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Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 14
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Chapter 14

"Mr. Hopper..." Patrick did not move a muscle but simply looking at her. The girl seemed to have made up her

mind. She arched her back and was ready to give him a kiss. Yet Patrick suddenly frowned and pushed her away.

The girl was startled, Charless speechless, Patrick himself confused...

"What's wrong? Are you even interested in women now?"

As if struck by lightning, Patrick stood still and pondered on this strange question.

The new girl whose kiss was rejected kept her eyes wide open, holding her breath.

"Patrick, are you really..." Charles swallowed his saliva and scanned Patrick from head to toe.

Being doubted his mojo, a horrible storm stirred in Patrick's mind, "I don't have a problem. | was a fracking tiger

when | had sex with Amelia!"

"Who is this, Amelia?"

"That's my wife!"

"Oh, that's her." Charles slapped his forehead in surprise, "Patrick, have you fallen in love with her?"

"Bullsh*t!" Patrick was so angry that he almost swept the wine glass off the table.

Charles rubbed his nose and said, "Letrephrase it, do you only like her body and no one else?"

This made a lot more sense than the first one. Patrick held his arms on the back of the sofa, with his mood

lightened a little. "Maybe."

Charles offered a suggestion in a flash, "You only like her body? That's easy to fix. Just sleep with her a few more

times. Once it starts to get old, you won't have any feelings for her."

Patrick was suddenly enlightened by this piece of advice. He raised his glass and clinked it with Charles’. The

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strong liquor burns his throat so much the heat spread across his entire body. And that heat turned into an

insatiable fire of lust, the desire for Amelia!

The new girl was smart enough to start pouring drinks to the two bosses. Been through high school with Patrick,

Charles went down the memory lane with him, recalling the ups and downs, as if they would never run out things

to talk about.

"By the way, do you remember Ms. Wallace?"

Patrick held his glass a little tighter, and his drunken eyes turned sharp. He shouted a name, "Melissa Wallace!"

Charles obviously drank too much and said, "Yea, yea, it's her. Ms. Wallace was a beauty at that time. So many of

the boys had sexual fantasies about her, including you! Haha!"

With a bang, the delicate wine glass broke into pieces in Patrick's palm. The girl shouted, "Your hand, Mr.

Hopper!"

Patrick, however, did not seem to feel any pain at all. His piercing gaze punctured straight into Charles’ eyes,

giving Charles a chill in his spine. He got a little sober because of it. Realizing that his mistake, Charles

explained, "I know, Patrick, Ms Wallace is like a goddess to you. | shouldn't have joked about your love. | just

never thought that you still can't let go..."

"Can't let her go? Ah..." Patrick stared at the bleeding cut in his palm and slowly tightened it, amplifying his pain.

"I hate her for making a fool out of me!"

Charles noticed the girl who had been shocked. The girl snapped out of it and suggested with her voice still

trembling, "Mr. Hopper and Mr. Sullivan, letget the first-aid kit."

Patrick took two pieces of tissue and pressed down on the wound. He got up and said, "Charles, it's getting late.

I'm gonna call it a night."

Charles smacked his lips. Had he known this earlier, he would not have mentioned Melissa Wallace. "No. You're

drunk as a skunk. You can't drive hwith you hand bleeding like that. Letgive you a ride."

In the Hopper residence.

Amelia was lying on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket. She didn't sleep very well because of the new environment

and was worried that Patrick might suddenly chome.

She woke up as soon as she heard the ringtone of her phone. When she saw the caller ID, it was Patrick.

"Mr. Hopper?"

"Hey, is it sister-in-law? Your husband is drunk. Can you cto the door and take him in?" "... Oh, okay." She

scratched her head and thought, "What the hell is going on?"

In the chilly night, Amelia put on a

thin coat on top of her his pesrses

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cleat sight of two man at the gate.

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Somehow, the word "Sister-in- law" did not sound right with an indescribable irony.

She combed back her hair on her

cheeks with her hand and replied,

"CallAmelia. Ar yey his friend?"

ei Satan are Sullivan." After

introducing himself, Charles lifted

Patrick's arm and put them around

Amelia's shoulder. "I'll leave him to

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Amelia held Patrick up, who was so drunk he could not even open his eyes. She told Charles, "Thank you for

sending him back. Drive safe."

Charles gave her a wave, got into his Hummer and drove away.

As soon as his fingertips touched

Amelia's soft body, Patrick gave hier

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