Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 864

"Where's your cell phone?" Amelia felt uneasy over Patrick towering her.

Amelia grumbled, "You've already gotten me back! Why would you still want to confiscate my phone? Ouch!"

Patrick gave her a forceful strike on her forehead before she could finish her words.

He sneered, "What have you been thinking? I was just about to call Alice so that she could send your belongings over."

"Oh..."

Amelia subconsciously reached out to her pocket only to find herself changing her mind in a split second, "Hold on! Why should I listen to you after you spanked my ass? No deal unless you let me spank yours!"

"Come on, girl. My ass is too sturdy for your soft hand." Laughing, he could not help tousling her hair.

Amelia struggled to shove his hand off but to no avail. As a result, her silky smooth hair was so messed that it could be comparable with Rick's kennel.

Amelia was infuriated when she thought of how

Nora, Paisley and Scarlett had been pampered by their beloved partners.

Reverting her thought back to herself, all she could remember was Patrick and his uncourteous manner. Not only had he just spanked her ass and struck her forehead, but he was even messing with her hair! "Stop it! Stop messing with me!" Amelia could feel her hair being torn apart from her scalp.

Patrick paused his movement of hand victoriously before he uttered, "Cell phone."

Amelia glared at him before she unwillingly handed over it to him.

Even if he had reached out to her phone, Patrick continued to hold Amelia as a hostage as if she was going to run for her life as soon as he released her.

did no more ravage to her hair. Lowering his gaze to the phone screen, he managed to find Alice's number swiftly and dialed it, "Aunt Alice, there's a head-up regarding Amelia and I..." After Patrick had delivered the good news of them getting back together along with the matter that Amelia had left her belongings at The Ramsay Mansion, Alice promised that Amelia's belongings would be sent over

to have taken

in an euphoric mood that one could tell that he was

call was over, Patrick tousled Amelia's hair again and informed her satisfactorily,

kept her thought to herself. She wondered how could he call out Alice's name uncourteously now while a moment ago

At approximately 10.00p.m..

"It seems like we got a visitor here. Do you want to

his sight all the time, his hands were pinning her

time at the broadcast guest's comedic performance. With her hand holding the glass of milk

up Amelia. He wondered why would Amelia still try every way possible to keep distance from

moved by her reminder that Amelia had to break the silence again. She shot a glance at Patrick who was now gazing

cleared his throat in embarrassment after she had caught him staring. He replied casually, "I'll

thought of following over to check her belongings. After all, she did not think that Alice

his hands, Patrick stood up right away. As a result of this, Amelia's legs

as she had her feet on the ground, Amelia could tell that she was not used to this

floor had long been removed since the early spring, so she could only feel the coldness of the marbled floor reaching her nerve through her feet. She had to admit that it was indeed

this, Amelia withdrew her legs so that she could pull her knees closer to herself while waiting

door, his hand reached out to the door knob and opened the door. Although he barely knew them, he could

the luggage with a mermaid cartoon printed on it lying next to the

of them startled before

was hard to tell their facial expression in the gloomily dark surrounding at night. Otherwise, they would find themselves in troubles if

brief reply, it was apparent that

excitement.

down and carried Amelia's suitcase at ease. Turning around,

look, the two girls had the door shut close at their faces. Both of

should go back now." It was only then the