Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 634

No matter how angry he was, Patrick could not help but heave a sigh of relief at this moment.

He moved closer and pushed aside the hair on Amelia's cheeks, revealing her oval-shaped face as well as her beautiful facial features.

His eyes first circled the top of her head twice, then continued up, and finally stopped at her scalp.

He wanted to check if her hair, which was missing, had grown back. If not, should he take her for hair transplant?

Patrick was still very satisfied with the results of the examination. Amelia's hair was growing fast and there was no need for him to worry at all.

Burying his head into her neck, he rubbed the tip of his nose against her skin and sniffed the faint perfume smell on her body. Patrick could not help but lose his mind a little.

He rubbed against Amelia's face and neck, and his hair constantly sticking onto her skin.

Squinting her eyes, Amelia pushed the naughty head away and slowly raised her curly eyelashes. Her watery eyes met the handsome face that was right in front of her. "Have we arrived?" She questioned

sleepily.

"Yes, we're here." Staring at her slightly trembling eyelids, Patrick's heart skipped a beat, and when he finally realized what he was doing, he was already leaning in and was kissing Amelia's eyelid.

Feeling a warm kiss on her eyelid, Amelia moved uneasily backwards.

This man seemed to have a different style of kissing. Others usually liked kissing the mouth, but he liked to kiss her ears, eyes, neck, palm, and back of her hand.

At some point, Patrick finally moved away from her. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the eye that had been kissed. However, her hand was stopped by him before she could wipe it off.

"What are you doing?" She gave him a strange look.

"Do you feel that uncomfortable when I kiss you?" Patrick grabbed her hand roughly, and the tenderness in his eyes was gradually replaced by displeasure.

Amelia said helplessly, "There's saliva on it..."

Patrick's felt suffocated and short of breath. Was there no romantic feelings in this woman's heart?

When Amelia, who was anxious to fill her empty stomach, saw that Patrick was about to vent his anger, she quickly compromised. "Alright, I

apologize."

That was more like it.

Patrick let out a scoff and let go of her hand.

With her hands finally released, Amelia rubbed her stiff neck with her hand. Then, she lowered her head, unfastened the seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car.

When Patrick and Amelia walked into the restaurant together, the expressions of the two waiters standing at the door became interesting.

Amelia walked forward as if she did not notice anything. Patrick felt a little guilty, because one of the waiters was the one in charge of the bill for Sissi and him at noon.

Due to his guilt, Patrick kept glancing fiercely at that waiter, his eyes were full of warning.

However, the waiter mistakenly thought that Patrick was greeting him. Although the greeting was stiff, the honest waiter still gave a simple smile and said clearly, "Mr. Hopper, welcome to our restaurant again."

Patrick cursed in a low voice, "D*mn it!"

At that moment, he really wanted to rip off the waiter's head and kick it like a ball!

Amelia, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped when she heard this. She asked Patrick, "Do you come here often?"

"No!" Patrick quickly blurted out.

"Then..." Amelia turned to looked at the waiter who greeted Patrick with a look of confusion.

Patrick glared at the innocent waiter and strode towards Amelia. He held her shoulder and quickly lead her inside the restaurant. "That guy had a slip of tongue. Don't worry about him."

As soon as these words came out, Patrick frowned. No, he could admit that he had been to the Silver Tower. Why couldn't he say that?

After they sat down, Patrick and Amelia each got a menu. Amelia flipped through the pages and asked casually, "Is there anything delicious here?"

"The fish chowder of this restaurant is very good!" Patrick cleared his throat uneasily when he noticed Amelia freezing in the middle of flipping a page, and hastily added, "I heard this from someone."

Amelia gave a faint 'okay', as if she was not suspicious at all.

Patrick heaved a sigh of relief. He had never been as nervous as he was at this moment, for fear that Amelia would notice that something was off.

Amelia sipped a glass of lemon water, then asked with a clear tone, "Apart from this, what else did your friend recommend?"

Patrick could only pretend to the end. He gently touched the menu in Amelia's hand and pointed out the dishes the named.

Amelia responded with a grunt. When he suggested around four to five dishes, she put the menu back down and said, "Then I'll ordered now."

She proceeded to ring the service bell next to her.

Not long after, a tall and thin waiter appeared at their table. What made Patrick speechless was that it was the same waiter who was in charge of his bill this afternoon.

"Sir, miss, what would you like to order?"

"Oh, I want this..." After Amelia finished listing all the dishes in one breath, she smiled at the waiter and said, "Okay, that's all for now."

"Okay." The waiter took back the menus, bowed, and left. At the same time, he secretly took a peek at Patrick.

Mr. Hopper had quite good luck with women. He had one at noon and another one at night; each of them was a great beauty.

Patrick was nervous the whole time from when the waiter appeared to his departure. Fortunately, the waiter did not say anything he should not have said this time.

Just before Patrick could calm down, a fat man about 40 years old suddenly came to him and greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Hopper, let me introduce myself. I'm the manager Silver Tower. My surname is Mu."

Patrick narrowed his eyes. "Manager Moore, anything?"

Manager Moore took out a pair of emerald earrings from his business suit. "Mr. Hopper, these are the earrings left by the guest who came with you for lunch at noon. After our staff picked it up, they immediately handed it to me. I was wondering when I would be able to meet you so that I could return them to you."

"Earrings?" Opposite him, Amelia's voice was monotonous.

Freezing for a second, Patrick then immediately snatched the earrings from Manager Mu's hand and waved him away!

After Manager Moore left, Patrick was pondering about how to explain this situation to Amelia, but she spoke up first, "At noon, I seemed to have called you. You said you were going to have lunch in your office, but apparently, you were having lunch with someone else in Silver Tower?"RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only