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.

already put her hands on the windowsill and hopped down from it gracefully, her nightgown fluttering in

until the hem of her nightgown floated back down to Amelia's fair, smooth ankles. Patrick, who just snapped back from reverie, grappled her shoulders at once and scolded her, his breathing disordered, "Do you

of your enormous stomach?" "Hiss..." Amelia inhaled sharply, feeling as if her shoulders were getting crushed. Patrick glared at her and growled furiously, "Answer

he being comforted by someone who almost fell off a building? Noticing the lingering fear between his brows, Amelia said with a chuckle, "I

was difficult for Patrick to calm down from his fit

is the second floor." Amelia struck the core of the matter

were on the second floor, even if she had the

good enough to convince him. He then added, "What if you lost an arm or a leg? Do your

some fresh air and to clear

to sit there in the middle of the night

she had told him, he could not

answered coldly, "There's no need. A man can't interfere in the thoughts of a woman. The same goes to you

"There's nothing in this world that

smirk on her lips. And then she turned around to

not seem to care about what she did at all,

coming, isn't it?" In contrast to his concern, irritation, and fury, Amelia's tone remained

The frenzy on

asking you if spring is coming soon?" She was finally

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

"Spring is coming, so, what 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

first time, Patrick had no idea what

the realization that Amelia could go on about this topic for the entire night, he hurriedly interjected, "How can I possibly know

asked with a laugh, "Didn't you say you wanted to know what was on

in a bunch. "This

slightly and asked him back, "Yea,

sat by the window, with an incredibly depressing look on your