Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 129

Amelia thought that Patrick wouldn't ask her more if she kept silent, but he continued to say, "Let me guess. He tore apart the dress because he wanted to caress your leg!"

Amelia was so angry that she turned her head and glared at Patrick, "Not every man is as dirty as you!"

"Am I dirty? Do you think that Milton is a good man?" Patrick sneered and reached his hand into Amelia's bathrobe. While she was panting, he said fiercely, "Now let me tell you how a man will treat a woman whose skirt was torn!"

"No!" Amelia's face was hot. She said angrily, "You said that you won't make love with me tonight!"

Patrick's heart didn't soften, "Anyway, I'm despicable and shameless in your heart. I don't have to keep my word."

Amelia's unwillingness completely made Patrick want to force her. He tied her hands with his belt, and then took off her bathrobe...

After confirming that Amelia didn't have sex with another man with his eyes and fingers, Patrick pulled the quilt and covered her body.

He kissed her trembling lips and said coldly, "Mrs. Hopper, you'd better not let other men touch you, or I'll let you know how angry I am."

Amelia didn't come back to earth for a long time.

Although he didn't really have sex with her, the feeling of being examined all over her body made her tremble.

She had no way to resist him because he was much stronger than her.

Seeing her trembling, Patrick knew that he had scared her, but he really couldn't control himself. As long as he thought that Milton might do something to her, he was...

So angry...

Patrick frowned and told himself that he just didn't want to lose to Milton.

After a long time, when Amelia was about to fall asleep, Patrick suddenly said, "I'll take you back to the Ramsay Family tomorrow. You said that you want to send moon cakes to your father."

Amelia opened her eyes slightly, and she said in a dull voice, "No. I've been there."

"With Milton?" Patrick stared at Amelia's indifferent face and asked stiffly.

After a moment of silence, just as Patrick thought that Amelia had fallen asleep, she said softly, "Yes..."

He felt angry again. It took him quite a while to suppress his anger, because no matter how angry he was, Amelia could sleep safe and sound.

The next day.

When Patrick woke up, Amelia was no longer in bed. He looked at the wall clock and found it was time to work.

When he turned over and got out of bed, he tripped over something soft. He looked down and found that it was the broken dress, which made him in a bad mood.

He seldom sent gifts to women except Sissi, but Amelia was the first woman who ruined his gift.

He was so angry that he kicked the dress to the corner and didn't want to see it.

When he came to the kitchen on the first floor, there was no breakfast on the table, which made his mood worse.

He sat in the living room with growling belly. When he was about to pick up the remote control and watch TV, he accidentally saw the moon cakes on the table.

His face turned cold. The moon cake box was exquisitely packed but strange. Obviously, it was not distributed by Roxxon Corporation.

Could it be sent by Milton? He must want to please Amelia!

When Patrick went out, he took the box away with revenge and threw it into the trash can.

In the evening, Amelia searched everywhere but didn't find the moon cake. Patrick sat on the sofa calmly and observed her anxious expression.

The more anxious she was, the happier Patrick felt.

Finally, Amelia had to ask him for help, "Have you seen a moon cake box? A square-shaped one."

Patrick pretended to be confused and said, "Is there

a moon cake box in our house? I didn't see it."

Amelia bit her lip and said in confusion, "It's impossible. I put it on this table last night. How could it disappear?"

With a snort, Patrick began to read the magazine on the table, "Isn't it just a shabby moon cake box? What's so precious about it? Forget it if it's lost. Why are you anxious?"

Hearing it, Amelia retorted excitedly, "You're wrong! It is very important to me. I must find it!"

As if he was stimulated, Patrick stood up from the sofa and looked at her coldly, "Then how did you treat the dress I gave you? You threw it on the ground like a garbage."

Feeling his anger, Amelia said in a low voice, "I don't want to quarrel with you. Just tell me, did you hide my moon cakes?"

Seeing that all Amelia cared about were the moon cakes, Patrick became even more annoyed, "Listen carefully, I don't have time to hide your moon cakes. If you have the ability, find it yourself!"

Just as Patrick turned around and was about to go upstairs, Amelia said pitifully, "Patrick, my father sent it to me personally last night. Please give it back to me..."

Patrick stopped and felt regretful. He thought it was sent by Milton!

He turned around and saw her anxious and pleading expression.

Patrick rubbed his eyebrows distressedly. He had thrown the box into the trash can this morning. It must have been taken away by the sanitation workers.

He said, "I accidentally threw it away. I'm sorry."

It was the first time for him to apologize.

Amelia was about to lose temper, but when she head his apology, she suddenly felt better.

Patrick walked to her slowly and said with guilt in his eyes, "Mrs. Hopper, if you want to eat, I'll buy moon cakes for you immedaitely."

Well, although Patrick would not coax her with warm words, he was willing to take practical actions to make up for her. She should be satisfied, shouldn't she?

However, she wondered why he threw the box away, "Why did you throw it away?"

Patrick lied, "I hate its packaging."

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That was why he threw it away? He was so willful!

She opened her mouth and was about to give him a lecture, but his mobile phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

He raised his index finger to beckon her not to speak for the time being, and then took out the phone.