Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 7

Patrick scanning Amelia from her bosoms, her waist, then to her bottom, she was classy, elegant while not sleazy

and altogether absolutely flawless. Yet Patrick only praised his own fashion sense and walked to the checkout.

Amelia gently requested the shop assistant to cut off all of the price tags on her new clothes and pack up the old

ones.

Once they left the shop, Patrick drove her to a spa salon.

Once they walked in, having dazzling charm with a luxurious race car behind him, Patrick caught the eyes of

almost all the other female customers in wonder.

Patrick got on his eyes fixed on one of the markup rooms, with a stunning stylist inside waiting for a while.

Seeing him cin, a familiar voice greeted Patrick, "Hi!" Alisa Evans then turned to Amelia with an interest,

"Name's Alisa. Nice to meet you!"

"I'm Amelia Ramsay."

Patrick introduced Alisa to Amelia casually, "This is one of my sister-in-law's shops. Alisa is her business partner.

Whenever there is an event any of us in the family needs to go, he is our go-to stylist." After a pause, Patrick

turned to Alisa, "She is all yours. I'm gonna go out for a smoke."

"You got it, hon!," said Alisa with a smile.

To start with, Amelia had to take off her hairband and let her hair down. Alisa felt her hair and commented, "Miss

Ramsay's hair is fabulous! Soft like a kitten!"

Amelia said modestly, "Why, thank you."

Alisa suggested, "I planned to design a wavy bob to match the shape of your face. But let's not ruin such

beautiful hair."

Truth be told, Amelia did not really have a choice.

Alisa was delicate with his fingers and worked his magic on Amelia's hair. His gentle touches had made Amelia

drowsy.

Completely relaxed, Amelia seemed to hear Alisa say, "There're only so few women who could make Mr. Hopper

care so much. You're the second one, Miss Ramsay."

Amelia yawned and asked, "Who was the first one?"

"lI am sorry. It's not fortell." Alisa replied.

"Mr. Hopper, please take a look." Alisa called Patrick back into the spa salon.

When the door was opened, Amelia was accompanied by Alisa. Leaning against the wall, Patrick, who was

smoking, squinted to try to observe her changes.

Being a rich playboy such as Patrick, he had feasted his eyes on so many beautiful women he could not keep

count. But once he laid eyes on the fully transformed Amelia, he decided that all those girls he had seen were

absolutely nothing.

"Somebody likes what he's looking at." Alisa found Patrick's reaction amusing.

Patrick shook his head slightly and denied, "No, | am just admiring your craft."

In the Hopper villa.

The sports car was parked in the outer yard. And Patrick and Amelia walked into the house side by side.

Waiting for the newly- wed, Howard and his wife, Patrick's older brother Owen and his wife, and Florence were all

sitting in the living room.

Everyone's eyes lit up at the sight of Amelia.

Though her outfit was gender-neutral, she did not lose her touches of femininity with her new hairstyle

complimenting her pretty face. Standing next to Patrick whose face was like one of god's greatest creations,

Amelia did not look any less remarkable.

Jumping out of her chair when she saw Amelia, in a flash Florence appeared in front of Amelia and shouted,

"Sister-in-law!"

Feeling her sister-in-law's gaze all over her body, she couldn't help but take a step back. "Um... Hello."

Florence pouted with curiosity, "Hey sis, you're are really pretty! What is your skincare routine to have such

great skin? Where did you buy all your cosmetics? Japan or South Korea?"

As Florence was bombarding Amelia with questions, Amelia gently rub her face with the back of her right hand,

confirming Florence's compliments.

"Florence, mind your manners." Owen, as the eldest son, cut in after noticing the uneasiness from

Amelia.

"Oh sorry..." Florence stopped talking compliantly.

Amelia gathered herself and started to address everyone in the room, "Dad, mom, elder brother, sister-in-law."

Feeling neglected, Florence pointed at her nose and asked, "What about me?"

Looking at her aunt who was only three or four years younger than her, Amelia tried, "Florence?"

"Ehh!" Florence was satisfied by Amelia's response.

Seeing his sister, his brother and his sister-in-law approving the introduction of Amelia, Patrick was quite

delighted deep down.

He believed that Amelia's instant popularity in the family was because of all the preparations he made, which

saved Amelia from humiliations.

Since Howard had met Amelia before, he whispered to his wife Eve Watson, "My love, what do you think of our

new daughter-in-law?"

Eve replied calmly, "Twill tell."

Howard slightly looked down while

shaking his head. He knew hig, wife

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Perhaps every mother had a similar fear that their sons would abandon them for their wives.

Nora Clark, Patrick's sister-in-law, gently suggested to Eve, "Mom, everyone's here. Shall we have dinner?"

After the meal, Howard wanted to

have a chat with the young ones in

the family. However, Patrick tookithe

lead to ® upstairs, Yedving everyone

bBhird without a word. Howard was

angry yet helpless. After all, He

threatened Patrick that he would take

away 30% of Patrick's shares of

Roxxon if he refused to marry Amelia.

Left in the dining room, Amelia was

puzzled and did not understand the

purpose of his behayiadr. Maybe

wasiswéy of Srotesting over this

marriage against his will. She faked a

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Perhaps, it was not a bad thing. The more Patrick rejected this marriage, the easier it would be when they got

divorced.