NovelEnglishChapter 498
Brittany's got choked up and said, "I hope it's me..."
He raised and wrapped his arms around Brittany's shoulders. Daniel planted an icy kiss on Brittany's forehead
and said deceitfully, "Of course it's you."
In the evening, at the Land of Fragrance.
When Amelia returned home, there was a spread full of dishes on the kitchen table. As for the housekeeper, she
had finished her duty for the day and got off work.
Looking at the untouched plate and fork on the table, a trace of surprise flashed in Amelia's eyes. Did Patrick not
eat again?
At the thought of this possibility, Amelia immediately felt annoyed. Was he a kid? Did she have to coax him into
eating whenever he refused to eat when he lost his temper? She wanted to put that thought out of her mind, but
there was a voice from the bottom of her heart that kept urging her to go upstairs...go upstairs...
Fine! He won!
Amelia felt sorry for the stubborn master's body. She turned a corner and ascended upstairs step by step.
Standing outside the door of the master bedroom, she raised her hand and knocked on it three times.
As expected, there was not a sound coming from inside the room.
She allowed him one last chance! When Amelia was ready to give up, the voice from her heart emerged to the
surface again out of fear of loneliness. Rapping on the door again, Amelia held her temper and called, "Patrick,
cout for dinner!"
There was still no movement from the other side.
Amelia put down her hand, expressionless and resolutely turned around!
When she passed by the study, the door of the study opened and Patrick walked out of the room, wearing a
lusterless look.
Seeing him out of the study, Amelia's face flushed with anger in an instant. She had been yelling for him at the
wrong door for such a long time.
Slightly averting her gaze to cover up her embarrassment, Amelia forced herself to calm down and said, "You
cout at the right time. Let's go downstairs for dinner."
After saying that, she swerved and wanted to leave at once, but her arm was gripped tightly by Patrick. As he
withdrew his hand towards him, she fell into his arms under the force. Amelia's glinting eyes opened wide, and
she caught a scent that was unusual to the normal refreshing smell of his shirt. She blurted out, "Did you drink?"
Patrick looked down at her as if he was confirming whether or not the person in his arms was, in fact, Amelia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUnder his confused but unusually focused stare, Amelia got a little nervous. Amelia held up a finger and waved it
in front of him. "How many fingers are there?" "" Patrick remained silent.
Amelia concluded and said, "It seems like you're drunk. Well, forget it then. Go back to your room and have a
rest. I'll go downstairs and have dinner by myself."
The next second, he lifted her without a word and walked over to the bedroom. She stared at his stone-cold side
profile with displeasure and shouted, "Putdown, | want to have my dinner!"
Patrick's answer to her order was to throw her onto the bed.
Of course, Amelia would not await her doom. She tried to roll down from the bed since there was a carpet in the
room so she would not hurt herself.
However, the moment her feet touched the soft rug, she was caught in Patrick's arms once again. She
was too small to fight back.
Amelia's face was just the size of a small palm and with two fingers of his left hand holding her chin, she was
forced to look Patrick in the eyes.
Patrick's husky voice grunted in her ear, "You like to hang outside so much and chlate, don't you?"
Hiss. The clothing cladding her body was torn at the front by his idle hand in a swift motion.
Amelia angrily cried out, "Lunatic! This is one of my favorite dresses!"
This sentence seemed to touch a nerve in Patrick, and his breath becsharper, "Yes, one of them! You have
so much love to give. You can love one thing today and another tomorrow. What about the day after tomorrow?"
Taken aback at being wronged, Amelia's eyes ignited with fury. "Patrick, I'll see it as you're drunk speaking. Let
"Let you go and look for another wild man again? If | let you go, won't you only cback tomorrow morning?"
Patrick pinned her firmly against the carpet underneath him with one gesture. Their eyes met, and thunderous
clouds gathered between his knitted brows.
Amelia corrected him with a sullen face. "Another wild man? No, you're wrong. Milton is my friend!"
Patrick perked up, "In that case, he's a good friend of yours in bed too, isn't he?"
Hot-headed, Amelia raised her hand and hit him across his face.
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Amelia rubbed her somewhat burning palm and thought that it was normal that her palm would hurt from the
strength she used. But why did her heart hurt as well?
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A corner of his lips lifted into a smirk, but his eyes were cold. "From now on, you can no longer leave me, not
even half a foot away!"
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Grant? What a commiserating and noble word!
Amelia refuted angrily, "Patrick, there will be children eventually. You don't have to restrain me!"
Patrick answered cooly, "If | don't restrain you, you will run around. Who knows who's seed you'll bring back with
you?"
Amelia could not help but want to hit him again, but this the not only avoided her but also constrained her
hands on top of her head with one of his.
Patrick narrowed his eyes and said from above her head grimly, "Hitonce, give birth to one. Hittwice,
give birth to a pair. So, how many children do you want?"
In a rage, Amelia blurted out, "I don't want any!"
Squinting, Patrick said calmly but maniacally, "It's not up to you."
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With her vision misted with alluring tears, Amelia could not even make out the numbers on the clock. She only
knew that a long thad passed...
Amidst the rises and falls, her chin was caught by the man in front of her, forced to let him kiss away the tears
that kept leaking out of the corner of her eyes...
Amelia's tender back went rigid. Any tenderness shown after the storm had passed would be ironic to the
extreme!
Perhaps he had felt her physical discomfort, or maybe he was finally waking up from his drunken stupor. He
halted his movement, looked straight into her darkened eyes, and asked aggressively, "Tell me! Where did you
go with him at noon?"
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