Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 546

Amelia glared at him with her large eyes and shouted, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Think about it carefully," Patrick said as he curled his thumb and middle finger at her.

Amelia was scared. She took a couple of steps back and put down one of her hands from her forehead to stop

Patrick from approaching her. "Show smercy. Letthink about it." After a while, she asked hesitantly, "Did

| talk to you just now?"

Patrick replied steadfastly, "Yes, you did!"

"But | can't remember no matter how hard I tried.

You know, | love to talk nonsense when I'm halfasleep!" Amelia found an excuse for her 'momentary amnesia’.

Patrick challenged her in a dangerous tone, "Nonsense?"

It turned out that the word 'darling' was just gibberish? Was this woman deliberately trying to make him die of

anger?

Seeing that a shadow loomed over his face, Amelia felt alarmed and asked, "Why don't you remind me?"

Remind? How should he remind her? Tell her directly that she had called him 'darling'just now?

D*mn it! Patrick could not say something so cringing and disgusting!

"Hm? Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong?"

Noticing that his face was becoming sourer, Amelia wondered if she had scolded him in her dreams.

At this, she regretted at once, "Mr. Hopper, no matter what | told you, you should never take it seriously because

| never meant them. Do you understand?"

"Did you hear what she said? She said she didn't mean them!" The devil from the bottom of Patrick's heart burst

out and laughed at him.

"| get it," said Patrick, his voice strained. Patrick turned his stiff body and walked to the bathroom.

"As long as you get it." Amelia saw that he did not intend to bicker with her, so she let out a long sigh of relief.

When she cback to her senses, a loud noise sounded from the bathroom. Amelia yelled out in nervousness,

"What's wrong with you?" There was no response.

Amelia thought that he had not heard her, so she climbed out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked to the

bathroom door. She knocked on the door and called out, "Pat..." Before she could finish, the door of the toilet

cracked open, the tall figure of Patrick coming out of it. He glanced at her and told her coldly, "Go to sleep."

"Oh! Okay!" Amelia was slightly scared by the edge in his gaze. She responded to him in fear, walked back in her

slippers, and went to bed.

After making sure she was gone, Patrick immediately turned and closed the bathroom door.

On the bed, Amelia watched Patrick, who had a displeased look on his face. She asked in curiosity, "What on

earth did | say to upset you? Just tell me." Patrick reached out and turned off the bedside lamp.

Darkness shrouded the entire room...

Amelia stared at where Patrick was in silence and muttered, "You're so irritable.."

With that, she crawled under the warm blankets.

At first, Amelia was slightly bothered about this. But after a while, she could not resist the drowsiness and fell

asleep.

Listening to her even breathing, Patrick got even more furious. Why was it so difficult to hear a good word from

her?

In the middle of the night.

Amelia was awakened by the urge to go to the bathroom. She had a habit of going to the toilet in the dead of the

night. She also did not need to turn on the lights and had always felt her way to the toilet. It had gone smoothly

every tand she would not bump into anything.

Tonight, she did the sthing.

But when she reached the bathroom, something squeaked beneath her foot, as if she had stepped on something

sticky...

It could not be cockroaches, could it?

Amelia was so scared that all the sleepiness vanished at once. She flipped on the switch at the side with her

frozen body! When the lights flicked on, Amelia squinted her eyes at the ground.

It turned out that she had stepped on was a loosely-sealed toothpaste.

She could not help but scoff at herself. How could there be cockroaches in such a cold winter? She was simply

scaring herself!

But then her laugh cto an abrupt stop because everywhere she could see was littered with bottles and cans.

After a few seconds, Amelia finally snapped out of her shock. Patrick cin here before sleeping. And when he

was in here, she heard noises. At first, she had thought he fell, but she did not expect him to fling things across

the room from inside.

What the hell...

Why did this man like to smash things when he got angry? Many of them were still sealed and not used as well, it

was such a pity to break them.

Amelia shook her head at the bottles and jars on the ground. After wiping the foot that had stepped on the

toothpaste with a tissue, she squatted down and began to tidy up the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, no matter how delicate and careful she worked her hands and feet, the man on the

bed still heard her.

Patrick sat up with his hand on his forehead. At the stime, the noises kept issuing from the bathroom.

Confused, he got out of bed and slowly made his way to the bathroom.

He met with the sight of Amelia squatting on the ground with her back to him, her pant legs and sleeves rolled

up. She picked up the toothpaste, the toilet cleaner, the hand soap, and body soap. She was so busy that she did

not notice his presence.

Patrick leaned on one side and watched her quietly, wondering how long it would take for her to find him.

As the night darkened, Amelia's nose itched suddenly and she sneezed. She rubbed her nose carelessly and

continued to work.

Patrick secretly sighed and thought to himself, "When will she start thinking for herself?"

He took the coat off his shoulders that he wore when he got up and threw it on Amelia's head mindlessly.

"Huh? What's this?!" Like a captured small animal, his overcoat covered the entirety of Amelia's body.

She pulled at the coat for a long time

before finally removing it from he

head. It stil had wiih lifgering

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"It's for you. Put it on quickly," Patrick's cold voice echoed from above her head.

Amelia raised her eyes and found Patrick looking at her with his handsface. He had appeared behind her

without her noticing.

She stuck out her tongue. "Did | wake you up?"

Patrick snorted. He looked away and said, "I'm glad you know that."

Amelia was ridden with guilt beyond words. "I'm sorry. It's so dirty and messy here, so | didn't think too much at

the moment..."

Patrick's handsface turned red.

He was perfectly aware of the reason

for the filth, but hq did@pt waht to!

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Amelia did not think that she was being nosy. "But, but | need to go to the toilet."

Patrick said matter-of-factly, "Go to the toilet then!"

Amelia argued, "But the floor is so slippery. What if someone comes in and falls accidentally?"

It was not a big deal if she was the

one who fell. She was just afrgi¢hat

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"Only someone like you, who has no brains and clumsy would fall! Look at me, | won't slip on the ground!"