Chapter 6

According to the schedule, they were supposed to return to the Hopper villa to meet Patrick's parents. With the guidance of his virtual assistant, he drove in the opposite direction to the villa. Amelia was confused after checking the GPS. She asked Patrick, who just pulled over, "Aren't we going to your home?"

"What do you mean 'your home'?" Patrick, who got out of the car, emphasized, "From now on, the Hopper villa is also your home."

Amelia turned silent. It was not easy for her to quickly accept the fact that she was married.

Yet she replied in sincerity, "Sorry, it slipped out of my mouth."

Though having such an obedient wife, Patrick did not buy it at all. After all, this was all his old man's idea.

He abruptly pulled open the car door beside her, letting the heat of sunshine rush into the car.

Seeing that Amelia winced uncomfortably under the bright sunlight, Patrick felt slightly better about his situation.

He hustled her, "Did you get too comfortable and get stuck in the seat?"

Amelia took her time to get out of the car after the discomfort on her eyes had passed.

She looked around and found herself surrounded with all kinds of famous brandnames, from boutiques for both men and women, to shoes, jewellery and cosmetics, anything she could possibly think of. "Do we even have time for shopping?" Amelia asked.

He disapproved, "From this day onwards,

She looked down on her current outfit. She wore a white T-shirt, in a pair of mid-rise jeans and a pair of four-season loafers with no accessories

kid's clothes? Even high-school girls dress

to meet her husband's

series tone, "You don't have to give me the death stare. Instead, you should thank me! If I don't offer you a chance of a total make-over, you'll be the

What a jerk!

could not wait to get out of the car and bash his brain out. But after taking a deep

two types of men who'd

suddenly had an indescribable feeling surging through

college material. He was working part-time jobs throughout his four years of college, so

him

times, both of them got used to it

couldn't help but secretly laugh at her stupidity. It was nothing but a couple of meals.

Patrick snorted. "What're you

of a Gucci branch, she pretended to seem interested and asked,

guard. In his mind,

was speechless. She did

but an ATM.

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