Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 64

In the tax, her fingers seemed to be hooked by something but she didn't care as she fell weakly on the seat, shivering.

On the other side-

The high-school classmates party was still going on in full swing, but Patrick lost his previous interest and sat silently in the corner, shaking the fine wine in his glass.

Feeling a little guilty, Charles came to him and sat beside, saying, "Brother, I..."

Patrick glanced at him.

Charles began telling the truth, "Don't be angry with Amelia, please. I called her to tell her that you were drunk and I asked her to pick you. I just want to see if you really value her..." Upon hearing this, Patrick's lazy eyes suddenly became sharp. He suddenly grabbed Charles's collar with terrifying momentum.

"..." After losing control for a moment, Patrick let go of Charles, putting on his coat and leaving in a hurry.

Charles, who had been thrown on the sofa, patted his chest with relief and muttered, "... Am I still alive?"

At home.

Patrick drove crazy all the way back.

As soon as he got home, he immediately ran to the master bedroom, but Amelia wasn't there.

His eyes turned cold as if he had thought of something. He turned around and went to the secondary bedroom. As expected, he found her in bed.

She laid with her back towards him. Even he came in, she didn't move.

When Patrick walked to her bedside and saw her eyes rolling, he whispered, "Don't pretend to be asleep. I know you're awake."

Amelia opened her eyes disappointedly and sat up with the quilt in her arms.

her hair was slightly scattered on her cheeks, Patrick naturally stretched out and wanted to pull her hair away, but

happened, asking,

and said sarcastically, "I think this bed is much more comfortable than yours. I will sleep here in the future." Patrick narrowed his eyes. There was anger in his heart, but he didn't vent it out. Instead, he

his words, but there was

was about to be blurted out, he saw the ankle exposed outside the quilt, asking with

put her palm on her knees, and rested her head on the

turned her face away and said, "I don't

quilt and grasped her sprained ankle while she was

She said in

cold, but said with some tenderness,

"On my way

on her ankle to see what was going on, but was stopped by her. "I just

red and swollen, as long as I don't move violently, I will recover in two

foot. She was not as gentle as an ordinary woman. She did not cry for help when in need. No wonder

clung to his arm. When she took back her

and lowered her head, only to find that the ring

voice,

Amelia said, "Maybe it was lost on my way

a little upset. The ring was gone. Did this mean that she and

by her indifference about the ring that his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat people. He said, "Amelia! That's a wedding ring! Do you know its worth?"

wedding ring, said, "Tell me how much it is. I will try

sounded like he was accusing her of being

to get rid of his high-sounding idea, Amelia said, "I'm very sorry to have lost the ring you bought for me, but I didn't do it on purpose..." Patrick interrupted her, "That's enough. I'm tired of your 'official' response. You are

Hypocritical...

she was just a hypocrite,

his cold eyes, she laid down and closed her eyes,

who was left aside, thought fiercely that sooner or later, he would teach

day,