Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 273

When Amelia returned to the beach, she saw a bikiniclad Loraine reclining on a chair and was generously showing off her proud body to Patrick, "Mr. Hopper, can you put on some sunscreen for me?"

Amelia retaliated by snatching the sunscreen Loraine handed to Patrick first.

At the sudden appearance of Amelia, Loraine said unexpectedly, "Aren't you going to change your bathing suit?"

"Oh, I suddenly don't want to swim." After a pause, Amelia looked at Loraine with a stiff smile and said, "Mr. Hopper isn't available right now, so let me help you with your sunscreen."

Loraine declined Amelia, "No, I think Mr. Hopper can help me."

Amelia smiled and continued, "But I'm more professional in this aspect."

"Well, then please..." Loraine said reluctantly.

Patrick watched as Amelia applied sunscreen to Loraine's bareback, and that unkind look annoyed Amelia, "Mr. Hopper, don't you think you should avoid it?"

"Do I need it?" Patrick changed into a comfortable sitting position and said, "There are many women on the whole beach who are applying the sun cream. I can't avoid it"

Amelia was speechless.

As Amelia was distracted, Loraine squealed, "Miss Amelia Ramsay, you're pushing too hard, my back hurts!"

Amelia was stunned. She didn't use that much of her strength...

Loraine continued, "Let Mr. Hopper help me, please."

Amelia got it.

She frowned and unconsciously looked at Patrick.

Patrick reached out his hands to her and made a gesture of wanting to take over the sun cream, "Then let me do it."

Amelia just coldly threw the sunscreen right at Patrick. The lid of the sunscreen wasn't screwed on tight and the white lotion splattered on his pants!

Loraine saw the opportunity and quickly reached out her hand to wipe Patrick's pants, but he plucked it away, "You needn't do it, whoever threw it is responsible."

Loraine dropped her hand in disappointment and glared at Amelia, who seemed to still be cunning...

Tilting his head, Patrick gave orders to Amelia, "Come here, clean it up for me."

Amelia turned her face away reflexively.

Upon seeing this, Patrick narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't you do it? Then maybe Miss Cowell..."

Before he finished his words, Amelia stood up from his seat and came to him quickly.

The liquid splashed on Patrick's pants, and Amelia didn't want another woman to help wipe them.

She squatted down and wiped his pants hard with a tissue. During it, Patrick whispered vaguely, "Be gentle. What if you break it?" Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Amelia shook her hand and said, "It's not so easy to break it!"

Patrick said in a hoarse voice, "Do you feel it? The more you wipe it, the stronger it will be..."

Amelia couldn't bear it anymore and threw down the tissue. "If you talk nonsense again, I'll rip it off!"

"Rip?" Patrick pretended to be confused and asked her, "Why are you ripping my pants?"

"Wh- what!" Amelia's face was blush and she hesitated to ask, "Are you talking about... trousers?"

Patrick pretended to be innocent. "What else can I do? My pants are hand-made. You wiped them so hard, and I'm really worried that you break them."

Amelia straightened her neck and asked, "Then what do you mean by 'the more you wipe it, the stronger it becomes'?"

Patrick stared at the faint stain on his pants and said, "I mean the suncream..."

At this time, Amelia looked at Patrick as if she was looking at a demon. "Why don't you say it clearly?"

It was funny for Patrick looking at Amelia's pissed off face, he turned to Loraine, who was beside him, and asked, "Miss Cowell, do you think I didn't explain it clearly?"

Loraine shook her head and said with disdain, "I think Miss Amelia Ramsay has her own imagination, right?"

Amelia was speechless. She endured it! She would regard it was unlucky!

After Amelia wiped Patrick's pants perfectly as usual, Loraine took the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Hopper, I'm so dumping to learn swimming. Can you go into the water and teach me?"

As long as they went into the water, they would inevitably have physical contact with each other. Patrick must be attracted by her! Loraine planned happily.

"Is that okay, Mr. Hopper?" Loraine blinked her eyes. Most of the men couldn't stand being spoiled by beauty.

Patrick took a look at the unhappy Amelia and nodded to Loraine. "No problem."

He was wearing casual clothes and it was very convenient for him to take off. In a few seconds, he only left a pair of cropped pants and showed off his perfect and strong body.

Amelia suddenly regretted not biting him in the locker room just now to declare her "sovereignty".

Loraine stared at Patrick's stalwart figure and was so excited that she stuttered, "Mr. Hopper, I didn't expect... your figure to be so well-managed!"

Patrick smiled flirtatiously and said, "There are so many things that you didn't expect."

In this way, Patrick became Loraine's personal coach.

On the other hand, Amelia was lying on the beach basking in the sun like a fool. She would grab some sand to play with if she had nothing to do, and her whole face was flushed with the sun.

At this time, a shadow covered her, and an umbrella appeared above her head.

She looked around and found that it was a staff member on the beach who was holding an umbrella for her. Amelia could not help but ask, "What's this?"

The staff pointed to the back and said, "This umbrella is given to you by a gentleman."

Amelia patted her sand-stained pants and stood up. She looked in the direction indicated by the staff, only to see unfamiliar faces. She was confused and asked, "Which one of them are you talking about?"

The staff scratched his head, "Oh, he's gone."

Amelia looked away and took the umbrella from the staff's hand. She asked, "What does that person look like?"

She didn't remember anyone she knew in Hawoi City.

The staff directly referred to her as "tall", "rich", and "handsome". After a pause, he stared at Amelia's face and asked, "Miss, are you the hostess of the Water of Life?"

Amelia felt embarrassed because the enthusiasm in the staff's eyes was exactly the same as Brian's. She quickly waved her hand and said, "No, you have mistaken me for someone else."

"Really?" The staff thought for a while and then smiled, "Right. How could such a famous person easily appear in public..."

After the staff left, Amelia breathed a long sigh of relief, and then her sight fell on the umbrella.