Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 639

Amelia smiled tightly, "I know, but I still have confidence in my current skin condition."

Patrick was older than her. The one who should be have those packages was him.

Finley was actually admiring Amelia's confidence at this moment.

After all, Amelia's man was not extraordinary. For a woman to be beside an ordinary man, she might be replaced by someone new later if she was not guaranteed to be radiant from time to time.

Tugging the corner of her white shirt, Finley whispered to her, "Aunt, aren't you afraid that one day, when you become disfigured, Uncle will fall in love with someone younger?"

Amelia smiled lightly. It was hard to tell if that was a smile of self-confidence or self-abased. "I'm not worried. He likes girls who are older than him."

Finley's eyebrows flew up high, and she gave Amelia a thumbs-up. "Respect. You are supreme."

When Patrick was younger, it was heard that he loved and tried to pursue his own teacher.

"What are you guys talking about behind my back?"

Patrick asked boredly.

"Nothing. I'm discussing with Finley about which package I should choose for you." Amelia replied him in the midst of her discussion.

"I'll just choose the same as you." Patrick said offhandedly.

"Hmm?" Amelia asked, "Don't you want to choose a suitable package for your current condition?"

Patrick looked at Amelia deeply and said lowly, "Actually, instead of all these packages, I would rather carry you to bed and roll around in the sheets with you. I'm sure it'll be way better than any combos they have here."

"Wow!" Finley whistled at the round receptionist desk.

Amelia blushed at the actions of this pair of hooligan uncle and niece. She asked, frowning, "Do you still want to do it or not? If you don't, then we should just go home!"

"Uncle, did you hear that? Aunt wants to do it with you." Her words were completely innocent, but Finley had said them in a weird tone, making the whole meaning to be different.

"Alright, you can stop being so noisy now!" Patrick ordered, "Get someone to clean up the empty room as soon as possible so that it'll be convenient for me and your aunt..."

"Patrick!" Amelia was blushing so much.

Patrick smirked at Finley and continued, "It'll be convenient for me and your aunt to get a sauna."

"No problem!" Finley opened the drawer in front of the desk, took out a card, and handed it to Patrick. "This is the room card with the room number on it. I hope my uncle and aunt will be able to sweat all your stress out in it, and come out with a fully relaxed body."

"Thank you." Patrick's smile was particularly devilish, making Amelia feel terrified.

At second floor.

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he saw Amelia continuing to walk forward with her head down, past their designated room. Patrick called out to her, "Where else are you going? We've reached room 201."

Amelia pointed to the dressing room at the front and glanced back at Patrick. "Shouldn't we change our clothes first?"