Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 657

On that topic, Sissi's tone softened, and even her breathing became cautious. "Did I call at the wrong time?"

His gaze unconsciously drifted to the master bedroom door again. After he was sure that Amelia would not open the door suddenly, Patrick mumbled, "No."

"That's good." He could hear Sissi's relief through the phone. "I assume you're home by now. It's so quiet over there."

"Yea, I'm home." Patrick massaged the furrow that formed between his brows.

Sissi smiled, then said, "Then I won't bother you from getting intimate with your wife. Good night."

"Good night." Patrick responded briefly.

The time it took to exchange the few words on the phone was already pushing the limit of what he could tolerate.

After the call, Patrick walked to the door and opened it, his face as tranquil as usual. As soon as the door was pushed open, Patrick saw Amelia sitting on the ledge by the window and looking up into the night sky.

He did not know if he was imagining it, but her eyes looked especially lonesome, which gave his heart an inexplicable wrench!

Not only that, but her sitting posture was also alarming to him! It was even sending out signals that indicated it was of the gravest danger!

He strode over quickly and shouted out, "Amelia Ramsay! What are you doing over there? Get down!"

Amelia had just wanted to feel the night breeze on her face to dispel her inner frustrations. Her grasp on the windowsill shook from Patrick's sudden roar and her upper body trembled violently.

"Be careful!"

Amelia's sway on the windowsill almost threw Patrick out of his mind.

He rushed over and tried to hold her, but it was too late.

hopped down from

Amelia's fair, smooth ankles. Patrick, who just snapped back from reverie, grappled her shoulders at once

size of your enormous stomach?" "Hiss..." Amelia inhaled

said in an unusually calm tone, "Calm down." F*ck! Why was he being comforted by someone who almost

was difficult for Patrick to calm down from his

the core of the matter with a

the second floor, even if she had the worst

convince him. He then added, "What if you

it. "I was just sitting there for some fresh air and to clear my thoughts a little. It's

you had to sit there in the middle of the night and bask in the freezing wind? Tell me, and I'll take care of it

she had told

man can't interfere in the thoughts of a woman. The

this world that I can't have a

replied to him with a slight smirk on her lips. And then she turned around to look in the direction of the window

what she did at all, which infuriated Patrick. "Amelia!

isn't it?" In contrast to his concern, irritation, and fury,

on Patrick's

coming soon?" She was finally willing to

He wanted to talk about the importance of safety with her, not to discuss the

do you think? Should I wear a flared top with long pencil pants or a waistfitting, knitted dress? And should I wear a bracelet or earrings for accessories? Hmm, should I go for pumps or stiletto

first time, Patrick had no idea what

this topic for the

raised her brow and asked with a laugh, "Didn't you say you wanted

facial features scrunched up in a bunch. "This is what you're

head slightly and asked him back, "Yea, am I not allowed

clamoured in disbelief, "You sat by the window, with an incredibly depressing look on your