Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

At the sight of this, Patrick could not tell whether he was in fact happy or disappointed.

Amelia was stubborn as usual. He could not possibly expect her to tear up in front of her own husband like any other ordinary woman.

When Amelia was preparing for dinner in the kitchen, Patrick showed up himself.

She could not help feeling uncomfortable. In fact, she wished that Patrick would disregard the promise that he made to her just like what he used to do in the past.

Initially, she thought of leaving everything behind for him so that she could flee from the kitchen.

However, she got rid of this thought as soon as she remembered Patrick's cooking skills. Hence, putting aside what happened earlier, she had to stay and get the dinner done.

Despite the silent treatment that was still ongoing between the two of them, they managed to work together harmoniously and get the dinner served.

It only took Patrick a couple of days time to tell from her expression regarding the amount of seasonings that he was required to put in his cooking. Even Amelia was surprised at the speed that he picked up cooking.

Upon gathering herself from such thought, Amelia pulled out a chair and began to have her dinner in lightning speed. Subsequently, she washed her dishes before leaving to her bedroom without turning back.

She had not forgotten the bruises that she got all over her wrists and neck. They were still waiting for her to nurse on them. Otherwise, she was going to be gossiped about by whoever came across her bruises the next day at work.

What was more, she had to go back to The Hopper Mansion tomorrow. Having in mind the lack of trust that Howard had towards Patrick, most probably he was going to think that she had been abused by Patrick.

Although the truth was Patrick had indeed abused her.

Upon returning to the secondary bedroom, Amelia locked her room door before she threw herself into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she put on a bathing robe and stepped out from the bathtub.

Just as she was tiptoeing and about to took a glance at her neck with the help of the reflection of the mirror, she thought that she heard an inaudible shuffling sound coming from the room.

Even so, she convinced herself that it was only her illusion.

After all, she remembered that she had already locked her room door.

Besides, it was unlikely for Patrick to come and bother her anymore after putting her in a state of mess earlier.

At the thought of this, she continued to scrutinize herself through the mirror in relief.

there were patches of red marks and bruises on her right neck. In contrast,

one mark on her neck. In that case,

she had no other choice but to cover it up

I should apply some ointment

it might recover

tried to convince herself this way. She straightened her bath robe and subsequently turned

soon as she opened

man who was sitting on her bed. When she finally realized the danger associated with the presence of this man, Patrick had already marched towards her and

gaze and looked at her, she could not

stare from her, Patrick

front of him had never smiled at him. All she had for him was just anger and distance. "Amelia, you'd better listen to me. Do as what

could say anything, Patrick had already dragged her out from the

was only then Amelia saw the ointment meant for

amused, "Aren't you the one who caused the bruises? Now

you honestly think I'm doing this for you? If you're going to meet Gramps with all your bruises tomorrow, they are going to think that I

of them shared the

you did abuse me. Aren't you going to admit what had

able to stand right in front of me now. You will be rushed to the

I never know that there

her. Even so, he remained expressionless as he emphasized, "I'll say it one more time, this does not amount to

snorted, "What is this

"My love for you." Although he admitted to himself that he lost control in providing her

in silence for some time before

ud

hickeys and bite marks on her neck was exposed at the sight of Patrick She questioned him, Then what are these on my

to s

triumphed at what he had done. He replied satisfactorily, "Still

if I need him to love

Amelia hissed, "I thought that I

by a dog..." Patrick rephrased after her before he

that I'm as loyal and protective as

Amelia

been brainwashing her brother Patrick into learning