Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 817

The men in black shook their heads one after another. If Mr. Hopper knew that they were going to touch his

wife's clothes, there would be a punishment far worse than death awaited them. Amelia bit her lower lips and

said, "This doesn't work and that doesn't work either. Patrick is not here. Can't you just make an exception?"

The man in black said, "Madam, sir has been at hall the time."

Amelia scoffed. "Don't you lie to me, okay?"

The scene where Patrick left her to chase after Sissi the previous night had been deep-rooted in her mind!

She did not believe that Patrick would not have taken advantage of such a chance to have fun.

Just as the man in black was about to open his mouth to prove his master's innocence, a cold, displeased voice

cfrom behind them. "What's all the noise about this early in the morning?" It was Patrick!

Amelia stared at Patrick who was walking towards her. He was bluntly looking back at her and teased, "Thought

you were a woman of integrity? It's been

only one night and you can no longer stand it?"

The man in black next to him did not dare to tell the truth. His face that was full of vicissitudes and dejection

looked much more like he was the one who could not stand it anymore. Amelia, on the other hand, had a rosy

complexion.

Amelia glanced at the hostile Patrick and was about to speak when he snorted. "If you can't stand it and want to

cback, just say it. What's with the hesitation."

Amelia raised her eyebrows, wondering which part of her gave Patrick such an illusion.

She pursed her lips and said, "I cback to pack my luggage."

Patrick's eyes turned cold. It seemed that he was mistaken. This woman was determined to go against him!

If that was the case, she could not blhim for being heartless. "Begthen. Otherwise, | won't let you take

anything away from Land of Fragrance."

Amelia could not hide her anger and said, "I bought those clothes and jewelry myself. You don't have the right to

keep them, do you?"

Patrick remained unmoved. "They're now in Land of Fragrance. Of course, they're mine." "Are you a robber?"

Amelia blurted out. "You still don't know who | am?" Patrick crossed his arms over his chest, as if he approved of

the title she had just given him. Amelia gritted her teeth and asked, "Shouldn't you at least return my bank

book? Your name, Patrick, isn't on it!"

At this moment, Patrick's eyes were sharp and threatening. "Why? Get your bank book back so that you could

feed Huxton?"

Amelia's beautiful eyes sparkled with anger. "Don't look down on anyone! Apart from being your butler, there are

many other jobs that Huxton can do. Don't think that he can't live without you!"

Patrick sneered and said, "Since you're so confident in him, why do you insist on letting him cback to Land

of Fragrance? He can always find other jobs."

Amelia clenched her fists and said, "Don't you understand? Being your butler is the only job that can make

Huxton happy!"

Patrick shot her a jealous glance. "You're wrong, aren't you? He's your butler now."

Amelia was stunned for a moment, then she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take him as my butler. You let him come

back, and I'll pay for his salary in the future!"

Patrick's face darkened and he approached Amelia in a few steps. He raised his hand and saw her face turn away

subconsciously. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

When their eyes met, he asked in a cold voice, "Didn't you just say that you're not supporting him?"

There was a hint of annoyance on her face. Amelia scolded, "You're sick!"

Patrick thought to himself, "Am | not? Otherwise, | wouldn't be able to ruthlessly drive away my loyal subordinate

just because of you!" Looking down at the woman who would drive him crazy sooner or later, Patrick grabbed

her delicate wrist and glared at her, "Cwith me!" Noticing that Patrick seemed to want to drag her into the

Land of Fragrance, Amelia asked warily, "What are you doing?" Patrick dragged her inside and said without

looking back, "Don't you want to get your luggage back? I'll help you then!" The negative vibes from him made

Amelia felt dangerous. She then shouted, "Ah no! | don't feel like wanting it anymore!" Patrick turned around and

said sullenly, "Amelia, this is not a place where you can cand leave whenever you want!" Was she seriously

thinking about leaving after ruining his good mood in the early morning? He had to make her pay for it.

Seeing the murderous aura around his body, Amelia did not want to go in. Being with this wolf in the sroom,

it was not hard to imagine what she would end up with.

She suddenly thought of something and said, "Patrick, perhaps I should remind you that you are breaking the

rules If you insist on draggingin now, I'll take it as a 'yes' that Huxton can cback and continue to be a

butler!"

Patrick stopped dead in his tracks. Indeed, he had said that unless Amelia personally dismissed Huxton, she

would not be allowed to step in the Land of Fragrance in the future.

Was he going to break his own rules now?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and smirked. Then he said to Amelia, "Thank you for reminding me. |

shouldn't have let you 'step in'. Instead, | should..."

He paused. Suddenly, he bent his knees and directly picked her up from the ground.

Looking at the adorable eyes of Amelia, Patrick said, "Now, I'll carry you in my arms. As long as your feet don't

touch the ground, it's not considered 'step in' anyway. Then there will be no violation." As soon as his voice fell,

he walked straight into the house.

The men in black stared at one another.

One of them grabbed his ear and said, "Did you just hear the wolf's howlI?"

The other man rubbed his eyes. "Really? | saw the fox's tail wagging behind sir's back with malicious intent..."

Another man said, "Hey, let's bet on how long it will take for madam to get out of the house."

"Good idea!" The four men immediately gathered together!

Meanwhile, Patrick, who was holding the dazed Amelia, passed by the living room. Hethen sat down on the

spacious sofa with her in his arms.

She sat on his lap. He placed one hand around her waist and put the other on her back to make her feel more

comfortable.

For an instant, the atmosphere surrounding the two becincredibly intimate.

Provided that Patrick's cold eyes and Amelia's quick, shallow breath were gone...

She tried hard to break away from his grip on her waist using her two delicate hands. Hethen held her even

tighter.

Amelia looked at him uncomfortably. "What do you mean by holdinglike this?"

They were in a state of against each other!

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