Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 560

"Learning?" Amelia struggled to squeeze out the word. She would rather sleep now.

"Yes, learning." Patrick emphasized.

"What should | learn?" Amelia lifted her slightly reddened face and protested with dissatisfaction, "I want to

sleep! Sleep!"

"Well go to sleep after learning." At this moment, Patrick acted as if he was coaxing a disobedient child. He was

full of patience.

If Amelia heard Patrick talk to her like this when she was wide awake, she would definitely dropped her jaw.

Unfortunately, she was drunk now, so drunk that she thought all of this was a dream. "What should we learn?"

She asked vaguely with her long voice.

"I'll teach you and you'll just have to repeat after me," Patrick stressed each word.

Amelia closed her eyes and lightly blurted out, "Okay."

So, Patrick started his teaching session...

"Call me'hubby"'."

"Hubby..."

"Then callDear." "Dear."

"Let's add in more feelings."

"Dear..."

"What else have you learnt?"

"Hubby..."

Patrick was tempting her. "Now can you read it together?"

Amelia was stunned for a long time, then she muttered in a daze, "Dear hubby..."

Patrick smiled and said, "Great, you are learning fast. Now, you should say that in the future whenever you need

help. Can you remember that?"

Amelia said with a pitying expression, "I've remembered..."

"Good girl." Patrick lowered his head to look at her. The look in his eyes was so soft.

Out of a sudden, Amelia shared her true feelings after drinking. "Patrick Hopper, | like you."

Patrick was stunned and his chest was pounding violently.

Amelia looked up at his eyes. "Do you like me?"

Pulling himself together, Patrick opened his mouth and said, "I....."

Amelia interrupted abruptly, "Ah! Forget it! You'd better not say anything more... There is not a single good word

that has been spoken from your mouth..."

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his chest and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Patrick had no choice but to hold her waist to prevent her from slipping off the chair.

In the bedroom.

Patrick carried Amelia in his arms and brought her to bed, he then stood bedside the bed and sighed. Before he

could say anything, she fell asleep.

At night.

Amelia finally woke up after sleeping for a whole afternoon.

She checked herself and found that her clothes were completely intact on her body and there was no trace of

them rolling the sheets. It seemed that she had just taken a casual nap.

But she clearly remembered... that she had drunk a lot of wine under the Patrick's guidance and she had said a

lot of nonsense too...

At this moment, the door was opened.

She raised his eyes and saw Patrick standing at the door. He glanced at her from a distance and asked, "Are you

awake?"

"Did... Did | get drunk just now?" Amelia asked as she thought that Patrick just appeared right on time.

Patrick said coolly, "Yes."

Amelia asked again, "Did | say anything after | got drunk?"

Patrick's lips curled into a smile. "Yes, quite a lot."

Amelia scratched her head. Oh no, it turned out that all of that was not a dream!

In her memory, she called Patrick 'hubby' and 'dear" in front of him, which was really...

Amelia refused to think further.

But Patrick wanted to mention it, "Did you remember something? Why are you having such an expression on

your face?"

Amelia's face wrinkled. "No, | don't. | can't remember what happened after I'm drunk."

Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? | thought I'm the only one who can't remember what happened after

getting drunk."

Amelia said, "Shabits can be contagious too!"

Patrick crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door while laughing at her. "Well, it's not shameful

to confess your love to me. I've received a lot of confession from girls since | was in kindergarten. I've been

accustomed to it for a long

time."

Accustomed to it?

Amelia felt a tug in her heart. In this case, her confession was quite ordinary to him.

Seeing a flash of sadness on her face, Patrick could not help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Amelia looked at him and said thoughtfully, "I'm thinking, I've confessed to you so many times. Shouldn't you

also respond toonce?"

Patrick was caught off guard.

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She thought that things would cto an end here but suddenly Patrick said seriously, "Amelia, | don't hate

you."

Amelia was stunned and then there seemed to be fireworks exploding in her eyes, it made her so excited that

she was slightly trembled.

Just as Patrick was about to continue, Huxton rushed to his side and said, "Sir, something happened!"

Patrick glanced at Huxton, he was not trying to hide his displeasure. However, Huxton's expression was very

serious. Patrick refrained himself and asked, "What happened?"

Huxton answered quickly, "According

to the news, the only access to

Timothy Village was cut off because

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team sent by Roxxon, and the

teachers were all trapped in the

village. Now we can't send the

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When Amelia heard this in the bedroom, she immediately jumped out of bed and cto Patrick's side. "What

about the secretary?"

Patrick reacted and said, "Huxton, pack my things up. I'm going to Timothy Village overnight."

"Patrick!"

"Sir!"

Amelia and Huxton called him at the stime, both of their eyes full of disbelief.

Patrick said, "There's something wrong with Roxxon's employees. | can't just sit by and watch."

Huxton took the initiative to say, "Sir, the scene must be chaotic right now. Why don't you sendinstead?"

Patrick shook his head and said, "You don't have to do that. Stay at hto take care of Amelia."

Amelia hurriedly took his hand and said, "If you have to go, then letgo with you, okay?"

Patrick refused straightforwardly. "No!"

Amelia could not help frowning and asked, "Why?"

Patrick gave a brief answer. "It's dangerous."

Amelia felt touched, "If you aren't afraid of danger, why should | be afraid?"

Patrick raised his hand and hold her face, he tried to comfort her. "Listen to me. You stay at hand wait for