Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 770

After confirming that what he saw was true, Patrick glanced at the anxious Amelia and asked with a poker face, "Say. What happened to your arm? Why do you have bruises, lumps, and needle holes?" His expression was stern and ruthless, as if his private possession was hurt and trespassed without his permission.

Amelia wanted to ask him the same question!

All she did was just to donate a little blood to Abner, didn't she?

Then why was her arm bruised and swollen?

Staring at her ghastly arm, it only dawned on Amelia that this was the reason why she felt uncomfortable and unease whenever she used her hand this evening. It turned out that her arm was injured...

Feeling the fingers on her forearm tightening on her as if it was announcing Patrick's limited patience, Amelia, who just came back to her senses, hurriedly explained, "It's just some external injury. It's no big deal!"

Patrick continued to glare at her, his voice terrifyingly cold when he asked, "Did Kaiden hurt you?"

To him, the weirdest part about her arm was not the bruises and lumps, but the needle hole!

He had no idea what she did when she was out of his sight!

Sensing Patrick's unconcealed murderous intent in his tone when he mentioned Kaiden, Amelia shook her head in fear and expressed, "It's not him!"

"Then who?"

"No one hurt me!"

Sweeping his gaze across the furrow between her brows, Patrick replied in a faint yet steely tone, "Don't tell me you jabbed yourself with a needle?"

pondered about whether she should tell him the truth, Patrick's phone rang

her a chance to escape from this situation. She then pointed to his trouser pocket and said, "Your phone

Oh no...

Amelia was seriously doomed.

can disturb

the smile vanished, for

willingly donated blood, while the worst-case scenario was that someone had injected her with poison. However,

she do anything with or to her body without his consent? She should know that she belonged to

strong desire for possession surging in his heart, Patrick raised her

hesitation, "It's dirty!" Her other hand was eager to shove away the top

mid-air, Patrick's huge palm

on the mattress in a submissive position with one hand raised and

hand in the air was numb from Patrick's kiss, while the other was hurting from how

eyes slowly brimmed faint red, then gradually turned into a shade of deep red. Amelia groaned and tried to persuade

her wound on the crook of her arm, Patrick finally

and only when he met

moment from the way he looked at her, for the pain in his eyes were

to tell him about the heroic deed she did today. However, when she heard his next sentence, the words stuck in

moved, touched,

nod at his request and delegate some of her burden to him, letting him help

from agreeing was not

her lack of response would infuriate him, Amelia finally replied with a hint of insistence in her voice, "If you wish to invest in

he would lose all of his wealth, as long as she said 'yes', he was willing to offer her everything. And right