Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 358

She made up her mind and told him how she had run into Tommy's scandal and how she had been threatened by Tommy. Facing Patrick's tense face, she asked sadly, "Do you believe what I said?" Patrick turned off the sprinkler immediately and narrowed his eyes. He believed most of her words, but deep down, he still had doubts.

"Why didn't you tell me such a serious thing?"

Amelia closed her eyes to hide the dense grievance in them. "I went to the office this afternoon to look for you."

"When?" Patrick didn't believe it at all. He had been in the office the whole afternoon, so he would have known if Amelia had been there.

Amelia looked up at him, her eyes sparkling as if something was going to run down. "When I got off work. After answering Tommy's phone call, I immediately went upstairs to get you. But I heard that you were calling Cynthia..."

"Did you run away just because I was on the phone with Cynthia? Amelia, you..."

Patrick stopped his reprimand and seemed to think of something. His handsome face changed.

A few seconds later, he asked, "Did you hear everything?"

Amelia nodded.

Patrick said guiltily, "I'm sorry. I was..."

Amelia covered her mouth with the back of her hand and forced the tears back before saying, "You don't have to apologize. It was me who got so full of myself."

They said that no expectation, no disappointment. She expected to hold a certain place in his heart but she was eventually taught a lesson by reality.

Patrick looked at her with regret. With his strong arms, he scooped her up from the bathtub and brought her to his arms. He placed his warm, large palm on the back of her head that was wet with water and sighed, "I was giving Cynthia the runaround. You're never been a nobody to me. You're my woman, my wife."

Amelia was unable to hold back her emotions and burst into tears at his words.

She had been waiting for so long before getting his acknowledgment...

The more she cried, the sadder she became. Amelia mumbled, "You are lying to me again... aren't you?"

After pulling out a towel from the washstand, he wiped her body and said in a low voice, "No, I'm not lying to you."

She raised her tear- stained face and complained, "But weren't you just trying to strangle me?"

Patrick put on a gloomy face and said the same words as Florence had done, "I lost my mind. I thought you were cheating on me with another man. You do have a knack for pissing me off." Amelia blurted out, "You know it's impossible. I haven't been with any other man except you!"

After listening to her acknowledgment, Patrick subconsciously curled up his lips out of happiness and complacency.

Amelia realized that he was smiling, so she glared at him. "It's all your fault. If you hadn't called me while I was in the bathroom, nothing would have happened!"

Calculations and coldness flashed through Patrick's eyes. How dare Tommy lay fingers on his woman? That being the case, Patrick was going to get back at Tommy! "I know how to deal with him."

Amelia was at a loss for a short while before she became excited. "How?"

Patrick said unhurriedly, "Didn't he ask you to be at the hotel tomorrow evening? Call him now and tell him that it's changed to the night after tomorrow."

"You mean... you want me to date him?" Amelia frowned. She didn't think it was a good idea.

Patrick said lightly, "Don't be afraid. I'm not asking you to date him. You're just going to stabilize him for the time being."

Amelia was skeptical, but she knew Patrick was too arrogant to send her to another man's bed. So she nodded and said with resignation, "Okay, I'm calling him now."

As Amelia was calling Tommy, Patrick was standing beside her. She didn't think there was anything to hide and pressed the loudspeaker so that Tommy's voice could be heard.

"Miss Ramsay, are you calling me because you miss me at such a long night?" Tommy's flirtatious voice came the moment the call went through.

Amelia threw a careful glance at Patrick to make sure that there was nothing changed with his expression before she coughed gently and asked the secretary, "Could... could we change the time to the night after tomorrow? I'm not available tomorrow evening."

Tommy sneered. "What are you up to? Busy with other sugar daddies?"

"Believe whatever you want. All I'm asking is a day's delay. You can't stand even one more day, can you?" Amelia did not hesitate to goad him.

After a pause, Tommy said in a sinister tone, "Okay, I will wait for one more day. If you dare to play any trick, your photos will be made public soon!"

Amelia tightened the hold on her cellphone and tried to answer as calmly as possible, "I know what I should do..."

After the call, she looked at Patrick uneasily and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Sure," Patrick replied in a flat tone.

The next night, at the Sheraton Hotel.

Humming a song, Tommy stood outside a room with the room card. After confirming the number of the room, he hurriedly inserted the card into the slot. Then with a click, he turned the door handle, pushed the door, and went in.

Seeing that the room was quiet, Tommy cursed in a low voice, "D*mn, how dare that b*tch fools me!"

The next second, a faint gasp sounded from the middle of the room. Tommy's face turned cold as he questioned warily, "Who is it!"

After a soft yawn, a pleasing female voice went into Tommy's ears. "Tommy, why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for so long that I fell asleep."

Realizing that it was Amelia's voice, Tommy relaxed. He groped forward and said disgustingly, "Baby, why didn't you turn on the light after you were here? It's dark. Where are you?"

"I'm on the bed. Just follow the direction of my voice. I never like to turn on the light when we do it. It spoils the atmosphere."

Listening to the woman's gentle and tempting whispers, Tommy's legs went strengthless. When touching the edge of the bed, he threw himself and happened to catch a soft body.

"Baby, you smell so good." Tommy ran his hands and mouth all over the body as if he had never seen a woman in his entire life.

"Hey, be gentler. My skin can't stand your rough caress," The woman scolded him bonelessly.

"Well, I'll be gentle." That being said, Tommy was not gentler at all. He was amazed by her body. It would be a waste to be a little rougher, and a pity to be softer. With just the right power, he would be glad to die on her.

After the sex, Tommy collapsed on the woman, panting as he asked the question that all men in the world cared about, "Am I good?"