Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 14

"Mr. Hopper..." Patrick did not move a muscle but simply looking at her. The girl seemed to have made up her mind. She arched her back and was ready to give him a kiss. Yet Patrick suddenly frowned and pushed her away.

The girl was startled, Charless speechless, Patrick himself confused...

"What's wrong? Are you even interested in women now?"

As if struck by lightning, Patrick stood still and pondered on this strange question.

The new girl whose kiss was rejected kept her eyes wide open, holding her breath.

"Patrick, are you really..." Charles swallowed his saliva and scanned Patrick from head to toe.

Being doubted his mojo, a horrible storm stirred in Patrick's mind, "I don't have a problem. I was a fracking tiger when I had sex with Amelia!"

"Who is this, Amelia?"

"That's my wife!"

"Oh, that's her." Charles slapped his forehead in surprise, "Patrick, have you fallen in love with her?"

was so angry that he almost swept

said, "Let me rephrase it, do you only like her body and

one. Patrick held his arms on the back of the sofa,

offered a suggestion in a flash, "You only like her body? That's easy to fix. Just sleep with

and clinked it with Charles'. The strong liquor burns his throat so much the heat spread across his entire body. And that heat turned into an insatiable fire of lust, the desire

two bosses. Been through high school with Patrick, Charles went down the memory lane with him, recalling the ups and downs, as if they would never run

do you remember Ms.

tighter, and his drunken eyes turned sharp. He

drank too much and said, "Yea, yea, it's her. Ms. Wallace was a beauty at that time.

glass broke into pieces in Patrick's palm. The girl shouted, "Your hand, Mr.

a little sober because of it. Realizing that his mistake, Charles explained, "I know, Patrick, Ms Wallace is like a goddess to you. I shouldn't have joked about your love. I just never thought that you

Ah..." Patrick stared at the bleeding cut in his palm and slowly tightened it, amplifying his pain.

The girl snapped out of it and suggested with her voice still trembling, "Mr. Hopper and Mr. Sullivan, let me get the first-aid

on the wound. He got up and said, "Charles, it's getting late. I'm

have mentioned Melissa Wallace. "No. You're drunk as

In the Hopper residence.