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.

was slightly scattered on her cheeks, Patrick naturally stretched

as if nothing had happened, asking, "Why not sleep in our

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 said, "If you insist, I'll be with you!" Amelia waved off his hand on her quilt and couldn't stand

him with his words, but there was a

be blurted out, he saw the ankle

a trace of grievance in her beautiful eyes, Amelia put her foot back into the quilt, put her palm on her knees, and rested her head on the back of her hand, looking like a helpless

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

and grasped her sprained ankle while she was

gentle!" She said

was still cold, but said with

"On my

a gloomy face, Patrick tried to open the ointment on her ankle to see what was going on,

wound is a little red and swollen, as long as I don't move

pursed his lips and dejectedly let go of her foot. She was not as gentle as an ordinary woman. She

as he let her go, she no longer clung to his arm. When she took

head, only to find that the ring

in a cold voice, "I'm asking

"Maybe it was lost

gone. Did this mean that she

irritated 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

is. I will try my best to pay you back." Patrick's heart was filled with anger and sneered,

sounded like he was accusing her

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...

mind, she was just

his cold eyes, she laid down and closed her eyes, not quarreling

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

day,