Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1962

"After all, it's about you. I should come and see."

Amelia said with a smile, "But I think it's not a big deal to see you two are so intimate."

Milton touched the back of his heated ears and giggled, "Maryanne doesn't feel secure, sol..."

"So you? We don't care." Patrick cut in.

Milton looked at him speechlessly.

At this time, Amelia asked, "Have you caught the bad guys?"

Milton nodded. "They've all been caught. When Maryanne has enough rest. I'll accompany her to identify the culprit."

"Okay, if there's anything you need help with, feel free to ask." Although the Ramsay Family could not compare to the Hopper Family, they could still help.

"Okay, I got it." Milton and Amelia didn't say thanks. They could understand each other with just one look.

Upon seeing this, Patrick frowned slightly.

"Since there is no problem here, Mr. Hopper and I will go back first."

Amelia could tell that Maryanne wasn't willing to have any contact with them. In other words, Maryanne wasn't willing to face Patrick.

She could understand Maryanne's feelings.

Patrick had hurt her and helped her. Maryanne should be in a dilemma whether to hate him or be grateful to him.

Hearing that his wife wanted to go back, Patrick couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, I'll send you downstairs," Milton said thoughtfully.

"No." Patrick grabbed Amelia's shoulder and said to Milton in an absolutely possessive manner, "You'd better stay and take care of your girlfriend."

Milton could only look apologetically at Amelia, and she smiled with understanding.

"Mr. Hopper is right. Maryanne has just escaped from danger. You'd better stay with her all the time. Call me if you need anything. Goodbye."

"I will. Goodbye."

Looking at Patrick and Amelia walking away together, Milton could finally stop caring.

It was as if the compass had finally returned to its original position and everyone had found the right direction in life.

★

When Maryanne saw Milton return, she emerged from the blanket. Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she looked at him in tears. "Dear, they... are gone?"

Milton approached her and said, "Yes."

Maryanne breathed a sigh of relief or something. "That... I didn't mean to ignore them. I just didn't know what I had to say to them, especially Patrick. Every time he looked at me, he looked like he was going to tear me apart. I really didn't dare to provoke him."

Milton said, "I know. He hurt you before. It's normal for you to stay away from him."

Maryanne gave a light "hmm" and asked, "By the way, Amelia came specially to visit me. Did you say thank you to her for me?"

Milton nodded, "Yes." In fact, no, but he believed that Amelia would understand.

so she said, "Next time when I have the chance, I'll thank her in person. However, it's

couldn't help but

the courage to identify him. But for Patrick, she avoided him

a part

he reached out to rub her head and said softly, "Don't worry, you will have a

to see that

when it came to personal principles, she would not be able to compare to Amelia for the rest

*

Patrick, who was driving, ask casually, "What were you communicating

put on a strange expression.

pretended not to care. "That

Amelia looked down

guy with the last name Cook." Patrick finally couldn't hold back

call him that guy

snorted. "I

But after tonight's incident, she completely understood that he

had his own pride. He helped Milton and the others, but he still pretended to be disdainful of

awkward look on Patrick's face, but then it became more serious.

eyes. Maybe he wanted to thank me, but he thought that there was no need to be so polite with me, so

guys must have a tacit understanding." Patrick

Amelia suddenly let out a

He hadn't even sighed

glance at him. "I sighed

momentarily stunned. He tried to defend

"What's there

wanted to thank you for this when we get home,

don't want to, so I'll take back what I

resisted the urge to sigh and opposed,

It was just a red light

the brakes and turned to look at

met his gaze and said, "Why are you stopping me? My body belongs to

but if I don't,

Body...

breath, and his hand holding the steering wheel was

intense? However, he

better not! She's giving birth soon, and the safety of her and

the change in his eyes and knew that he had imagined

torture him a little and see if he would

*

The Ramsay residence.

and Patrick immediately unbuckled his

and turned to open the door. However, Patrick was faster than her. He grabbed her hand at once and gently pulled

this time, Amelia's back was in his arms,

about to say it doesn't when he continued to say, "I won't ask you to reward me with your body. You can use your

implied meaning was very obvious, but Amelia pretended to be silly. "Do you mean to massage you

"No, you know it!"

know," Amelia said lazily, "and, no matter what you mean, I said that I won't reward you anymore. You'd better let go of me as soon as possible." Patrick cocked his head and bit her ear as if he was taking revenge on her. After Amelia smiled with her back to him, she said, "It's no use biting my ears." How could Patrick bear to bite it off? He just wanted to lick it over and over again, kiss it, and

her head and prevented him from

I will be angry."

Then he loosened his teeth

"Don't be angry.

I didn't mean it."

"What are