Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 530

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The pain did not come. Instead, Amelia was caught from the back!

After catching the woman in his arms, the man took a couple of steps back to dispel the crushing impact from the fall. After that, his breathing became slightly disordered as he asked, "Not opening your eyes still? Coward..."

Hearing the voice behind her, Amelia's whole body trembled. She would remember that guttural, seductive voice for a lifetime!

She opened her eyes obediently, and the first thing she saw was the two hands wrapping around her chest and waist.

Amelia's eyes welled up with tears in an instant. She recognized who the hands belonged to.

"Patrick..." As soon as she spoke, her voice vibrated uncontrollably, the remnant of lingering fear. "Its me."

If he had not happened to pass by here, Amelia's head would have been split open.

He glanced up the stairs but saw no one up there.

Patrick's deep gaze then fell on the top of Amelia's head. "What happened?"

Amelia calmed down and said, her voice faintly shaking, "Nothing..."

"You'd better tell me the truth." He whipped her face toward him in impatience. Noticing her pale-stricken face, Patrick controlled his irascibility a little. "Don't tell me that you were so dumb to trip and fall on your own?"

Amelia hesitated for a while and said, "Yes, I fell because I was dumb."

"Is that so?" But he seemed to have heard Maryanne's voice just now.

Amelia looked away and said apprehensively, "Yes..."

Why couldn't she say Maryanne's name?

That was because Patrick's methods of revenge were too bloody and cruel. She could not accept it.

was wrong. Milton and Sierra had no motives to hurt

it was really Maryanne who pushed her down, then there was no need for Amelia to cover

now. Let me go," Amelia said. This time, she

Maybe it was because she had gone through a

uncertainly, "Are you

all right. Let's hurry up and leave." With her face blanched, Amelia thought of

chose to hold her left hand. However, he found that she was far less composed than she appeared to be, for her palm was sweating

nothing. Amelia followed and strode towards him naturally as her hand

second, she let

wrong?" Patrick

attention to stare at the heel of her left foot, a

arm around his

stared at

this when

in alarm even when he carried her. How could he

that..." Amelia wanted to explain, but she did not know how

into his arms and closed her

skin, she could clearly feel his chest violently rising and falling. She

let him lecture me as he likes. I made

arms with her eyes closed and not responding,

a lesson, her hair drew along her figure, flowed

the exposed skin on his arm, first numbing his arms, his limbs,

showing the white feather when you don't

at her in his mind, Patrick held her in his arms and left

The Cook

walking out with Amelia in his arms, he felt a chill run down

did not even pause to catch his breath. He first looked at the coldfaced Patrick, then at

that she had encircled her hands around his torso. This act of attachment had

bring up what happened and satirize Amelia, but he did not utter a word. Instead, he looked up at Huxton and said, "We'll talk about it when we

real because Patrick's body was so comfortable, although she was

saw that her eyes were no longer rolling around, Patrick lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. He whispered with a sigh, "You troublemaker. Don't think that you'll be fine just because you're