Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 746

Amelia felt that it was better not to tell Patrick that she was pregnant.

It was true that Patrick hoped to have a baby with her.

However, since ancient times, there were many cases of father just wanted to keep the kids but not the mother.

What if Patrick just wanted to exploit her to give birth to The Hopper Family's successor? How could she bear

with it if this was the case?

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The moment the bathroom door was pulled open, the handsman sitting in the bathtub counted until ‘one’.

When Patrick counted until zero, while Amelia's left foot which had just lifted did not enter the bathroom on time.

She heard Patrick said in a serious tone, "You're late." It was only a bit late...

Amelia's eyes swept over Patrick's exposed body and her feeling of suffocating returned.

Amelia pulled herself together and she put aside all the delusions in her mind. Then she explained to Patrick, "I

return as fast as | can."

"But you're still late." Patrick was really calculative.

"One second late? No, maybe less than a second. It's only zero point one second. You're a grown man yet you

want to haggle with me?" Amelia talked softly.

Patrick looked unhappy. He could ignore other things but not his welfare. He wanted fairness even he had to

create trouble for it.

Patrick spread out his slender and strong arms and placed them on the edge of the bathtub. He then stretched

out his tired body and said, "As a punishment for being late, rub my shoulders first." Amelia looked at him. The

edge of the bathtub was neither too high nor too low. The best way was to find a small stool to sit down, so she

would not be too tired.

Amelia considered the baby in her belly and said, "I need a stool."

Patrick's eyes which had been closed suddenly opened unhappily. "Why do you have so many excuses?"

"You're talking as if you don't have any!" Amelia was a little annoyed by his words. "If you're really tired of

waiting, you can just massage your shoulders and back yourself. | won't serve you anymore!"

Patrick's heart tightened. How could he forget!

Patrick was not really asking Amelia to serve him. He just wanted to use it as an excuse to break the ice between

them.

Since that was the case, it was okay to just give her one minute to take a stool so she would not feel vengeful on

him!

After Patrick thought about it, he did not try to stop her anymore. "Okay, you may go."

Amelia made full use of the tand turned to leave.

In the storeroom.

"That's weird. | remember that the stool was here before."

A woman stood under a dim light. She used her hands to wave the dust away from her nose and she kept

finding. However, she could not find it.

Just then, a cold male voice suddenly sounded at the door. "Who's inside?"

Amelia quickly raised her head from the piled-up storage and turned to look at the comer. "It's me, Amelia!"

After a pause, the male voice softened. "Madam, what are you doing inside?"

Amelia's nose was itchy and she could not care less about her image. She raised her index finger and rubbed it

horizontally. She said in a low and muffled voice, "I'm looking for a small stool. Oh, right. Huxton, do we have a

small stool at home?"

Huxton walked over a few steps and passed Amelia's right side. He opened a box and a small stool was revealed.

Amelia cheered "That's it!" when Huxton bent down and picked up the small stool. After he dusted it a few times

with his hand, he handed it to her hands reassuringly.

"Thanks." Amelia glanced at Huxton and said wistfully, "I never expected you to be more familiar with everything

in the house than me."

Huxton lowered his head slightly. He asked in a neither happy nor angry tone, "Madam, are you blamingfor

being a busybody?"

Amelia was shocked and quickly explained, "You misunderstood it! | feel grateful to have you. Your existence

make our family affairs easier. It's great to have you as the butler here! I'm relieved." Amelia's heartfeel words

did not only fall into Huxton's ears but also into Patrick's ears. He just appeared at the store room's door.

Patrick acted impulsively. He rushed over and pulled Amelia behind him. He yelled at Huxton who was

still holding a small stool, "Get out of here!"

Huxton looked at Amelia and Patrick. Then he thought about what Amelia said to him just now. It was normal.

Wasn't it?

However, his master was angry. Who would believe that when Patrick said he did not love his wife?

Amelia stared at Patrick's fierce shadow and did not understand the reason he was angry. She said, "Huxton is

here to help me..."

Patrick stared at Huxton. His eyes were like the eyes of a wild beast being alert and was getting ready to hunt for

the prey.

Huxton had a strong will. He nodded to show that he should get out immediately. Before he left, he put the stool

beside Patrick's feet and said politely to them, "You're welcome. I'll get out of here now." As soon as Huxton left,

Patrick turned to Amelia immediately. He looked like he was going to strip and eat her alive.

Then Amelia just realized Patrick's white shirt was unbuttoned.

The water droplets were still on his skin. They were rolling slowly from his chest then to his waist...

Amelia was in a trance. She raised her hand to cover her temple and swifted her gaze. This was not the tto

drool over the beast in front of her. Did she not see that he was going to tear her apart? She could either ran

away or tried to appease him at this time. There was no other way.

When Amelia realized that she had no where to run, she chose the latter. "Shouldn't you be waiting forin the

bath? Why did you cout?"

After a while, Patrick gritted his teeth and talked, "I've been waiting for you for a while!"

She said a minute and a half.

But she left for an entire half an hour!

He had soaked so long that his body was going to swell!

Amelia must have forgotten him!

Patrick had been waiting in the bathtub for half an hour. When he realized this, he put on his pants, then his

shirt, and searched for her everywhere like a crazy man!

In the end, Patrick saw Amelia and Huxton in a small dim room and Amelia confessing to Huxton....

"How long have you been waiting for me?" Amelia tilted her head. It seemed that she had been busy looking for

the stool, but she had neglected the most important thing, which was Patrick's patience. Patrick's face turned

sour when he saw that her face was confused. "You've been away for half an hour.

Don't you think it's too long?"

Half an hour was quite a while...

Amelia asked subconsciously, "Have you finished taking your bath then?"

Patrick shook his head bitterly to show that he did not have one.

Amelia felt strange and asked, "Why did you waste your twaiting forwhen you can take your shower?"