Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 907

"You don't need to tell me. I know that!"

Facing Amelia, Patrick raised his hand angrily but did not ring the doorbell. Instead, he unexpectedly covered her red lips and rubbed them hard.

Not long ago, the corners of their lips were rubbed raw by each other's bites. Amelia's wound had finally healed a little. But after Patrick's action, blood started oozing out of the wounds again. She gasped in pain. "Sh*t, Patrick! You..."

It hurt so much that she could not even speak!

She caught a glimpse that Patrick had not put his hand down yet, so she quickly swat his hand away to avoid another sneak attack!

Patrick looked at his hand and glanced at the drops of blood on his fingertip. He then asked Amelia in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"

"Aren't you asking nonsense! Of course, it hurts!" Amelia stared at him angrily. She spoke intermittently because every time she opened her mouth, the tear on her lips would come apart. She was furious, but she had to take out a tissue and put it by her lips to stop the bleeding.

"It's good if it hurts." Patrick looked away nonchalantly. He raised his hand and rang the doorbell when Amelia was unprepared.

"Hey!" Amelia shouted angrily. She did not want to be in such a mess in front of her rival in love!

But Patrick did not care. He pressed on the doorbell three times as if he was afraid that the people in the house could not hear him.

Amelia hurriedly took the tissue away from her mouth. She took out a concealer and a small mirror, and began to spread it on her lips with her back facing the door.

Patrick noticed Amelia's movement and commented unceremoniously, "Wretched."

Amelia was busy putting on the makeup and had no time to pay attention to his provocation at all.

Right at this moment, the door opened.

Amelia's mind trembled. She only had a little time to look into the mirror before putting them away. With her sneaky appearance, she really did look wretched. "Patrick..." The person who opened the door was Sissi.

Upon hearing the sound, Amelia turned around and stood beside Patrick calmly, eyeing Sissi from her head to toes.

plumper since the last time they

Sissi, he heard an extremely displeased voice

looked over Sissi's head. He saw Howard, who was sitting on the sofa and glaring

gave him

been exposed. There was nothing

him for Sissi's sake, but how dared he

up to slap Patrick and shoo him

lesson? Did he forget how Sissi hurt him in the

Sissi. He asked concernedly, "Did my

did not say a word, her pitiful look made even Amelia unable to bear it

Amelia would have thought that Howard was the old b*stard who came to make trouble in a weak woman's house! "Don't worry.

was like the voice of a thousand angels.

express her disdain with a click of

very soft, but was heard by the two

frowned and thought to himself, "Am I being

ignore Amelia. She looked at her and nodded politely. "Ms.

don't worry about me. I'm

Sissi's expression froze.

the corner of Patrick's forehead.

and looked

her mood. "Patrick, Ms. Amelia Ramsay, please

Patrick...

Ms. Amelia Ramsay...

she addressed them showed

stealthily across Sissi's

Howard do if he knew? Would he ask Sissi to

was, since Sissi was pregnant,