Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Of course he could not say that he accidentally hit his face when hitting a mosquito, could he?

Hearing this, Patrick glanced at her and asked with a faint smile, "Oh, are you afraid now? Are you worried that they will come after you?"

Amelia said angrily, "Who says I'm afraid? Don't make it sound like you are the only one who has a handprint on your face, okay? I just don't want to explain much on this matter!"

"Don't worry, they'll only think that you have some kind of fetish in bed."

As he spoke, Patrick forcefully wiped his handsome face which skin tone was uneven with a towel.

This was probably one of the few things that had made him feel defeated apart from his cooking skills!

Amelia clenched her teeth and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of fetish do I have in bed? Would you please make it clear to me, Mr. Patrick?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "What else can it be? Sadism it is! To be more specific, slapping me while showing affections to me..."

As he said this, he threw away the towel and looked at the skin tone of both sides

of his face in the mirror. After he nodded his head out of bare satisfaction, he intended to leave the bathroom.

"Hold on!" Amelia, who was standing at the door of the bathroom, pushed him back as she blushed. "Fine! I'll do it!"

"Oh! Do it? Right now?" Patrick's eyes lit up. He lifted his hand and began to untie his tie.

"Not it!" He made Amelia extremely mad. She showed him the foundation in her palm, pointed at it and said, "The makeup!"

Patrick's face was full of pity. His hands even dropped from his loosened tie. "I thought you were referring to doing some other things."

Amelia was furious and said, "In your dreams!"

Patrick's eyes darkened. "How do you know that I often dreamt of you in my dreams?"

"You..." Amelia's chest heaved heavily. In terms of eloquence, she would never be able to defeat Patrick in her entire life!

Bah!

F*cking entire life!

This was impossible!

divorce him sooner or

Amelia who was lost in thought, Patrick asked curiously, "Mrs. Hopper, what are you thinking

a daze,

after she spoke, Amelia felt that the temperature

short moment in

what you're thinking about!" Patrick frowned deeply. After a moment, he sneered and said, "Then I think you'll

stunned. "What do you mean

fierce tone, "If I don't agree to the divorce for the

clenched her fist and said angrily, "You b*stard!

won't let you have a good time either! If you dare to mention about divorce again, I

already had the thought of dying when being

when she was angry and was ready to raise the foundation in her hand to fight with him, she

way is to use your body and not your fist to give me the most fatal blow while in the most enjoyable moment

verbal attacks from Patrick, Amelia was retreating one

end, seeing him really reached out his hand to drag his tie that was already loosened, Amelia hurriedly said, "Can you stop fooling

and turns, she finally managed to recover Patrick's and her

saw the

was that Ashley was unexpectedly there as well, with Granny Hopper, Nora

Ashley sitting on a tall children's chair. She was staring decently at the cards that her aunt mother and great-grandma played. Then she looked at her own cards carefully, wriggled her little hip and made her decision.

her hands on her head and

Florence was counting the money she had gotten, she winked at Ashley and said, "Thank you Ashley,

count the money and asked in a childish voice, "Aunt Florence, I've helped you win so many rounds. You should pay

out a dozen of notes from her thick pile. "Take them to

you, Aunt Florence!" Ashley happily took them over. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Patrick and Amelia had already

hand, Ashley greeted loudly, "Uncle Patrick, Aunt Amelia, you've finished

yell immediately attracted the other three

Finished making babies?

and almost fell off the last step of the

his hand to grab her waist in time and brought her