Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 839

Bearing this thought in mind, Amelia wanted to push Patrick away but was reluctant to do so all of a sudden.

She added out of the blue, "Go to sleep. I'll accompany you here."

Patrick was surprised for a brief moment but soon came to his senses about what was going on. "You're staying here tonight?"

"No." Amelia scratched her cheek and answered bluntly, "I'm leaving after you fall asleep."

The smile on Patrick's lips froze, but when he remembered her head-strong, unfaltering insistence after she made up her mind, all he could do was swallow the threat at the tip of his tongue and said, "Alright. Remember what you just said."

After that, Amelia did not need to mention anything else for Patrick to change their position into lying down on their sides, facing each other. One of his arms was still around her waist, but at least the intention to punish her ceased.

Patrick realized that he had been doting on her more and more this recently.

If it was in the past and he had the urge, he would not care whether or not she would get sick because of him and would relieve himself before anything else.

Being held in Patrick's arms, Amelia did not dare to move. After saying, "Let's sleep," she did not say anything more.

Five minutes later, she noticed the breath blowing on her forehead gradually slowed down into a peaceful rhythm. A sense of relief then emerged on her face.

Did he fall asleep?

She raised her line of sight slightly but was not met with an asleep Patrick.

He was looking at her, their eyes locked with each other as if he was watching over her instead of the other way round.

her cheeks as they burned and asked confusedly, "Why... Why aren't you asleep

was evidently

Patrick put his other hand behind his back and pinched

eyes quickly turned red. She frowned and touched the corners of his

his decision to pinch

shut his eyelids while clumsily coaxing him, "Be good and close your eyes. Don't worry. I'll

eyes with her hand, there was a gap between her fingers, from which Patrick saw Amelia's face through the glimmer of light. She was cooing him as if she was talking to a child and looked unusually serious while she did so. Well, she was really

she whispered to him, "Why don't I hold you? You don't have to

confounded and thought there must be a hole in her brain.

curled upward into a self-deprecating smile. Actually, he was, in fact, afraid that once

Amelia had put her arms around his waist and pulled

To avoid being engulfed by his desires, he had purposely maintained a distance from her. When she had buried herself in his arms, their skin was

the first time Patrick was not overwhelmed with lustful thoughts about indulging her, and he had no idea why. Her body was a fatal attraction to him, but at this instance, the only thing he wanted was to hold her soft and warm body as he

in Patrick, it was immediately extinguished. He could not allow Amelia to leave like this. She had

who was covering Patrick's eyes with her palm, began feeling something

close his eyes, his top and bottom eyelashes

went back and forth like this more than a dozen times, and Patrick's thick eyelashes tickled

and clenched her fist from the itchiness. She then asked the man in front of her, whose eyes were wide open, "Why don't you go to sleep? Are you feeling uncomfortable from my hug? Or... You're not feeling well? Should I call

even more hesitant to let her go.

Amelia became even more worried. "I'm so different from you. I get incredibly sleepy whenever I'm sick or have a fever! Your body can only get the rest it needs if you take a rest. But you...you can't even fall asleep! Hmm, this is bad! I'll go and find

her soft cheeks with his stubble and said, "This