patrick in a trance out of the corner of her eye. It was obvious that he did not listen to her attentively. She was so angry that she stopped talking!

It turned out that Patrick really did not listen to her. His dark eyes were fixed on her face, and he did not even realized when she stopped talking.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Amelia could not bear with it any longer and shouted, "Patrick! What do you mean by staring at me and not giving any responses?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows slightly. He was not embarrassed to be caught red handed. "Go ahead. I'm listening."

Amelia gritted teeth, "I've finished talking!"

"Oh, I see." Patrick stretched out his arm and shook his legs as if he did not care. "I didn't hear it clearly. Would you like to repeat it again?"

Amelia was so angry that she threw the notebook, which was full of notes in front of him, "You have to compensate eight million eight hundred and sixty thousand dollars in total. You can check out the details yourself!"

Patrick picked up the notebook which had fallen on his thigh. He was not in a hurry to read it. Instead, he gave her a mocking smile and said, "Did you forget something because of your busy life?" Amelia gave him an angry stare. "What?"

Patrick tossed the little book on his hands and said easily, "You still owe me money and you haven't pay me."

Amelia was stunned.

"Let's settle it all together. I have bought a diamond ring, an anklet, and a car for you. Not to mention the money I spent on buying your mother's grave. I pay for all your living expense in Land of Prangrance. However, you never give any money in return and I don't mind at all. I still remember one thing clearly. Do you know what is it?" Patrick said and his deep charming eyes fell on Amelia.

After Patrick's nagging, Amelia felt very guilty and did not have the mood to guess what Patrick was referring to.

Patrick saw her dull face and continued to say, "It was that time when I bet the price of wine with Ryan" Amelia was dumbfounded.

Patrick's was too haggle over every penny, wasn't him? She did not even have any bargaining chip to fight back!

Patrick thought. "That loss did not cost 20 million but at least 10 million. Since we know each other so well, I'll just charge you 10 million dollars. 10 million minus eight million eight hundred and sixty thousand dollars, you still owe me one million one hundred and forty thousand dollars..."

"Wait!" Amelia said with regret, "At that time, I have been working hard to do a few part-time jobs and I have returned a lot of money to you. How is it possible that I still owe you money? You are talking nonsense!"

"It seems that you don't understand what I meant." Patrick poked her head and silently questioned Amelia's intelligence. "I just said that I will claim the loss of that time as ten million dollars. If you insist on bringing up the money you earned by working part-time, I will charge you twenty million dollar. Do you want it?"

Amelia's eyes widened and she said incoherently, "You... I..."

"Hmm?" Patrick looked like he was ready to change his mind at anytime.

"I don't want it!" Amelia who was filled with grief and indignation almost shouted loudly!

Patrick nodded and said, "Well, then we'll count it at ten million. Remember, you owe me money now..."

Amelia buried her head and tried hard to suppress her sad tears.

Patrick licked his lips and said, "And..." "There's more?" Amelia's watery eyes looked up and they were full of absurdity.

Patrick looked straight into her nervous eyes and said with a smile, "In order to save you, I was stabbed by a gangster and nearly broke my arm. How are you going to repay this favor?" Amelia was stunned.

Patrick was exactly the kind of person who would take advantage of others when they were in trouble.

Patrick threw the note book in his hand on the confused Amelia's head, he crossed his arms over his chest and said, "Do you think that you are on the same level with me just because you have become an acting chair? And you even want to negotiate with me? Humph..."

Patrick's smile was so loud that it made Amelia's heart tremble. "Even if your dad sits opposite me, he wouldn't dare to discuss the terms with me using such an arrogant attitude!"

Amelia was displeased and said, "My dad and I are different. You can mock me but you don't have to use my dad as comparison!"

"I know you love your dad." Patrick bent over suddenly and reached out his hand to pinch Amelia's cheeks. Under her troubled eyes, he moved close to her eyelashes and said, "However, I don't like your filial piety."

Amelia had a depressed look on her face. She was a woman. When she attended such social occasion, she would inevitably be taken advantage of. If she resisted, people would say that she was conservative.

"Do you think I want to do this? This is my job!"

Patrick's face fell. He cursed and said, "Your job is to drink and sing with men?"

Amelia blurted out, "You're talking as if you don't need to engage in social meetings!"

Patrick's eyes turned cold. "It's true that I need to socialize. However, I'm not going to dress up like a prostitute like you and let men take advantage of me. They're your partners not your customers!" As he spoke, he tightened his grip on her cheeks. Amelia was in so much pain that she let out a hissing sound and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Patrick, you ruined my business and now you put the blame on me!" Amelia could not bear it any longer and lifted her angry fists. She punched his arms in an attempt to get rid of his restraint. The more Amelia struggled, the more Patrick wanted to teach her a lesson!

She could talk and laugh in front of other men.

However, when she was alone with him, she became resistance instead. Amelia was really his 'competent' wife!