Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 303

Amelia stammered, "Well... the kids have homework to do, so I'm taking them to their room!"

Before Amelia left, Patrick shouted coldly, "Stop!" Amelia felt panic, "Is there anything else?" "The means are good," Patrick said meaninglessly. "What?" Amelia was confused.

Patrick ducked his head and said sarcastically, "Grandma or Ashley, Andrew, and Florence, they do everything through informing you before they tell me, since when are you in charge here?"

Amelia bit her lower lip in frustration and said hesitantly under his gaze, "I didn't want to be in charge of this house..."

He interrupted her explanation in a husky voice, "Stop it. Tonight... I want you!"

Her gaze froze for a moment. She couldn't keep up with his thought!

In fact, it was Amelia's biting of her lower lip that aroused Patrick's desire and made him forget about blaming her!

In the face of his advances, she hesitated, "What about Andrew and Ashley?"

"We can go to your secondary bedroom, bathroom, balcony, or the open lawn?"

Amelia blushed and replied ambiguously, "Let's talk about it later!"

As soon as her voice fell, she quickly picked up the kids who were still playing with the puppy. She almost ran up to the second floor.

"Woof..." Unable to feel the warmth of a human's palm, the puppy began to whimper like an orphan who had lost its mother, trying to regain the warmth. However, Amelia closed the door the moment she went upstairs, in order to prevent the TV series in the living room from affecting the children's studying.

Therefore, the calling of the dog only attracted the demon...

Patrick pinched its neck with two fingers and pulled it from the electric blanket to the front. It seemed to feel an unusual hostility, the dog hung in the air and kicked its four legs very hard. "I've heard that some people eat dog meat," Patrick said to himself.

The puppy's ears instantly drooped.

Patrick took the opportunity to turn over its stomach to verify something he wanted to know from the beginning.

When he saw the dog's penis, Patrick's gloomy face became even more terrible. "No wonder, it's a perverted dog. I'm wondering... should I castrate you before taking you to the farm?" Just as he finished his sentence, the puppy peed...

Did it pee in fright? Patrick tossed it back to the electric blanket with disdain. He was determined not to keep such a useless dog.

In the master bedroom.

Considering the fact that Andrew's eye was injured, it wasn't good for him to work too hard, Amelia took special care of him and helped him calculate the answer to the math questions in advance.

A short while later, Andrew suddenly stopped writing. Amelia looked at him and asked with concern, "Andrew, is there something wrong with your eye?"

Andrew looked down and fiddled with the brush cover. He said shyly, "I forgot to tell you that there will be a parents' meeting next Saturday. Will you and Uncle Patrick come?"

Peach threw away the pen and looked at Amelia solicitously. "Yes, are you coming?"

Amelia was in a dilemma.

Their parents out of the town could be considered as reasons for their absence. Furthermore, based on her status, it was indeed inappropriate for her to participate in that event. Worried that her refusal would hurt them, Amelia tried to phrase it tactfully, "I'll let Patrick know and come to the meeting."

Ashley perceptively asked, "What about you, Auntie Amelia?"

Amelia held up her hair and said perfunctorily, "I'll see what happens."

Late at night.

After the bedtime story, Amelia looked into the bed and found Andrew and Ashley asleep.

Pulling Andrew's shredded hair from his forehead, Amelia kissed him over his bandaged left eye, "Good night and sweet dreams."

She then turned off the e-book and took a sip of water from the glass on the nightstand.

Just then the door opened in the bathroom and Amelia, suddenly thinking of something, choked on the water and felt awful!

Patrick, who was looking forward to tonight's "lingering night," looked up and saw Amelia grabbing at her throat in pain and immediately said, "What's that look on your face?

Amelia stared at him grudgingly, "It's all your fault!"

As soon as she saw him, she thought of the phrase "on the lawn".

Patrick understood what she meant. He just wanted her, and she was so easily intimidated.

As he approached, her nose shrugged lightly, as if she smelled something, she lifted the blanket off her body and jumped off the bed, taking the initiative to get closer to him and smell him, "What do you smell like?"

Patrick said uneasily, "Do I smell?"

She nodded in the affirmative and even dared to pick at the towel around his neck in order to identify his scent...

Patrick was a very controlling man, but as soon as she got close to him, he got all hot and bothered, like he was on Viagra!

She was in such a position that he could easily kiss her collarbone, which he was about to do, but she took a step back and looked like she was coming to her senses, "Oh my, it's the scent of 'The Water of Life'! You're weird. It's bedtime, why are you wearing perfume?"

Patrick was speechless.

He couldn't tell Amelia that it was one of the means for men to attract women.

But he thought about it, this behavior was really stupid, but he unconsciously did it in the bathroom.

Amelia stretched lazily, "If you're going to do it, do it quickly. It's been a long day, I want to sleep early tonight."

To a man, the word "do" and "quickly" were undoubtedly a great stimulation. Patrick looked at Amelia meaningfully and thought that she won't be able to rest tonight!

The secondary bedroom.

Under Patrick's deliberately dimmed bedside lamp, with Amelia's whole face buried in the pillow and tears in the corners of her eyes, he was too passionate tonight, always dominating her. He was so excited by her words.

Patrick gazed obsessively at a sexy red mole on Amelia's back. It became redder every time he wanted her.

By this time, he would be very proud that her body belonged to him!

'But counting his age, he's 8 years older than Amelia, and by the time she's 60, he'll be even older, so will he be able to satisfy her?'

Patrick, who had never cared about anything, was afraid of the age gap for the first time.

Amelia didn't know what he's thinking right now, and if she did, she'd be speechless. When they were that old, they'd be thinking about having a good time instead of sex! The sound of knocking.

Upon hearing that, Amelia suddenly raised her head from the pillow and asked Patrick fearfully, "Is there someone outside?"