Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 891

Wait, a toad? No, he was a strong human!

Patrick's face turned cold, and he glanced back at Amelia reflexively.

In an instant, the calm Patrick was slowly filled with desire.

If he were to carry Amelia to bed and have fun with her for three days, there would be not a problem at all.

Why on earth was that?

Patrick could not seem to figure out the reason.

Being stared at by him in this way, Amelia felt a sense of shon her face.

She frowned and asked, "Why are you looking atlike this?"

Patrick turned away. "Nothing, | was just thinking about something."

Amelia, who had escaped from the crisis, thought that she had made sense of something, so she asked, "Are you

thinking about Pablo?"

Patrick twitched the corner of his mouth. He did not care about Pablo at all.

Seeing that he did not deny it, Amelia thought that this was what he was thinking about. "By the way, what does

Pablo's family do? It seems that the manager is not willing to offend him."

After glancing at her inquisitive face, Patrick told her what he knew. "Pablo is a regular customer here. His

parents are coal miners. There is nothing to be afraid of. However, he has an uncle who is a diplomat. That's

somewhat imposing."

Amelia whispered, "It's not somewhat imposing. That's actually a grand title!"

Patrick asked with a faint smile on his face, "Apart from the fact that it sounds a little bit grand, can you

associate it with anything else? Do you think he can mobilize his military power and blastwith a bomber?"

Amelia was confused. Since The Ramsay Family only dealt with business and never engaged in politics, it

seemed that she was not qualified to show off in front of Patrick.

Patrick stopped smiling and his eyes turned cold. He said, "Pablo thought that he had an uncle as a backer, so he

could do whatever he wanted in my territory. | wanted to tell him that there is always someone better out there!"

Amelia's heart skipped a beat. She had seen his brutal act before, but what had happened had once again

refreshed her worldview.

From the benefits of a long-term perspective, the manager's suggestion was very reliable. Patrick did not have to

push Pablo so far, but he just did it! And there was no turning back.

After the incident, Patrick asked Pablo's friends to go in and watch, as a warning to others.

If one day she offended Patrick because of Sissi's affair, would he deal with her in an extremely cruel way?

Seeing that Amelia's face was slightly pale, Patrick's voice suddenly bectight. "What's wrong with you? Are

you not feeling well?"

Amelia touched the back of her ear and secretly wiped the sweat on her forehead. "I'm fine."

Patrick asked casually, "You're not worried about my safety, are you?"

His words implied a trace of unknown expectation.

Amelia was stunned for a while. She could not tell him that she was actually worried about her own safety. "Well,

| am really worried about you. | hope you can solve this problem perfectly." "Of course!" Her concern made

Patrick happy and confident.

On the way back, Amelia said sentimentally, "Mr. Hopper, you can do this for an employee. To be honest, | really

think that it was impressive! If she were my employee, | would probably have pushed her out to avoid trouble."

Patrick tightened his grips on the steering wheel and asked in a somewhat tense voice, "Who told you that I did

this for Stella?"

Amelia looked at him with confusion. "Then why are you...?"

Patrick threw the question back at her coldly. "What do you think?"

Amelia thought for a moment and responded, "I got it!"

Patrick's expression beca little better. "What's it?"

Amelia said, "You're doing this for the sake of the Royal Joy Club!"

Patrick resisted the urge to hit the wall with his car. Why didn't this stupid woman think of her?

He was so mad that he lost his mind and kicked Pablo's ass purely because Pablo wanted to lay a finger on her.

Amelia really did not know that his angry outburst was all because of her. She did not even feel that she was so

important to him.

Amelia found that Patrick's face beceven more sullen after she mentioned 'Royal Joy Club’.

This made her anxious. She was afraid that Patrick would kill her in a fit of anger.

So she carefully thought for a while and was ready to say something to save her life when she heard the angry

roar of Patrick, "Shut up!!"

"Alright, I'll keep my mouth shut. | won't offend him if | just keep quiet," she thought.

Amelia was happy and at ease though. She raised her hand and lowered the window halfway down.

The moment the gentle breeze brushed against her face, it was as if all the fatigue and depression she had

accumulated for the entire day had been blown away.

In the end, one was more at ease while the other one felt even more irritable.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Amelia's relaxed expression. Patrick sneered and suddenly

pressed the accelerator. The earthen moved like a roller coaster.

At the stime, the breeze immediately beca gust of wind. It was so strong that Amelia's facial features

were distorted!

Fortunately, she had never gone under the knife. Otherwise, all her facial features would definitely fly out!

Amelia was about to lose her temper, but when she thought of what had happened to Pablo, she held back her

anger.

After silently lifting the car window, Amelia raised her hand and tucked her messy hair behind her head. After

that, she did not dare to move.

Seeing this, Patrick's temple slightly twitched.

At the underground garage of Land of Fragrance.

The original one-hour journey was forcibly cut in half by Patrick.

When Amelia got out of the car, she felt that she was so dazzled that she could not even stand firm on the

ground.

Patrick slammed the car door, picked up the car key and pressed the lock button. He then looked back at Amelia

and said, "Now go inside and cook."

Amelia rubbed her forehead and casually said, "Let Huxton cook it."

As soon as the words were out, both of them were a little stunned.

Before Patrick opened his mouth, Amelia explained in a panic, "Ah, | didn't mean to mention him! I just... | can't

get used to a life without him for a while, but | will get used to it as soon as possible! | promise!" Patrick furrowed

his brows. "Amelia, are you afraid

of me?"

Amelia shivered and said, "No, I'm not!"

"Still in denial!" Patrick dashed forward and saw Amelia leaned back..

The next second, she seemed to feel that it was too obvious, so she returned to her normal standing posture.

She stood straight with her stiff expression.

Her body was leaning backwards, but she was still denying that she was not afraid of him.

Patrick then smiled and pointed at her, flicking her forehead. He thought revengefully while flicking, "Since you

afraid of me, I'll let you be afraid ofmore!" Amelia was worried that he would punish her even more severely,

so she did not dare to dodge at all and let him flick her forehead.