Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 824

Meanwhile at Escalt Hotel.

Sissi smiled sheepishly as she said to Patrick while she took the hotel key card from him, "Patrick, I'm really sorry to bother you so late at night, but I really can't stay at my place for now because of the ongoing painting job. Oh, how silly of me to have left my ID card at home..."

Sissi blushed as she kept talking, and it made her looked more alluring.

"It's okay. You can use my ID to check in."

Patrick did not bother to find fault on Sissi's little mistake. He was willing to lend a helping hand to her.

Sissi still felt apologetic and glanced at him. "Patrick, you won't blame me for making you to travel here late at night, will you?"

Sissi had thought it over carefully before asking for help from Patrick.

First of all, her house was currently undergoing renovation.

Secondly, she had the perfect excuse for Patrick to offer to pick her up from Golden Sunshine. She had told him that she did not have any means of transportation, that it had been a while since she left Northville and she was not familiar with its roads and hotels.

Lastly, she deliberately left her identity card at home in order to let Patrick check her into the hotel room using his identity card.

Nowadays, hotels generally would keep the accommodation records of their guests.

If she had needed it in the future, she could easily retrieve the record of Patrick and her checking in together.

Sissi thought, "Oh Amelia, it wouldn't matter even if you are the lawfully wedded wife of Patrick. I, Sissi, am the only person who can make your husband to come to me with a flick of my finger."

Sissi smiled slyly at her thought, then instantly turned to look at Patrick with affection. "Patrick, you look very tired tonight. Would you like to take a rest in my room before going home?"

Patrick had wanted to reject her, but when he thought of Paisley at the Land of Fragrance, he immediately gave up the idea of going back to the annoying lady. "Okay."

Sissi was a little surprised that Patrick had agreed to her suggestion so quickly.

Patrick and Sissi came to a stop before Room 1203.

He lowered his head and proceeded to open the door with the key card. Then, he was stunned the moment he pushed the door open.

The bed was covered in pink sheets, and the center was decorated with rose petals arranged into a heart shape.

There was also the overall room decor, as if it was prepared just for a wedding celebration.

Apart from that, the room was filled with a faint smell of incense. It smelled very alluring and seductive...

Sissi, who was standing by Patrick's side, caught a glimpse of his slightly startled expression. She raised the corner of her mouth without saying a word.

At that moment, Patrick turned around abruptly and asked, "You've booked a couple room?"

Sissi had always known that Patrick was well-built and tall.

It was just that he usually acted reserved in front of her, so she had always treated him like a big boy, just like how she was fooling with him right this moment. "Oh I'm not sure what happened. Maybe I've made a mistake at the reception."

Patrick turned a murky face at once. He then stuffed the key card into Sissi's palm and said plainly, "Please take a rest. I'm leaving now."

"Patrick, wait!" Sissi could not understand why he had suddenly turned hostile. She frantically caught up to him and asked, "What's the matter with you? If you don't like the room I've booked, I'll just check out!"

Patrick glanced at her evenly. "So you do admit that you've booked this room on purpose, don't you?"

Sissi regretted her slip of the tongue and confessed. "Okay fine. Yes I admit that this couple room was specially arranged by me, but I just wanted to make you happy. I didn't expect that you would dislike it, I'm sorry. I seemed to have over imagined it."

Patrick looked into her dim and watery eyes and sighed. "You've never tested me like this before in the past."

Sissi whined, "That's because I was sure that I'm the only one in your heart, but now there's another person who came in between us, and I'm not confident with myself anymore. That's why I need to reassure myself by testing you to find out your thoughts. Do you understand?"

Sissi continued, "Do you remember that you've always done the same thing in the past? You'd always surprise me with different tricks to make me happy, or you'd deliberately take some baffling steps to test if I cared enough about you. At that time, did I simply leave you just like that?"

Sissi whinged in a choked voice.

Patrick was slightly moved and said, "You don't have to test me at all. You will always be the most special person in my heart."

Sissi shook her head and stared at him with resentment. "No, I see you've changed, maybe... you've fallen in love with Amelia..."

"That's impossible!" Patrick retorted.

He would not fall in love with that heartless woman, who would not appreciate what was good for her, and even abandoned him when he was ill!

Sissi's mood immediately improved upon Patrick's denial, but having said that, she had observed that even though he did not love Amelia, she had a special seat in his heart as well.

Hence, Sissi had felt uneasy and anxious all the time. She had wanted to bring their relationship to the next level and at the same time, to impair the connection between him and Amelia. Therefore, she had booked the couple room to tempt Patrick into giving in.

Who would have thought that he would walk away right after viewing the room?

Sissi had not wanted to believe that he found her unattractive, and so she let go of her self-restraint and took a step towards him. She held his arms and circled them around her waist, then leaned her head against his chest. "Patrick, would you please stay with me? I have a lot of things to share with you. Don't you want to know how I got through the past few years abroad?"

Indeed, they both had had a wonderful past.

Patrick softened and agreed without further ado.

Meanwhile at the Land of Fragrance.

Paisley was walking up and down in the living room. She kept checking the time, periodically glancing at her watch. Then every time she would curse Patrick, "F*ck him!" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

On the other hand, Amelia was sitting calmly on the sofa, not knowing what she was thinking. Seeing Paisley wagging her head in front of her, she could not help but teased, "Paisley, is there something wrong with your neck?"

"Screw you!" Paisley strode towards Amelia and glared at her. "Can't you see that I'm worried about Mr. Hopper's safety?"