Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 719

It was laughable that Patrick would have this kind of moment too!

Like a comical clown he was, he put on a show in front of her, when in fact, she had known everything.

Listening to the lack of care he showed towards this and even sounded as if he was mocking her, a chill flooded her heart as she clutched the seat underneath her and inhaled a big mouthful of air... After a long while, she asked, "Since you love her so much, have you ever thought about giving her a status?"

Patrick's frown deepened. He pulled out the hand that Amelia had been keeping in her trouser pocket since she entered the car and held her arm tightly, asking with a stern visage, "What do you f*cking mean by that?"

Amelia lifted her misted gaze, and she was surprised when she caught sight of his purlicue that was bandaged in white gauze. Was he injured?

After her worry had subsided, she hurriedly averted her eyes and tried her best to calm down. "If you do love her so much, we might as well..." "Shut up!" Patrick's face fell even darker. His hand that was grasping around Amelia's arm had slowly started to bleed from the force he exerted, gradually dyeing the cuffs of her sleeves red.

Amelia could feel her bone almost crushing in his strength. Her eyelashes vibrated as she looked up at him with tears glistening in her eyes and asked sorrowfully, "You know what I mean, right?"

And Patrick's reply was to lean over and plant a heavy kiss on her red lips!

Shutting her teary eyes, Amelia very gently cooperated with his barbaric demand.

Because she already regarded this as their final kiss before separation.

Patrick gripped her wrist tightly with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, constantly deepening the kiss under the influence of his extreme anger!

The woman who had taken the initiative to confess her feelings for him, the one who said she would wait for his answer, told him that she wanted to retreat at this moment!

of blood seeped between her lips into her tongue. She groaned uncomfortably, "Oh! No...

his head suddenly and said hoarsely with

Amelia's eyes. How could she believe him when she saw the pictures the paparazzi took of him and Sissi when she went to the Council

almost lost his life at the snowy mountain at Timothy Village

treating her with such importance, how could she believe that they had not rekindled the old affair they

admitted that there was no way she could make up for the memories that Sissi and he had accumulated since their youth even if she tried

for the suffering to continue. She was willing to let go to satisfy their

the cause of her

in her eardrums, there was only a dead-end waiting for her at the

his arms. But his hands were shaking so much for he was afraid that this would be their last hug

two impassive faces sitting in the backseat. He frowned slightly and said, "Sir, madam, we're

belt, and

"Whatever you think happened between Sissi and me, it's not it." Amelia peered at him from the corners of her eyes, her voice sounding soft and harmless,

arched eyebrow and said, "Alright, then

with a straight face and punched in Sissi's

to his cheek and glued his eyes at Amelia,

voice reverberated from the opposite side of the call.

cold face froze over at the

told him what she wanted to say and pleaded to him in a low voice at the end, "Patrick... Can you come and keep me company? I'm home alone.

said something, and a flash of light glinted in Patrick's eyes. He quickly promised, "Okay,

his phone, Amelia slightly leaned back against the Lamborghini for a source

to be angry and worried at the