Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 326

Amelia could hear that Joe was only pretending to be polite at first, and she huffed, "Do you know who I am?"

She directly took out the wedding ring dangling from her chest and waved it in front of Joe's eyes, "I'm Patrick's wife! That means... I'm the lady of the house, and I'm leaving now, are you sure you want to stop?"

After hearing her words, Joe was at first flabbergasted, and just when Amelia thought the threat had worked, Joe returned to his previous expressionless face. "There are too many people who cheat with a fake diamond ring, and you say you are Master's wife, why have I never heard of you? With the status of Master, his marriage must be known to the whole world."

Amelia was not sure what to say.

Joe added, "Even if you are really Master's wife, I get paid by him and only follow his orders alone."

"D*mn it!" Amelia was burning with anger, but she had no choice. What kind of boss trained what kind of man! They all couldn't unreasonable!

She spread out her hands grumpily. "Then I want my phone. Is that okay?"

However, Joe still shook his head.

She had no choice but to hide in her room. No matter how angry she was, she wasn't able to fight with a man who was stronger than her. After Amelia closed the door, Joe did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood guard at the door loyally, preventing her from escaping.

Until Patrick came back from work.

At a glance, he saw Joe pacing outside the door of Amelia's room. He immediately frowned and said, "Joe, why are you standing here?"

Joe said with great loyalty, "Miss wanted to go out alone just now."

Patrick's handsome face sulked as he said angrily, "How dare she try to run? Looks like I don't need to show mercy anymore!"

Joe pretended he didn't hear his strong wording.

Patrick tried to unscrew the door handle but found it locked. He was not annoyed and turned to Joe and held out his hand, "Give me the room key."

Joe took down the set of keys hanging on his belt and quickly found the one for Amelia's room. Patrick waved him off so he wouldn't see something he shouldn't if the door was opened later. Before Joe went downstairs, he hesitantly asked, "Sir, that young lady... who is she to you?"

Patrick said wickedly, "Captive!"

What kind of answer was that? Had he read too many novels?

Patrick opened the door and locked his eyes on Amelia, who was lying on the bed. She didn't move at all, as if she really fell asleep.

But he knew very well that she was not asleep. Her unstable breathing frequency had betrayed her.

As he walked over, Patrick lifted a corner of the quilt and laid down. And he deliberately slept next to Amelia.

Sensing that he was close to her, she held breathing for a while, and her eyes were always closed and she didn't dare to open them.

Patrick saw her eyes rolling around under her eyelids and laughed softly, she thought he wouldn't touch her just because she was pretending to sleep? What a fantasy...

His nimble hands kept running over her body until Amelia couldn't stand to open her eyes and glared at him, "I'm tired, don't touch me."

After that, she kept a distance from him, where she thought she was safe.

"Tired? Don't you still have the strength to get out of bed and walk around?" At this time, Patrick saw that she was wearing the clothes he wore a few years ago. He couldn't help but smile and asked, "What is this? The temptation of changing clothes?"

Amelia was blushed. "I... I don't have clothes to wear... I have no choice but to take yours."

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind." Staring at the beautiful Amelia, Patrick said seriously, "Mrs. Hopper, if you're looking for a little extra spousal fun, I suggest you just wear only one of my white shirts..." Amelia was at a loss for words. She wasn't trying to please him now, she was trying to run away!

At this time, Patrick's cell phone suddenly rang, he did not rush to pick up, and then read out a name Amelia missed, "Hi, grandma..."

It was Granny Hopper!

Amelia was ecstatic, and she did her best to grasp Patrick's arm and shout into the phone, "Granny! Help... um!"

Before the signal for help had been sent out, her mouth was covered by Patrick. On the other side of the phone, Granny Hopper asked curiously, "Patrick, was Amelia calling me?"

Patrick cast a sidelong glance at the moaning Amelia. When he saw that she was trying her best to break his palm, his eyes turned cold. He used his body, which he had been training for a long time, to completely suppress her resistance...

After that, he smiled at Granny Hopper and said, "Yes, Nana. She hasn't seen you for two days. She misses you so much."

"Then let her talk to me."

"No, she needs to rest now. She was too tired last night."

Granny Hopper was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile, "Okay, I got it. You didn't come back home, but lived outside with Amelia!"

Patrick pretended to be serious and said, "There are some things that are inconvenient to do with children at home. Don't you wish Amelia and I could have our own child sooner? I will take advantage of this opportunity to work hard with her."

Amelia was so angry that she nearly fainted. How could Patrick fool grandmother with words like 'get a child'? Granny Hopper would be so happy with it!

Granny Hopper said excitedly, "You're finally enlightened, kid! It's worthwhile for me to come to Northville. You'd better accompany Amelia these days. I'll handle the family affairs. You don't have to come back in a hurry."

After glancing at Amelia's expression that was about to freak out, Patrick's lips curled slightly. "Okay, no problem."

"By the way, someone sent over a dozen carts of flowers yesterday afternoon, as well as two gardeners. Were they all hired by you?"

"Yes, that's right."

"These petunia look good."

"Patrick thought about it a while before saying, "That's Pansy, Nana."

Granny Hopper realized she was wrong and said awkwardly, "I know, I just made a slip of the tongue!"

After saying goodbye to each other, Patrick threw the phone to a corner where Amelia couldn't approach it. Then he moved his hand away from her lips.

"Huh, trying to fight me, you're still a bit immature." His tone was mocking, but his eyes were doting.

The hope that had just risen did not take long to turn into disappointment, Amelia could not accept it and said, "Patrick, you have pushed us too far! I told you there's nothing between Shawn and me..." Patrick's expression suddenly became fierce. He pointed at her and said word by word, "Shut up! I don't want to hear any other men's names from your mouth!"