Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 892

The price that Amelia had to pay for admitting defeat was that her entire forehead had turned red!

Patrick kept flicking on her forehead. Thump! Thump! Thump!

Amelia could not bear it anymore and hugged his arm. She asked, "Enough... Isn't that enough?"

Patrick glared at her coldly and said, "Aren't you afraid of me? How dare you hold my hand? Aren't you afraid

that I'll deal with you more viciously?"

Three questions were thrown at Amelia one by one, making her dizzy. She did not know how to answer them.

Patrick saw that she did not say anything. He was so angry that his face contorted instantly. "You are really

ungrateful, huh? The reason why | treated Pablo in that way... Who do you think | did it for? For Stella? For the

Royal Joy Club? No way! Even if you are an idiot, you should know that I did it for you!"

Amelia's heart skipped a beat. What? Did she hear it right?

Seeing the dumbfounded expression on her face without a trace of gratitude, Patrick furrowed his

brows. "Amelia! You...forget it!"

He suddenly moved his handsface away. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed to calm down

a little.

Seeing him like this, Amelia felt a sudden sadness.

Patrick had always been the one who vented his anger whenever he needed it. When did he ever need to

suppress his anger?

Presumably, he must have been very disappointed with her this tand did not even want to scold her.

"Let go!" Patrick shouted.

Amelia held his arm tightly like vines and cooed, "Well, you have misunderstood. I'm not afraid of you. You're my

husband. I'll only respect you. How can | be afraid of you? | know you won't hurt me." Her words carried another

meaning when they went to Patrick's ears, hypocrisy.

He ridiculed her coldly. "Who was the one who was so afraid ofjust now? It was you, wasn't it?"

Amelia pretended to be shy and said, "Hey, | was just shocked by your unexpected manners. Since | cout of

the room, I've been silently admiring you to a point that | don't feel like myself."

"Do you admire me?" Patrick narrowed his eyes. "I don't think so." The eyes of Amelia rolled. Suddenly, she

tiptoed and kissed him on his lips to show her goodwill.

After the kiss, she stood up straight again, looked up at him and asked, "Now do you feel my admiration for

you?"

Patrick smirked, "Is that how you express your admiration to others?"

Amelia said seriously, "No, it's only to you."

Patrick felt so sweet. He could not help but raise his hand to hold the back of her head and lowered his head to

teach her what the real kiss was.

At the hospital, outside the operating room.

A couple was anxiously asking, "Doctor! How is our Pablo?"

The doctor said, "Mr. Kennedy, Mrs. Kennedy, the stun baton has been taken out smoothly. The patient's

membrum is a little red and swollen. Fortunately, it is not a big problem. The major problem is that the patient

has massive bleeding in the back due to tearing. He needs stitches. In addition, the patient's rectum is affected

as well because the object is too long. | suggest for him to stay in the hospital." Hearing this, Pablo's mother

fainted on the chair behind her.

Although Pablo's father did not fall unconscious, he could not bear hearing it. With his trembling hands, he

supported himself against the wall and sat down.

The doctor asked, "Mr. Kennedy, do you needto wake Mrs. Kennedy from her unconsciousness?"

Kinsley took a look at his wife and said, "No, let her stay like this. It's even more troublesif she is awake."

The doctor sweated and asked, "Mr. Kennedy, are you all right?"

"I'll just need a rest." After a while, Kinsley asked, "Doctor, do you know who sent my son to the hospital?"

The doctor took out a card from the pocket of his white coat. "The man has left, but he toldto give this to

you in case you ask for the details."

Kinsley reached out to take it and glanced at it. When he saw the sign of the 'Royal' on it, his face instantly filled

with horror.

At Land of Fragrance.

"BRRIINNG..."

Was Patrick's phone ringing?

Amelia heard it when she passed by the corridor on the second floor.

She did not mean to stop. When she heard the footsteps getting closer and closer to the door of the study room,

she wanted to leave, but it was too late.

With a click of the door, she could hear that Patrick was talking on the phone. He said, "Sissi, don't be impulsive!

I'll go there right now!"

The door opened. Patrick and Amelia looked at each other.

Patrick frowned and said to the other end of the line, "Wait for me." Then he ended the call.

Following that, Patrick asked the impassive Amelia who was standing in front of him, "Did you eavesdrop at the

door?"

Amelia's eyes moved from his phone to his face and said frankly, "I just passed by."

Patrick asked doubtfully, "Who would believe it?"

Amelia said, "It doesn't matter whether | eavesdrop or not. Anyway, it's not like | don't know the nasty thing

between you and Sissi."

Patrick's face darkened. "Amelia, you'd better watch your tongue. | don't like you to insult Sissi!"

Amelia slightly click her tongue and continued, "You'd better not mention 'Sissi' so frequently. Otherwise, people

will know about it and when it comes to the ears of your parents and grandparents, I'm sure you know better

thanwhat Sissi will encounter at that time."

The blank look in her eyes and all the mocking remarks were like a thorn piercing straight into Patrick's heart.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "That's so caring of you!"

Amelia shook her head and said, "You're mistaken. | didn't do it for you. I did it for myself. What if you are the

one who let the news that Sissi returned to Northville slip, but | end up taking the blame. | don't want to get

blamed for things that aren't my fault. So, please, do it secretly. Don't get so excited that it will be known by

everyone."

Patrick's eyes were cold. "Are you allowingto have an affair with Sissi?"

Amelia felt a tightness in her chest. Of course, she did not agree, but would it work if she opposed it?

"If I say 'no', can you not see her from now on?"

Patrick fell silent.

Amelia said self-mockingly, "Look, we both know the answer."

Patrick rarely explained, but he made an exception in front of Amelia. "I've got something important to do this

time."

Amelia smirked. "I remember that you have visited her more than once. Except for this time, it is for the so-

called something important, which means you spent the rest of the ton private affairs with her, right?"

Patrick said angrily, "You know | didn't mean that!"

Amelia responded coldly, "Then what do you mean? Please make it clear! Can't you givea quick answer as to

what you think ofand Sissi?"

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