Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 979

When Amelia's trachoma was triggered, it would be accompanied by an obvious symptom which was itchiness.

This kind of itch was not like the itch on one's skin, but instead, it felt more like an itching in one's heart. No matter how much one rubbed it, it was useless.

Patrick stared at Amelia rubbing her eyes consistently and he came to the conclusion that Amelia wanted to use this method to try to get away from him.

He subsequently used his hand to grab her small fingers and stared at her teary eyes which had become slightly red and reminded, "Do you still remember what your decision was?"

When Patrick asked this question, it was comparable to asking a student what their dream was.

Amelia, who had just finished rubbing her eyes, felt that they started to itch again. She was eager to dismiss Patrick and refuted, "I know, I know. I said that I'd sleep with you. Let go of me already!" "Correct!" Patrick let go of her with satisfaction.

However, Amelia began to rub her eyes again.

Upon seeing this, Patrick could not help but asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. You can go about your own business. Don't worry about me," Amelia assured him as she resumed her rubbing.

Instinctively, Patrick thought that the fact that she rubbed her eyes was because she felt sleepy. With a bridal carry, he transported her to his personal lounge in an instant.

Amelia did not bother rejecting his advances. When finally Patrick placed her on the bed, she finally could not endure it anymore and asked, "Patrick, do you have any eye drops?"

As she spoke, Amelia took a chance to shoot a glance at him.

It was also this time that Patrick realized that her eyes were bloodshot. His expression suddenly changed.

"Wait a minute, stop rubbing them." Patrick came back to his senses and reached out to constrain Amelia's restless hand while asking, "Do you have eye complications?"

Disheartened, Amelia explained, "I was diagnosed with mild trachoma from a physical examination in my school when I was young, but it has never been so itchy as it is now. I think the wind was too strong and I was blown at for too long... Well, I think that's enough information for you. Do you have eye drops, Patrick?"

Though Patrick had been working for a long time and he indeed had some eye drops located on his desk, this did not mean that it could be used to cure Amelia's trachoma.

"Let's go, I'll take

it that

believe me, take a look

of bed

her this time. Her eyes were so bloodshot that it was comparable to a

eyes were also as red

move. He was puzzled when he saw how

there is joy in hardship." While Amelia

"Do you think we're

how you use proverb 'on the same boat'. I would say that this is part of the hardships we face as husband and wife." Amelia was not interested in flirting with him, so she covered her eyes once again and cried

immediately

while, he went to the wardrobe, opened it, and fished out a pair of sunglasses from the inside. He turned to Amelia and instructed, "Put them on first so that you won't

thought that Patrick made sense, so

tailored for men, as soon as she put them on, they immediately slipped down and her rabbit-red eyes

this, Patrick quickly reached out to help her adjust

lips and whined, "Don't you have any shades

asked rhetorically, "Do you want me to hide a pair of women's sunglasses

taken aback and did

they were yours,

Patrick's hands dropped down from her ears. She did not know what method he used but the sunglasses

Amelia's pair of red eyes which were

several receptionists at the front desk greeting them with a smile, "Good afternoon Mr. Hopper and Amelia!" Patrick walked towards the entrance with a cool face as if he had not heard

Amelia suddenly spoke up, "Patrick, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. Can you get the

and asked with faint concern, "Amelia, are you

honestly okay!" Amelia feigned a smile. Noticing that Patrick was still worried, she shyly lowered her voice and reassured him, "Women will always

across Patrick's handsome features as he nodded, indicating

that he was still standing there, Amelia felt a little anxious and

on to Amelia's conflicted feelings, he would

hurriedly replied, "You don't have to wait for