Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 547

With that, Patrick strode a confident step forward.

He had just happened to step on the toothpaste that had not been cleaned yet. As a result, he slipped and his whole body staggered.

Amelia bit her lip hard that to hold back her laughter.

Patrick grabbed the sink with his hand and stabilized himself. He was furious with embarrassment and glared at Amelia, "What are you laughing at?" Amelia blinked innocently and asked, "Did I laugh?"

She tried so hard to contain her laughter to the point where it hurt her internally. She was sure that she did not let out even a smile.

Patrick's voice sounded as if he were forcing his words out. "Amelia Ramsay! I know you're laughing!"

Amelia glanced at him, suddenly sat on the ground, and burst out in laughter!

Since he was dead sure that she was laughing at him, then instead of suppressing herself, she would rather laugh her heart out!

A shadow loomed over Patrick's face. The beauty of that previous moment turned into nothingness as his adoration for her twisted into the desire of strangling her.

He began his insult. "Are you done laughing? Even your gums are showing!"

"Ah!" Amelia pursed her lips on reflex. After all, image was important for a woman.

This time, it was Patrick's turn to laugh. He said, "You laugh even when you know you're ugly when you do it."

Amelia threw her hands up and said, "I may look ugly when I laugh, but it's less ugly than when you made a fool of yourself."

Patrick was so enraged that he kicked the dirty slipper in front of Amelia and ordered, "Clean it up for me!"

Amelia stared at the large slipper and said in a playful tone, "Are you pleading to me to do this?"

proudly,

unhappy and said, "Oh, then I'm sorry.

for me! Here, take the two of

was not stained. This time, he had overexerted his strength. The

across Patrick's eyes, but he soon resumed

knees. Although it did not hurt a lot, Amelia felt a

want to wash them, then you can do it yourself. I won't serve you!" At such a close distance, Patrick could only dodge one of the slippers. The

onto Amelia's head. He was so maddened that he said, "Wash that too! Otherwise, you're not

bare. "I'm a

D*mn it!

anything she could throw to Patrick. However, she had already cleaned up the floor.

not true!

up from the ground and flung herself forward right into

saying was true, birds of

stepped on the little smear

her lips, how to describe

a minute, why was she in the mood

to cover her face and run away, but she found herself quickly trapped in Patrick's arms. He lowered his eyes and frowned at her. "You thug, were you feeling me

that she could not bear the title of a

drooling over my body for a long time, am I right?" The hinting

eyes drifted and

every time they did things of that sort, except when Amelia occasional interest to kiss his face, she rarely 'intruded' into other uncharted territories. Now that the precious opportunity had landed itself directly into his arms, he had to

"It's quite crude to say that I 'drool' over

Okay! Come on, I'll give you a chance to fully

then let go of me first. So that I can

close to each other, her entire vision was filled with his face. She could not

on the trembling edge of her mouth. He said, "Instead of using your eyes, you can still use your mouth and your hand to feel