Amelia pulled his large arm around her waist and looked up straight at him, "Yes, I am your wife nominally, so don't think of me as too forgiving. I can tolerate you seeing her from time to time is the limit, and if she is still secretly pestering you all the time, as your wife, I feel it is my duty to clear the way for our marriage."
Patrick understood. "Are you jealous?"
Amelia smiled slightly, neither acknowledging nor denying, "I'm being courteous, but don't you often interfere in my personal life and forbid me to have too much contact with men? Does that mean... you're jealous too?"
He scoffed at the word "jealous", "You think too much. I just don't want you to shame The Hopper Family."
Amelia's smile deepened. "That's right. I think so too."
The only thing that mattered was reputation, not anything else...
Perhaps, this was the best way for them to get along with each other.
It was too stupid to say love. She knew better than anyone that his heart had never stopped for her.
After half of the month...
The TV, internet, and even the giant screens in Times Square were covered with advertisements for "The Water of Life", and because the buzz about Amelia and Shawn hadn't completely disappeared, many young people were interested in the first independent product of Roxxon.
After the commercials aired, Amelia's life took some subtle changes, which brought a sweet burden for Amelia while a disaster for Patrick!
For example, Amelia would have admirers crowding downstairs at work every day to give her all sorts of little gifts, and some brave fans would even invite her to dinner after work!
And some companies have taken a liking to Amelia's image and invited her to endorse their merchandise in various ways...
What's more, Amelia even made it to the top of the Twitter trending list again, with some marveling at her beauty, some praising her, and of course many offensive comments.
Patrick knew all this at the office, closed his laptop hard, and cursed, "How dare you lowlifes want her?"
His secretary was at a loss for words.
After scolding the netizens, Patrick turned to his secretary and asked, "What's going on?"
The secretary handed Patrick a stack of cards in her hand, "Boss, these were sent up by security a few minutes ago. They're all business cards from advertisers and admirers, so I intercepted them all for you."
Patrick stared at the stack of business cards, "How many times is this?" "This is the second time... this week. Madam
Ramsay has a lot of admirers." The secretary laughed.
Patrick's voice lowed. "Are you happy for her?"
The secretary said cleverly, "I am happy for you. The more popular Madam Ramsay is, the more successful the propaganda of our 'The Water For Life' is, isn't it?"
Patrick stared at the pile of colorful business cards and frowned, "I'm just afraid she's too popular."
The secretary whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hopper. What did you say?"
"Nothing, just throw them away. Be careful not to be discovered." Patrick returned to his usual self.
The others followed and looked at Amelia longingly, giving her the illusion that she would be a sinner if she didn't agree, and she swallowed, tossing out one question that concerned her most, "May I ask, what does a costume look like?"
Lily smiled strangely and said, "You'll know when the time comes."
Amelia felt something wrong.
On the weekend, in the department office of Roxxon.
Inside the staff locker room, with the encouragement, Amelia took the first brave step, which was to move from the dressing room door to the mirror.
Looking up and observing herself in the mirror, Amelia saw that she was covered in a fluffy doll suit with a white fluffy tail glued to her butt, while her hands and feet were wrapped in a fleshy pink ball, and as if she wasn't bulky enough, Doris stood on her tiptoes and stuck two cat ears on top of Amelia's head.
"Well, it's perfect." Lily praised.
Amelia looked at herself in disgust, "I'd rather change into my original clothes. What the hell is all this sh*t!"
"Hold her down!" Lily panicked and hurriedly asked Doris to stop Amelia from returning to the changing room.
Lily held Amelia's soft cat-suit stomach tightly, while Doris tugged Amelia's "cat tail" in a rush. For a moment, the other employees looked at the three of them as if they were crazy.
"Amelia, that's it. It's good," Doris said.
"Yeah, I especially paid for you to order it, or a full set... Amelia, you're not going to break my heart, are you?" Lily said with emotion.
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