Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 821

Reading between the lines, Paisley felt that Amelia had something to deal with and so she did not rush into asking further. From the corner of her eye, there were suitcases and all kinds of daily necessities in the living room, and it suddenly dawned on her that it had something to do with the scandalous photos about Patrick she saw from the magazine some time ago.

Coupled with the situation inside and outside the house, Paisley felt that she seemed to have understood something.

"Those men in black outside the house must have been deliberately arranged by Patrick in order to prevent Amelia from leaving home," she thought.

"Mr. Hopper really was putting in a lot of effort to protect Amelia It was as if he was protecting a treasure." Paisley thought to herself, laughing inwardly.

Glancing at the sleeping Patrick, Amelia could feel her worries growing inside her. She blinked her eyes and hid her emotion well. Then she said to Paisley, "I have to trouble you to deal with the rest of the things. I should go back first."

Paisley stopped her and said, "Wait! Don't you see the bodyguards guarding outside? If you go out like this, they will definitely find out."

Amelia thought for a moment and felt that Paisley might have misunderstood something. "Don't worry. I'm not imprisoned this time. To be precise... I have been expelled."

She glanced at the self-mocking expression on Amelia's face. Before Paisley could throw another question at her, she had already left with her suitcase.

When Patrick woke up from his dizziness, he found himself in the master bedroom. Before he could clear his thoughts, he called out, "Mrs. Hopper...". However, the only response to him was the silence in the room.

Lifting his hand to rub his hot glabella, Patrick thought about the things that happened earlier. "Is everything that happened with Amelia today a dream?" At this time, the door was opened from the outside. Patrick's sharp eyes immediately swept over, but he saw that the person who came in was...Paisley. It seemed that he was not dreaming. Amelia had indeed been here earlier.

Paisley noticed that Patrick's eagerness immediately faded away after seeing her. She entered the room with the medicine and rolled her eyes, "What's with the favoritism? It's me who cools you down and gives you the injection. And it's also me who gives you medicine. Besides, we haven't seen each other for so long. Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Patrick's lips twitched. After a while, he asked, "Where is she?"

Paisley was amused. In the past, Mr. Hopper was willing to glance at her. However, the current Mr. Hopper was completely addicted to Mrs. Hopper. There was no place in his heart for any woman.

Putting the cup and pills on the bedside table, Paisley casually pulled a chair and sat down. Her beautiful face was full of mockery, "She went back some time ago...and before going back, she even entrusted you to me. She is not worried at all that I as someone who once had a secret crush on you will do something to the unconscious you."

Patrick could not help but frowned. Amelia had left him even she knew

about to throw it to the ground when he heard Paisley say, "I advise you to think

Patrick's hand froze in

pack that Amelia put on for him. But if he threw it away, he would really think that it was a waste. After a

can you tell me if you would pick

you find it disgusting?" Patrick finally said the first sentence to her, but he was full of

"Disgusting? I don't think

come into contact with shit and urine

asked, "Who sent me back

help from her," thought

"Oh, your two

be a wishful

teeth.

his breathing, he asked, "Before Amelia left, did she ask you

Paisley answered honestly, "No."

Patrick

then mocked, "Hey, I really don't know you anymore. Who is this old

started to

leave at any time, but you

the quilt and

What a childish lad!

walked out of

Moments later....

"Hello?"