Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 542

Patrick was not willing to part with the tasty prey in his arms. When Amelia struggled to get up, he immediately placed his palm at the back of her head and pulled her into a kiss.

Amelia was speechless.

A moment later, under her glare of angry protest, Patrick let go of her and said in a muffling voice with dissatisfaction, "Stupid woman, don't you know better to close your eyes during a kiss?"

"Kiss? You forced it on me!" Amelia unceremoniously swatted Patrick's hands away from her waist and climbed off Patrick's lap.

Patrick touched his lips and asked, "Didn't you enjoy it the same in the end?"

"You!" Amelia was about to retort when she heard Dr. Scarlett's cautiously calling for her from the corridor outside the door. She cursed in her heart, "Oh no." Then, she turned around and left, ignoring Patrick.

Patrick's face unconsciously drew taut when Amelia disregarded him. If only Dr. Scarlett was not a woman, Patrick would not have let her get away with this so easily.

As Amelia walked out of the study, she caught sight of Dr. Scarlett not far away. She called softly, "Dr. Scarlett!"

Dr. Scarlett turned around and saw Amelia waving at her with her mobile phone in her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief and ran quickly toward her. "Miss Amelia, I thought you were in trouble!"

Amelia could not help but laugh. "This is my home. What can go wrong?"

Dr. Scarlett said worryingly, "I saw Mr. Patrick's expression when he went upstairs just now. And then you went and helped me to get my phone, but there was no sound of activity from you. I thought there was a homicide..."

Amelia laughed louder now. "Dr. Scarlett, do you watch thriller movies a lot?"

Dr. Scarlett was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

Amelia beamed. "Because your imagination is too wild!"

Dr. Scarlett was serious and said, "Stop joking around, I was really worried about you!"

Amelia quickly added, "Well, I know you were worried about me. But think about it. Although Patrick has a face of a murderer, he's not stupid enough to kill at home. Because this way, the police will link it to him right away. Am I right?"

Dr. Scarlett patted her chest and said, "Well, it seems that I had thought too much."

Seeing that Dr. Scarlett was genuinely concerned that Patrick would murder her, Amelia was both touched and amused.

"By the way, Dr. Scarlett," Amelia remembered and returned the phone to her. "Back to its rightful owner."

"Thank you." After Dr. Scarlett received the phone carefully as if she was handling a baby, she said to Amelia, "Then I'll head home first."

Amelia nodded and said, "Well, I'll see you off."

After sending Dr. Scarlett off, Amelia returned to the living room only to find Patrick descending the stairs from the second floor, dressed and suited up.

This man looked good in everything. He was like a living and breathing hormone, handsome no matter in pajamas or sportswear. Not to mention that when he wore formal suits especially, like now, he was exceptionally eye-catching.

While staring at him, Amelia felt a sense of uncertainty rose in her heart.

She thought that Dr. Scarlett's description of Patrick at noon was not accurate enough. Not only was his personality hard to take in, but his entire being was also difficult to handle!

However, a sliver of glory and charm would cause countless women to fall head over heels for him. Presumably, any woman who married him would feel a tremendous amount of pressure.

Fortunately, this man maintained his moral integrity. Otherwise, she, Mrs. Hopper, would be tired out.

While she was in her own mind, Patrick came in front of her. He lowered his eyes and said, "I'm going out."