Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 853

Amelia then moved his legs which were out of the quilt into it.

After making sure that he was not in contact with the cold ground, Amelia felt relieved.

She clapped her hands and was about to stand up but then, she heard something rang the next second.

Following the source, she leaned down and stroked over Patrick's body. Finally, she found his ringing cell phone from his trouser's left pocket.

Amelia took the phone and look at it, and her expression saying, "As predicted."

She glanced at Patrick and saw that he was frowning. However, he still did not look like he was going to wake up.

She had no choice but to answer the call. She covered her mouth with the other hand and said, "Hello, Paisley?"

Paisley, who was about to get even with Patrick was enraged but when she recognized Amelia's voice, she immediately said, "Oh, it's you! Is that fellow with you now?" "Yeap," said Amelia softly.

Paisley smiled and said, "It's a relief to know this! A few moments ago, a man in black knocked on my door and told me that Patrick was gone, upon hearing that I was almost scared to death..."

Amelia reckoned that Patrick was really an inconsiderate person and said, "I'm sorry he caused you trouble."

"It's alright, I'm used to it! It would be strange if he could just stay at home for the whole day. By the way, his fever has almost subsided and I'll leave tomorrow morning. These two days... I felt like a

guard here to make sure everything is safe and sound more than a doctor." Paisley said with a hint of self-mockery.

Amelia found it funny and said, "We can't afford to invite such a beautiful girl with high education level to be our guard."

"Oh, stop it!" Paisley exclaimed.

The two of them teased each other for a while before Paisley brought the conversation to an end, "It's getting late."

After Amelia ended the call, she put the phone back into Patrick's pocket. While she was doing it, she was afraid that she would make Patrick uncomfortable so she decided to place the phone at the bedside table.

Then, she straightened up from the blanket and walked towards the door.

Qian Qian was standing upright, outside the door.

She was holding another quilt with a pillow on it.

Even though Amelia did not close the door after she came out, Kiara's eyes were still fixed on the pillow and she did not dare to glance into the room.

"You can just give it to me now." Seeing that the little girl's face was almost hidden behind the pillow, Amelia could not help but smile.

Qian Qian stretched out her hand and handed the pillow and blankets into Amelia's embrace. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Amelia then said, "Thank you. You may leave now."

"Yes, miss." Even though she should not have done that, she could not help but peek into the room before she left.

After all, Patrick was such a good-looking man. How could any girl not have a crush on him?

Upon peeking into the room, Qian Qian was shocked. Patrick was actually sleeping on the floor?! Who would believe it if this were to be told to anyone else?

Even she who had seen it with her own eyes could not believe it at all, let alone spreading rumors about it!

Not only that, Patrick had his eyes on Amelia all the time. His eyes were filled with sweetness and love which was ineffable.

As an outsider, Qian Qian felt that her heart was melting when she saw Patrick's eyes.

As if he had detected someone staring at him, Patrick's glance then shifted from Amelia to Qian Qian.

In an instant, Qian Qian shivered all over. This was because the emotions in Patrick's eyes had changed at an uncanny speed, even she could not believe that this was achievable.

His eyes were full of passion and love a few seconds ago as he switched to her, his eyes became cold and soulless.

Kiara thought to herself helplessly. For Patrick, she must be a fangirl who drooled upon his appearance.

"Qian Qian, what's wrong?"

When Amelia saw that she was staring blankly behind her, she could not help but turn and look behind her. However, what she saw was Patrick was still sleeping soundly in his original position.

When she turned her head again, she heard Kiara say in a helpless voice, "Well, miss, have a good rest. I... I'll be downstairs if you need me!"

"Sure, thank you" Seeing that Kiara left in hurry, Amelia could not help but felt confused. Could it be that she was being too fierce? Who knew...

Amelia shrugged and closed the door with her foot just like how Patrick would do it but there was a huge difference in the strength they used.

Since Patrick was lying under her bed, she had to climb over him to get onto her bed.

When she was striding across him, Patrick, who was lying on his side, suddenly changed his position and he even opened his eyes, as for did he do it intentionally or not, no one knew.

At this moment, the idea of stabbing Patrick's eyes arose in her mind!

"Mrs. Hopper, what... what are you trying to do to me?"

Amelia suddenly felt ashamed when she saw his confused and sleepy expression, Amelia was in an awkward position where it looked like she wanted to do something to Patrick while he was asleep.

Amelia immediately buried her head into the pillow, leaving only her eyes visible to Patrick and said, "Umm... I..."

She was not sure if she wanted to hypnotize Patrick or herself. She hurriedly said, "You... you're just dreaming... Quickly close your eyes!"

Suddenly Patrick burst into laughter. "Since it's a dream...doesn't it mean that I can do whatever I want to Mrs. Hopper?" "What?"

By the time Amelia noticed she was in danger, it was already too late.

Patrick suddenly raised his upper body and reached out to grab her forearm. Being dragged by a strong force, she fell into his arms together with her pillow and quilt.

The clean and tidy room was messed up by the pillows and bedding. However, Amelia had no time to be distracted because Patrick who had her pressed under his body was being touchy with her!

Darn it, she was not a stress ball, why would he always pinch her face!

While her face was being pinched, Amelia said with a lisp, "Hey! Stop right now... Don't pinch me!"

Patrick stopped what he was doing and said in a dreamy voice, "Mrs. Hopper...you have gotten fatter recently."

Amelia was speechless and cursed deep down, "You're the one who's getting fatter!"

Patrick's hand went down all the way and squeezed her arm, her waist and buttocks. He continued whispering dreamily, "Here...here...you're gaining fat all over! Is it because you are getting older...so that your shape is beginning to go downhill?"

"D*mn it!"

Not a single women could bear to hear 'Fat! Old! Ugly!' this three words.

However, Patrick had provoked Amelia with just a few words. He was really digging his own grave!

Amelia stretched out her fingertips and poked Patrick's forehead. "Humph! No matter how fat I am or how old I am, I'll always be younger and more beautiful than your first love!"