Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 944

Hearing Patrick asking her where her car was, Amelia suddenly remembered that her car had been driven away by Kaiden.

Having in mind that Patrick and Kaiden had hated each other, Amelia hesitantly said, "Err... I've lent it to my friend to be driven away, but he'll return it soon."

Patrick frowned. "Which friend? Wait a minute. Had you asked a friend to send you back last night?"

Talking of this, Amelia must have a special relationship with her friend. Otherwise, she would not have shared a car with him. She even agreed to lend the car to him.

Amelia replied obscurely, "It's just an ordinary friend of mine. We went out to handle some business together and happened to come back together."

Patrick felt that he could not get any realistic reply. He gloomily took the car keys out of his pocket. After he pressed the unlock button, he threw a cold glance at Amelia and said. "Get in the car."

Amelia nodded, opened the door on her left, and stepped in.

On the way, the two of them remained silent.

Until they passed by a restaurant that had yet to be opened, Amelia suddenly remembered, "Oh yes, Patrick, you haven't eaten yet!"

Patrick mocked her, "Until you have thought of me, I have already starved to death."

Amelia angrily glared at him, who was driving, and said, "Who let you come out and meet Florence in such a hurry? You deserved it!"

Patrick distractedly looked at her and asked, "Amelia, have you noticed that you've been a lot meaner recently?"

Where had the young lady who used to be loving and caring towards him gone?

Patrick could not suppress the sense of loss in his heart.

Amelia blinked and emphasized while hiding her real emotion, "In treating friends, of course I need to be as harmonious as the breeze, but to deal with enemies, I must be as ruthless as the cold!"

Patrick could not help reminding her, "I'm not your enemy, I'm your husband!"

Amelia immediately denied, "No, you can only be regarded as my housemate at most."

Patrick was speechless.

As she did not hear his reply, Amelia glanced at Patrick subconsciously.

His face was extremely mad. Luckily, he was driving at this moment and his strong hands could only hold the steering wheel, but not her neck!

As soon as they arrived at the square as agreed with Florence, Amelia immediately looked and said to the man next to her, "Shouldn't we find a spot to park first? If we drive further inside, we will run into the pedestrians there."

Patrick hummed in agreement.

Amelia thought for a moment and frankly said, "Well, I'll get out of the car and call Florence to ask where she is while you look for a parking space."

Patrick said slowly, "I think you can make your phone call while I find a parking space."

Amelia hesitated for a while and said, "What if we miss Florence while you are parking the car?"

That meant nothing to him. How he wished that Amelia missed everyone else except him!

While secretly complaining in his heart, Patrick still put a hypocritical smile on his face. "That won't happen. Florence has always arrived later than the time she had agreed on. While you're here worrying that you'll miss her, she may be still on her way here." "But...

"Trust me, she is my sister, my biological sister!"

Fine.

Amelia nodded blankly. She had not realized that she had been brainwashed by Patrick.

Patrick's lips curled up slightly with satisfaction upon Amelia's obedience. But his smile froze immediately.

What was he doing? He was being so shameless in such a small matter concerning whether to get off the car or not, just to spend a little more time with her.

He should have kept in mind that she was just treating him as a housemate for the time being!

Ten minutes later.

As Patrick reversed the Lamborghini into the spot, he pretended to ask casually, "By the way, why did Florence ask you out?"

Amelia said jokingly, "How dare you follow over without knowing anything?"

Patrick replied confidently, "Why wouldn't I dare? Is there any place in this world that I, Patrick Hopper, cannot go!"

Amelia got into a quarrel with him. "The ladies' toilet it is." Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Patrick parked the car in the box and turned his head to look at Amelia. There was indescribable evil in his eyes. "You've forgotten, I have also went into the ladies' toilet because of you."

Had...had he? Amelia was stunned for a moment.

"Do you need me to help you recall it?" Patrick held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other hand on the leather seat behind Amelia's back affectionately. He said word by word, "The first time was when we were entertaining customers. Your period suddenly came which trapped you in the toilet. You could only come out after I bought you some sanitary pads. The other time was when we were on a business trip. We suddenly had the urge to go swimming and you went to the bathroom to change into your swimsuit..."

Amelia did not allow him to finish. She refuted, "Can you stop reminiscing about these lecherous affairs?"

Unconsciously, Patrick and Amelia had been so close that they could even look at each other's eyelashes in detail. He chuckled and said, "Didn't you say that men are creatures that think with our lower bodies? To be honest, as long as I am with you, for almost 99% of the time... I'm thinking of... Hehe... Making up with you."

D*mn! How could she tolerate this?!

Amelia could not bear it. She quickly shook off her seat belt, opened the door and jumped out of the car. She had to stay far away from Patrick.

Through the rearview mirror, Patrick saw Amelia's face blushing.

Ah, she was still unable to stand the tease and became shy easily.

He whistled in a good mood. He also flicked the seat belt, opened the door and got off the car gracefully.

On the other side, Amelia had been pretending to make a phone call, because this was the only way to avoid the spiritual attack from Patrick!

"Amelia! I'm here!" Florence came up to them before Amelia and Patrick could have done so.

Amelia smiled and greeted her. "Long time no see, Florence."

Florence's nifty little eyes fell behind Amelia. She pretended to be curious and asked, "Eh? Amelia, isn't that...my brother behind you?"

"Yes, I lent my car to my friend, so your brother sent me here. I've troubled him."

In front of people who did not know the truth, Amelia still retained her respect towards Patrick.

Florence giggled. "No trouble at all! How could it be a trouble for him to send his own wife?"

Normally, whenever the two of them met, they would treat each other intimately.

But right this moment, most of Florence's interest had been taken away by Patrick.

Her brother, Patrick used to be free and unrestrained. When did he become henpecked?

Wherever his wife went, he followed her. His gaze had always focused on Amelia that he wanted to be with her each and every moment.

When he saw Florence looking at him with great interest, Patrick's eyes became cold. He said impolitely, "What are you looking at? Greet your brother!"