Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 611

"B*stard! Let go of me!" Yanking and clawing at his strong arm, Amelia stood up and ran to the door.

Unexpectedly, Patrick suddenly stretched out his long leg and had made her trip!

"Ah!" Amelia lost her balance and fell forward, but Patrick caught her by her waist in time and swooped her into his arms.

He lowered his head and looked into her eyes, which was in shock from what had just happened. A trace of satisfaction flashed across his face, and he easily captured her red lips in his. As if he wanted to reclaim what he had lost for the past ten days, the kiss gradually deepened and became harsher!

"No!" shouted somewhere from the depths of Amelia's heart.

His kiss was making her sick!

All because she was not sure whether the same lips had kissed Sissi!

However, Patrick had never accepted rejection. Even if what he wanted was not his, he would still take it by any means, not to mention that Amelia was rightfully his, to begin with!

"Don't move..."

He mumbled her a warning, then Patrick turned her to the other side and pressed her onto the sofa underneath him.

One of his hands rested on her head to stop her from bumping into the arm of the sofa while the other encircled her waist.

He had first thought that the ten days away from Northville would pass by before he knew it, but when he touched Amelia's body, he could not help but feel that the last ten days felt like an eternity.

To tell the truth, Patrick was furious and even ashamed of himself for being so eager and useless.

Why did it have to be her? Patrick got increasingly annoyed at himself as he unzipped Amelia's dress rough and speedily.

Watching Amelia's fair skin being exposed to him more and more, the beast in Patrick's chest leapt alive.

"Stop being like this!" Amelia wrapped her arms around her shoulders and barely covered her chest. She pleaded, "Stop bullying me again!"

Stopping what he was doing, Patrick raised his handsome face, colored with madness. "You call our pleasure as bullying, but find the intimacy with other men normal? Amelia, are you out of your mind?" Amelia murmured in response, "I don't like doing this kind of thing here, where everyone had lied down before..."

Patrick growled, "Why are you so troublesome?"

Amelia frowned and said, "Aren't you having mysophobia? How can you stand it when even I can't?"

Patrick felt as if he was stricken with lightning. She was right, didn't he have mysophobia?

And yet, he wanted nothing more than to punish Amelia in this filthy and chaotic place!

What was wrong with him? Couldn't he just endure a little longer?

Amelia pushed him away with great effort in the seconds when Patrick was lost in his thoughts, then quickly pulled the zipper back up with her back to Patrick.

"You..." Just as Patrick was about to say something to redeem himself, he caught a glimpse of a red mark on Amelia's back from the corner of his eyes. He noticed it even though she had changed swiftly into her dress!

"What happened to your back?"

Amelia, who had her back to Patrick, was confused at first, then became frustrated. How could she forget about this?

Turning back, she replied airily, "I accidentally hit into something."

Patrick did not buy it. "Hit into something? If that's the case, then your entire back should be red, right?"

Amelia ignored his question. "Pack up, and let's go home. I still have to go to work tomorrow morning."

Her head ached at the mention of work. How should she answer Jonathan when he asked her about the collaboration tomorrow?

At the thought of this, she could not help but shot a glare at Patrick. He caught her red-handed.

Watching his eyes as they narrowed dangerously, she pretended as if she had done nothing and looked elsewhere, so as not to give him any more excuses to punish her!

On the way back to Land of Fragrance, Amelia asked seemingly inadvertently, "Didn't you lose your phone? Why is the SIM card still with you?"

Patrick, who was driving, answered with his eyes on the road, "Don't you know that SIM cards can be reregistered?"

Amelia replied, "Yes, SIM cards can be replaced, but it will be very difficult to find another model of that phone."

Patrick's fingers clenched on the steering wheel. He uttered with some sorrow, "I regret that I've lost it." "How did you lost it?" Amelia looked at him and asked. Patrick recounted his memories. He realized that his phone was missing when he intended to call for help right after Sissi and he had fallen into the hole.

But obviously, he would not tell Amelia the truth, so he simply replied, "I forgot."

At that, Amelia let out a soft sigh. "You really don't seem to care much about our couple phone."

After a pause, she took out her spotless pink mobile phone from her bag. While stroking it, she whined, "Ah, Pinky, your Inky had died a gruesome death. You didn't even get to see him for the last time! Both of you, such a pair of modern Romeo and Juliet..."

Patrick almost lost control of the accelerator and brake. He slowed the speed down and asked in a strange tone, "Who's Pinky?"

"Oh, it's this!" Amelia waved her mobile phone at him.

"Then what the hell is Inky?" Patrick scowled.

"Mr. Hopper, your memory is bad, but your brain is awful. Wasn't the phone you lost black in colour?"

Amelia threw a sympathetic stare at him as if she was looking at a fool.

A vein bulged on Patrick's forehead when he saw her expression. "They're just some crappy phones, so why are you talking to me about some 'Pinky' and 'Inky'?" Amelia raised a finger and shook it. "To me, they are objects full of life. Who knows, maybe Inky will appear in my dreams two days later and tell me how it passed away."

Patrick found her odd and said, "Amelia, don't play tricks on me, or I'll drive to the psychiatric hospital right away!"

Amelia clapped her hands and said with a beam, "A psychiatric hospital, great! No one is more suitable to live there than Mr. Hopper, who just loves to act dumb and play pretend!"

Perhaps it was because of guilt, but Patrick fell silent after hearing 'act dumb and play pretend'.

Catching the shift in his face, Amelia's eyes turned cold. She was right to think that he was hiding something from her after all.

The two of them, both with loads on their minds, returned to Land of Fragrance without saying another word. Amelia got off the car first, waved at Patrick, then entered the house with a quiet yawn. Patrick suppressed the urge to drag her back into the car and instead drove to the underground garage with a darkened mood.

As soon as he parked the car, an elegant melody rang. Patrick was startled and confused at first, then it came to his realization that his new phone was ringing.