Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 648

"Patrick."

Just as Patrick was getting a little drunk, he could feel the sinking weight on the sofa next to him. He lost his mind a little when he smelled the familiar fragrance in the air.

He glanced to the side and saw the woman who looked beautiful even if she was only in her loose pajamas. Patrick asked insidiously, "Aren't you already asleep?"

Amelia stared at him with her dazzlingly beautiful gaze. She spoke softly, "I can't sleep, so I came down to accompany you. Is your injury serious? Do you need me to check for you?"

Patrick's heart skipped a beat, but he sneered and said, "Now you finally here to express your concern? What were you been doing all this while?"

With that said, he reached out to grab the bottle of that Remy Martin again.

Amelia quickly shoved his hand off. With a frown, she said, "You almost finished up the bottle. Are you sure you want to drink some more?"

"It's none of your business how much I drink."

Even if he said so, his hand no longer reached out in direction of the bottle of liquor.

Seeing this, Amelia could not help saying, "Don't you think you had enough for today? You've been bullying people the entire day, and now you acted as if everyone had failed you. In that case, shouldn't those who had been beaten by you line up to commit suicide?"

Perhaps he had been drinking a little too much that he started to lose his mind. Patrick sounded as if he had been wronged, "Since you don't care of my wellbeing at all, can't I vent in my anger through drinking?"

Amelia startled.

Amelia could not believe that Patrick was speaking fondly to her.

"My mouth hurts." Patrick added.

Amelia was left speechless.

his handsome face around so that he could show Amelia his injury at the

not get yourself injured." Despite feeling painful for him, Amelia still thought that it was necessary to

was just making out with you. Hobart was the one who came over and hit me at my

that I've been drinking..." Patrick grumbled

which was still bleeding. At this moment, Amelia could only feel that Patrick had earned a soft spot in her heart again. "Where else did you get hurt?" She could not help

his belt and was about to unzip his pants. Upon realizing

his hand abruptly stopped. His clothes were in a state of mess when he

forced herself to glance from his sturdy chest, fit abs and followed by

hurriedly looked away and

see any other injuries."

Nonsense!

be his opponent

heart, but he blurted out anyway, "Don't think I'm fine just

corner of Amelia's mouth twitched, "Internal

powerful?" She could not help but

internal injuries." Patrick nodded solemnly. He led Amelia's

the amplification

felt as if her own heart was beating at the same rate as Patrick's. She could not

came to Patrick's mind when he held Amelia's soft hand was that it was indeed warmer and more

was as if there was something magical with Amelia's hand. He could feel a rush of warmth sweeping over his heart by simply

asked, "Didn't you say that you have internal injuries? Will you feel pain if I press onto your chest

back to his senses and said, "It's painful, and it's not just the

concerningly, "Where else

that even if Patrick had been stabbed in the arm, he had never complained about the pain in front of her. But he said it was painful at this moment, surely the pain

could not help sighing in relief as the contact of her hand with his body had made him feeling extremely

indeed suffered from severe injuries, he would have been cured by Amelia's hand