Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 769

After the trip from Timothy Village, Amelia had since treated Huxton as a friend. And sometimes, she even forgot that he also was Patrick's subordinate...

Listening to Patrick's analysis, Amelia could not help asking herself if she was really in the wrong.

Was she overstepping by disregarding Patrick's intention and the orders he gave to Huxton, even though she had done so with goodwill?

"Wait a minute. That's not right!" thought Amelia.

She was the reason why Huxton was punished, so it was only reasonable for her to ask for his punishment to be lifted!

Instead, if she did not do or say anything, it would truly then be against common sense!

"Mr. Hopper, though what you said makes sense, but Huxton only got punished because of me. Secondly, I still stand my ground that I don't think he'll betray you, so..."

Under his cold gaze, Amelia's voice faltered with each word she said.

She eventually realized that this was not the time to argue with Patrick because sometimes, there was no room to negotiate with this man. He wanted to punish Huxton, but she wanted to protect him. It was a contradiction itself, so it was hard forthem to see eye to eye.

That was why she had no choice but to say, "Huxton knows he's wrong."

Patrick then asked sharply, "If he knew it, why didn't he find me earlier and admit his wrongdoing?"

Amelia added casually, "He has already prepared a spread full of a feast downstairs, waiting to apologize to you!"

Patrick glanced at her with ridicule, for he did not think Huxton would come up with such a weak way of apologizing.

If Huxton was sincere about it, he would have kneeled on the ground and let Patrick beat him to his heart's content for his mistake!

Turning his gaze away, Patrick uttered indifferently, "I don't accept his apology."

Amelia was slightly angered. "Why are you like this? You're so stubborn!"

An outrage appeared on her small face, which made her expression looked more vivid. Patrick could not help but raised his hand and cupped her blushing, tender face. He was caressing her supple cheeks when he asked slowly, "Then, what do you want me to do?"

Amelia's face was itching from his touch. Amelia then grabbed the hand that was touching all over her face and said, "I want you to eat the dinner that Huxton prepared!"

After pondering for a while, Patrick said miraculously, "That won't be a problem..."

Amelia's nervous expression softened at once.

But Patrick then gave her a sidelong glance and said. "Just that after dinner, he has to continue standing outside the house."

"No way!" Amelia was stunned for a second before hurriedly continuing, "If you eat Huxton's dinner, it means that you forgive him. But if you still plan to punish him, then you can't eat it!"

"Do you think I care about his cooking?" Hearing her calling Huxton's name in such a friendly way, Patrick's hand around her waist pulled her towards him retaliatingly, and satisfyingly hearing Amelia's whine.

Her moan was so sweet that it sounded like she was humming a melodic tune, her half-sobbing state hooked on his soul in an instant!

If she would serve herself as the 'dinner' and bring herself to him, maybe he would consider letting Huxton off.

After all, Patrick punished Huxton for two reasons.

Firstly, he wanted to vent his anger. Secondly, he wanted to stir up the guilt in Amelia's heart for her to come to him obediently and let him do whatever he wanted to her.

Amelia cursed Patrick in silence when Patrick yanked her to him with such force. She was pregnant, what if the baby slipped out? It would be impossible for him to compensate her then!

After that, Amelia felt depressed and frustrated when she recalled that Huxton had met with such an undeserving disaster because of her.

Looking at the man who refused to yield to her, she decided to play cunning and said, "I was the one who came home late, and I was the one who decided to let Huxton in. I was also the one who lied to you into making you open the door. I'll bear the punishment on Huxton's behalf!"

The look in Patrick's eyes darkened. "Are you really willing to take his place and be punished?"

"Yes!" said Amelia right away, accepting the punishment to stand outside the house!

Upon hearing her determined reply, Patrick wasted no time, leaned towards her, and latched his lips onto her.

He continued to take her in... Sipping her...

He was set on making her hum that soul-stirring melody for him...

Amelia was taken aback.

It was not until a moment later that it came to her that they had not concluded Huxton's issue. If so, what was Patrick throwing himself at her, biting her for?

Enraged, she bit him back.

Her 'passionate' response sparked fireworks in Patrick's eyes, and he entangled himself with her even more unceremoniously.

Forgetting their intended purpose, they stood at the edge of the corridor, kissing each other at the top of the stairs...

It was not until Amelia was carried off the floor by Patrick did she realized from a blur that she had landed herself in a bad situation.

Her voice was no longer impassive but full of eagerness when she asked, "What... What are you going to do?"

Licking the corner of his alluring lips, Patrick replied with his husky voice, "Didn't you say you want to get punished for Huxton?"

Amelia then rested her somewhat dizzying head on his chest and blurted out a question that was irrelevant to the graceful atmosphere at the moment, "You punish Huxton by kissing him? Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Hugging him?"

After a long silence, Amelia's words earned a simple reply from Patrick, "Don't think I'll stop just by saying that."

After sending the master bedroom door flying with a kick, Patrick made his way to the edge of the bed with Amelia in his arms, then placed her on their bed.

"Uh... Don't get impulsive..." Amelia was thinking of the baby in her belly and quickly refused Patrick.

In silence, Patrick then tore off Amelia's clothes collar with ease, exposing her delicate, dainty collarbone with their wedding ring hanging in the middle of it.

Catching sight of the wedding band, Patrick's expression melted. Picking the ring up with his index finger, he lowered his head and laid a gentle kiss on it.

Though his kiss was devoid of physical contact with her, his behaviour made Amelia's heart tremble, as if his kiss had branded her heart.

As soon as the kiss stopped, Patrick slowly put his hand back and slid the wedding ring back to the centre of Amelia's clavicles.

Before Amelia had time to calm down, Patrick's slender and flawless hands had climbed onto her shoulders and were about to strip her off her shirt from her opened collar.

She could not let that happen!

She wanted to push his huge and wild hands away in reflex, but Patrick held onto one of Amelia's cuffs.

Seeing that she was not willing to cooperate, he tugged at her sleeve quite savagely and ended up tearing off her sleeve as well...

This rip was good for Patrick, and he was even gleeful at the thought that he would tear off her clothes wherever she moved next.

But when he noticed the bruises at the crook of Amelia's arm, his fiery passion was met with an abrupt pause, leaving behind only a frightening chill!

Snapping back to his senses, he then pulled her arm before him to inspect more closely...