Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 850

"You're right," Amelia could not help but agree.

Perhaps the night was too beautiful for her, so she was lost in it for a moment.

The moment they reached the main entrance, Amelia saw Patrick's Lamborghini.

The way he parked was really lawless and he might face the risk of getting his car towed away.

Amelia could not help but ask, "Why didn't you park the car in the underground garage?"

Patrick opened his mouth and said. "I'm too lazy to do so."

If these words were said by any casual man, he was simply looking for trouble. But when these words were said

by a handsguy, people would only think that he was cool and had a unique character.

Amelia was being secular too, all she did was nodded as a response and Patrick had gotten away with it.

The next second, Patrick opened the door of the passenger seat and said to her, "Get in, I'll take you home."

A fixate look appeared on Amelia's face. She could not help but ask, "Which home?"

Upon hearing that, Patrick smiled.

His eyes seemed to contain breathtaking power when he asked Amelia. "Which hdo you want to go back

to?"

"Land of..." Amelia hesitated for a moment and then said seriously, "Of course is The Ramsay Mansion." Patrick

shrugged his shoulders with an expression of defeat on his face. "Okay then, I'll take you back to The Ramsay

Mansion."

Amelia glanced at him in surprise but then she felt depressed.

It seemed that she was not the only one who insisted on Huxton's issue, Patrick was standing his ground too.

At The Ramsay Mansion.

Through the front window, they saw the closely-shut gate not far away from them. Amelia then turned her face

at the right tand said to Patrick who was driving, "You can drophere now."

Patrick pretended to not heard her. He raised his hand and pressed on the horn of his car. As he drove forward,

she cried out in a low voice, "You shouldn't go any further! If not we would have crashed into the gate!" "It's

alright. Your security guard is running out." Patrick did not care too much. He kept his left hand on the horn and

the rambling was not fading anytsooner.

Before the Lamborghini crashed onto the gate, the gate was immediately swung open, leaving a fit-gap for it to

pass through.

Patrick easily passed through the gate and went straight into the square of The Ramsay Mansion.

He cast a glance at Amelia who was still in shock and his eyes seemed to say, 'Didn't | say everything would be

fine?!

Amelia was still in shocked.

Behind the door, was a pale-faced guard on his night shift.

What Patrick did was too dangerous. If the guard acted a little slower, the luxury car would definitely crash-enter

into the villa!

However, it was Patrick and Amelia sitting in the car. Even if he was mad, he could only keep it to himself.

"Bang!"

Amelia held the coke in one hand and slammed the door closed with the other hand. She went around

the front of the car and was about to enter the villa.

However, she was stopped by Patrick who also took a step forward.

Amelia was still angry with his dangerous behaviour just now. If the security guards had not reacted, would he

really crash into it?

Patrick looked at her and asked, "Are you angry?"

Amelia ignored him.

He asked again, "Are you scared?"

Amelia still ignored him.

He guessed again. "Or is it because that | almost broke the gate of your house?"

"No!" Amelia could not bear it any longer and opened her mouth. "I'm worried what if accident happened to us?"

She was talking about 'us', not just ‘me’.

The corners of Patrick's lips curled up and he said in a good mood, "Don't worry, the car's brake system is very

sensitive. If the security didn't react in time, | would have stopped the car immediately. | was just joking with

you..."

Amelia clenched her fist. "Can you stop doing such risky things in the future? I'm..."

She quickly swallowed the words ‘pregnant’ and changed her mind. "You almost gavea heart

attack!"

Patrick shirked responsibility in his heart. "Well, you look so cute when you are in shock, | just can't help it!"

Seeing the naughty expression on his face, Amelia knew that would not change this bad habit. Amelia grinded

her teeth and held back her anger, she then said, "Alright, it's tforto go back inside and you should go

back to Land of Fragrance too!"

"Let's go together." Patrick's tone was so calm that it felt like he had returned to his own home.

What was going on?!

Amelia rubbed her ears, she thought that she must have misheard him.

Patrick took two steps forward, he looked seriously at her and said, "It's really late. I'll do you a favour by

spending my night here."

Wait a minute! What did he mean by 'doing her a favor'? Did she beg him to stay?

Seeing that Patrick walked past her and went towards the door, Amelia hurried to catch up with him. "Do you

really want to stay? Are you sure you're not joking?"

Patrick raised his hand and rang the doorbell of The Ramsay Mansion.

Before the servant cto open the door, Patrick said seriously, "I'm not kidding. My body hasn't fully recovered

yet. Are you sure you wantto be worn out like this?" Why did he have to emphasize it in advance before

pretending to cough? It really made what he said unbelievable!

At this time, the door was opened.

Patrick and Amelia turned their faces at the stto look at Qian Qian who was opening the door.

"Ms. Amelia, you're back! Hey, is this... Mr. Hopper?" Kiara's eyes were wide open. Even though it was her first

tseeing Patrick, her reaction was not too slow too. "Yes | am." Patrick was expressionless.

Kiara corrected the address and repeated.

"Alright, Ms. Amelia, Mr. Hopper, you're back."

Patrick then nodded with relief, he placed his arm around Amelia's shoulder and walked into the house with her.

While Patrick and Qian Qian were talking, Amelia was in a state of stupefaction.

After a while, she silently digested the reality that Patrick wanted to spend the night here.

She looked back at him and kindly reminded him, "I remember... You've not pulled out your car key yet."

By saying this, it meant that she had agreed to let him stay.

Even if she did not agree, he would insist on staying but there was nothing more reassuring than the fact that

she was willing to let him stay. Patrick was unwilling to separate from her at this moment. "It doesn't matter. This

is your house. | believe that no one can approach my car."

Amelia felt what Patrick said was reasonable and she said to him. "Alright, you can do whatever you want."

Under Qian Qian's vague gaze, Patrick shamelessly stood beside Amelia and said in a captivating voice, "Shall

we go back to your room? I'm sleepy." Amelia nodded. It was already very late. She had to make consideration

for Patrick's health.

If he suffered from a cold again because of this trip, none of them would be able to explain to Paisley.

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