Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 330

"Patrick..." She suddenly held Patrick's spoon. Just when Patrick thought she was going to push him away, she said in an inaudible tone, "Thank you."

Patrick grunted coldly, but his heart was a soft mess, she was bullied by him like this, she still.....

"Forget it." He said in a big compassionate tone, "In the future, as long as you don't see those messy men anymore, I will do my best to let go of my control over you."

Gosh... he was saying that again, the crazy control freak!

Amelia did not choose to argue with him at such a moment of disadvantage, only to wait until she was well and then slowly submerge his character.

On the fourth day.

Amelia, who had taken medicine and food on time, had already recovered from the illness.

Towards the end of the afternoon, she and Paisley took a dip in the artificial hot spring pool in the castle, Amelia put her two thin arms on the pebble wall, relaxed her body as much as possible to feel the water temperature, and sighed as if she had come to life.

Paisley's eyes frequently looked at Amelia, which made her feel a little embarrassed. "Doctor Bledel, what are you looking at?"

Paisley raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did Patrick

apply the medicine for you yesterday?"

Amelia was surprised for a moment and looked away uneasily. "Yes... last night."

Paisley looked at her shy expression and said happily, "No wonder he wouldn't let me apply it to you, so he was trying to hog you."

Amelia hurriedly explained, "It is not like what you think."

Paisley kept smiling and asked, "Tell me the truth... Did he apply medicine all over your body?"

Amelia was bashful and then nodded slightly.

Paisley asked enthusiastically, "What kind of tool did he use?"

Probably because of the hot spring, Amelia felt a little dizzy and she was embarrassed, "Can you not ask in such detail?"

Paisley said righteously, "No! As a doctor, these are things I must know from my patients as well as their families in case you mishandle them privately and infect the affected area."

Amelia looked at Paisley, who was excited but had to pretend to be serious, and said helplessly, "Of course he used his hands."

Paisley held her face and whimper, "Gosh, that a*shole really used his hands..."

Amelia blinked her eyes in surprise. "Didn't you recommend him to use them?"

Paisley looked up to the sky and sighed, "I was just making an analogy! You know the analogy! He could have used a sterile cotton swab! He didn't lose control in the end, did he?" Amelia smiled sheepishly, "No... he moves very gently and control himself well."

But then, Patrick said that in order to be fair, she should help him to vent his desire out later...

Amelia patted her drowsy head and told herself not to think about it anymore!

After coming out of the hot spring pool, Paisley pointed to a person not far away and said, "See, that person seems to be everywhere."

Amelia looked over and found that the person that Paisley was referring to was Joe. He was standing outside the courtyard, his head lowered as he swept through the snow. Perhaps the movement on their side disturbed him. Joe suddenly turned around and calmly looked at Amelia. His expression became a little nervous.

Amelia wanted to say goodbye to him and leave, but when she passed him, she suddenly heard him say, "Miss, please hold on."

Paisley gave an "ah" sound, looked at Amelia, and then pointed to herself. "Who are you talking to?"

Joe's face was expressionless as he turned to look at Amelia, whom he wanted to talk with.

Paisley patted Amelia's shoulder and said, "Then I'll go back to my room first. You guys talk."

After Paisley left, Joe lowered his head and bowed deeply to Amelia. "I'm sorry."

Amelia was startled by his behavior. "Joe, I don't understand what you mean."

Joe raised his head again and went straight to the point. "The contraceptive didn't come from Master, I just prepared it for myself. So... I'm sorry!" Confused, Amelia asked, "Why did you do that?"

Joe whispered, "I thought you were an unidentified woman, but I didn't expect you're really Mater's wife." Amelia put down her hair and said with a wry smile. "Yeah, haven't I told you? It's you who don't believe it." Joe repeated his words in a dull voice. "I'm sorry..."

Amelia smiled slightly and said, "You don't need to say sorry. You just did what he has always wanted to do."

Joe frowned gently as he sensed the loss in her words.

After work, Patrick immediately returned home. Through the window, he saw Amelia and Joe looking at each other, and they were talking something.

Amelia, who could smile so happily and freely to anyone, often showed her guard and defensiveness in front of Patrick. His fingers holding the briefcase tightened, feeling jealous and heartbroken.

Joe happened to see Patrick in the position where he was standing. He called out obediently, "Sir, you're back."

"Hmm," said Patrick expressionlessly.

Noticing the unhappy look on Patrick's face, Joe quickly said, "I'm going to the kitchen now."

After Joe left, Patrick observed Amelia, dressed in a white bathrobe with her hair hanging wet at the back of her head, and he asked knowingly, "Went to the hot spring?"

Amelia had been paying attention to the change of his expression. After confirming that he was not angry because of her running around, she said, "Well, I took the bath with Dr. Bledel. It's very comfortable."

Probably because she was really satisfied, a childlike smile appeared on her face, which made Patrick obsessed... She seemed to have changed somehow.

What he didn't expect was that after these few days of lovemaking, Amelia's temperament was a little more feminine and her every word and action was full of charm. Looking at her, some private part of Patrick felt uneasy and he wanted to take Amelia back to her room. "Let's go into your room before you get cold in here."

"I won't go back!" Amelia held his arm and said in a sweet and greasy voice, "This place looks so mysterious. Can you take me around?" Patrick couldn't resist her coquetry. He pinched her nose, "Sure."

While walking around, Amelia glanced at his side face. Seeing that he looked relaxed, she asked tentatively, "Shouldn't we go back to the Land of Fragrance?" Patrick, who was walking straight ahead, pursed his lips and asked, "Is it not good here?

Amelia barely caught up with him and said in a sad tone, "Here is beautiful here. But without Granny, Florence, Andrew, and Ashley, I feel so alone."