Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 637

Patrick said, "Don't you think that lying here quietly is nice?"

Sorry, Amelia did not feel that way.

Patrick focused on the starry sky, but Amelia focused on the exposed car top.

Rolling her eyes, she stretched out her two slender arms and grabbed the sides of the roof of the car, trying to get up.

Unexpectedly, Patrick's voice sounded, "If you dare get out of here, I will close the roof and leave the lower part of your body in the car forever."

Amelia was so scared that she lost her footing and fell back down onto the chair!

"You're crazy, Patrick!"

Rubbing her sore buttock, Amelia shot a glare at Patrick, who was sitting next to her.

It was all because of him. As soon as she met him, she would always suffer from embarrassment!

Patrick smiled leisurely, "I didn't touch you. It was because you couldn't stand steadily that you fell."

That fueled Amelia's fire. "You scared me!"

Patrick placed his hands behind his head and looked up to the sky. He responded calmly, "I just want you to sit here with me. Why did you want to move around?"

Feeling suffocated, Amelia said in a fit of pique, "But I don't want to sit here with you!"

Patrick scowled. He did not need to speak, anyone could feel the chill emanating from him.

"Why don't you want to sit here with me?" Had she ever counted how long it has been since the last time they had laid down quietly together like this?

"Because!" Amelia said with some unspeakable bitterness, "Because..."

"Because what?" Patrick's face was cold. If Amelia said anything he did not like, he would pinch her to death immediately.

Hesitating for a while, Amelia suddenly flushed and said, "Because I want to go to the toilet..."

"Puff!"

Patrick's eyebrows softened elegantly with a laugh. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Amelia was so angry that she wanted to ask him 'what's so funny?', but when she heard his childlike laugh, she was stunned...

She seemed... to have not seen him laugh like this in a long time.

No, to be precise, he had never laughed like this

before!

After a moment of stupefaction, Amelia realized that beauty was not enough to feed, let alone going to the toilet.

She rubbed her bladder and said bitterly, "No, I can't hold it in anymore. I have to go to the toilet! I beg you, can you find a way to get me out of the car? Any way would be fine!"

Patrick looked at her with a smile. He admired Amelia's stubbornness and independence, but he like her when she gave in as well. What he wanted was her full unreserved self!

Fluttering his lips, he said, "Sit tight." He then began to display his driving skills that could torture people to death.

Amelia could only accept her fate.

She held the handle of the car tightly with a pale face. A large sway from the car made her fell like she was falling from the sky!

The worst part was...

Her bladder shook along the rough movements of the car. It was just like the churning waves of a raging sea.

Patrick drove the car from the guardrail to the main road as if he did not feel her awkwardness, and kept driving slowly along the line of the scenery.

To be honest, the starry sky above them was very beautiful. Under the lights on both sides of the river, the moat looked even more fascinating. However, Amelia still could not help but ask, "Can you drive faster?"

Patrick asked lazily, "Are you sure you want me to drive faster?"

The corner of her mouth twitched. The memory of what happened just a moment before surfaced to Amelia's mind. She resisted the impulse to snatch the steering wheel from Patrick and chose not to say a word.

At some point, the car stopped in front of a beauty salon.

Amelia looked at Patrick strangely and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

Patrick said angrily, "What else can you do in a beauty salon? Such a stupid woman."

Amelia touched her own face subconsciously and asked with some grievance, "Do you think I am ugly?"

Patrick said unceremoniously, "Don't doubt it. Ugly is synonymous to you"

Amelia was so angry she laughed. "Yes, I am ugly, but you are old."

Patrick's smile froze. "How old am I? I'm in the prime of my life, okay? If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you tonight!"

She had no idea that she had been targeted by the hungry wolf. Amelia unfastened her seat belt and murmured as she got out of the car, "It doesn't matter. A beauty salon is fine. As long as they have toilet, I can use it."

She jumped out of the car and rushed to the main entrance of the beauty salon.

The two glass doors, which had an automatic sensing function, opened sharply to both sides when they sensed Amelia's approach.

Amelia was overjoyed when she saw this, and lowered her head, rushing inside.

However, when she was halfway there, a delicate hand suddenly reached out to stopped her. "Excuse me, miss, do you have an appointment?"

"Huh?" Amelia was in such a hurry to find a bathroom that she did not care whether she had made an appointment. She glanced sideways at the beautiful service lady at the front desk and answered impatiently, "Yes, I have!"

The front desk lady smiled and asked amiably, "May I know which beautician you have made an appointment with?"

"Ah..." Amelia thought for a while and thought that Smith, Williams and Johnson were the most common surnames, so she blurted out, "Smith!"

"Smith?" The young lady at the front desk looked at her with a slight change in expression.

Amelia saw that there was hope, so she nodded her head in affirmation. "Yes, it's Smith. Well, I know where he is. You don't have to lead me to him. I'll go by myself!"

At the end of her words, Amelia quickly bypassed her, her eyes frantically looking around the salon. "Toilet, toilet. If you don't come out, my bladder will explode soon."

"This lady. The beauticians hired by our salon are all from Korea, and none of them is surnamed Smith. I think you probably came to the wrong place."

Seeing Amelia acting like a thief, the service lady at the front desk immediately stopped smiling and clapped her hands.

Within two seconds, a group of strong security guards surrounded Amelia.

What the heck!

Was this is a beauty salon or a bandit's den?

Amelia wanted to cry, but could not.

At this time, she had no time to care if her dignity would be lost, or not. "Gentlemen, don't put your hands on me first. I'm actually just here to borrow the bathroom..."

"You came to our store to use the bathroom?" The service lady frowned and said to the security guard in a cold voice, "This is not the public lavatory, lead this lady out."

"Alright!" It was like the security guards were butchers getting ready to chop Amelia up.

Of course, Amelia could not just wait to die. "Well, can I make an appointment now?"

The service lady at the front desk sneered back, making Amelia feel like hitting her as much as she wanted to hit Patrick.

Just as the two security guards were about to push the petite girl out of the door, Patrick, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally decided to show up.

Seeing Amelia surrounded by a group of strong men like a small chicken, he scowled and asked in a chillingly, "What happened?"