Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 72

Amelia came to the table with a glass of water and drank it off. She deliberately did not answer him to piss him off.

Seeing that she did not deny, he said coldly, "Am I right?"

Putting down the glass, Amelia smiled with tenderness and charm, and said, "Mr. Hopper, remember what you said to me before we got married? We don't interfere with each other. Since you have gone too far, why can't I go further?"

After saying that, regardless of how angry he was, she yawned and said, "It's late. Good night. By the way, I'll sleep in the secondary bedroom from now on."

Staring Amelia leaving, Patrick knew that she was obviously deliberately making him angry, but why would he fall into her trap? Damn it!

The next morning.

In a daze, Amelia felt that her body was particularly heavy. She struggled to open her eyes and found her chest and legs were entangled by Patrick with his long arms and long legs. His breathing was so close, and his "little brother" was pressing against her back hip through her silky pajamas.

She was so shocked that almost woke up. She glanced at his face, only to find that Patrick was sleeping soundly. She had no idea what he was dreaming of and his "little brother" could even stand up. How shameless!

Amelia wanted to push him away to brush her teeth and wash her face, but on second thought, an idea stroke her.

She raised her hand and pinched his handsome face hard. When he was about to wake up, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

When Patrick opened his eyes, only to find that the sexy woman in his arms was fluttering her eyelashes, as if she wanted him to know that she played a trick on him.

He laughed in a low voice and blew on her sensitive earlobe. She burst into laughter.

Staring at her smiling face, Patrick felt that his throat was dry and wanted to find something to quench his thirst.

Amelia stopped laughing as she felt the erected "little brother" might trap her. Then she spoke, "You have your own bedroom, but why did you come to mine?"

is under my name. Is there anywhere within that I don't

speechless. After a while, she squeezed out a sentence,

her childishness. He said, "The fight between couples is usually mended soon? Last night, I was too much worried about your safety, so I said something hurtful." She was stunned, thinking if he was

and said, "I'm going to take a

was even more surprised by he acting as a gentleman as his "little brother" was

are you staring at me like this? You want me to feed you?" Patrick spoke in a low- pitched voice, which was

face turned blushing. She lifted the quilt and sat up, but in the next second, she screamed, "Ah! Why

she could feel his

"Mrs. Hopper, I've always had a habit

said, "Don't do that anymore!

to work with your 'little sister'. I stay naked, which

anger, "If you want to save time, why don't

said seriously, "My body is for Mrs.

"unconfident". This was just Patrick's sugar-coated cannonball and she wouldn't take

Downstairs.

who was warming up the soybean milk, asking "Mrs. Hopper, which one do you like?" Amelia quickly glanced and continued with the

said, "There are three

without looking back, "Oh,

two of them with the same

warm soybean milk into the cup and said casually, "Either one you

indifference. Then he drank the soybean

she picked up a black one without edge, stand on her tiptoes and circled it

explained innocently, "I'll be interviewed in the

the tie and bending his chin to his neck into a perfect curve, she couldn't help praising him, "Actually you don't have to ask me, because you