Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 719

It was laughable that Patrick would have this kind of moment too!

Like a comical clown he was, he put on a show in front of her, when in fact, she had known everything.

Listening to the lack of care he showed towards this and even sounded as if he was mocking her, a chill flooded her heart as she clutched the seat underneath her and inhaled a big mouthful of air...

After a long while, she asked, "Since you love her so much, have you ever thought about giving her a status?"

Patrick's frown deepened. He pulled out the hand that Amelia had been keeping in her trouser pocket since she entered the car and held her arm tightly, asking with a stern visage, "What do you f*cking mean by that?"

Amelia lifted her misted gaze, and she was surprised when she caught sight of his purlicue that was bandaged in white gauze. Was he injured?

After her worry had subsided, she hurriedly averted her eyes and tried her best to calm down. "If you do love her so much, we might as well..." "Shut up!" Patrick's face fell even darker. His hand that was grasping around Amelia's arm had slowly started to bleed from the force he exerted, gradually dyeing the cuffs of her sleeves red.

Amelia could feel her bone almost crushing in his strength. Her eyelashes vibrated as she looked up at him with tears glistening in her eyes and asked sorrowfully, "You know what I mean, right?"

And Patrick's reply was to lean over and plant a heavy kiss on her red lips!

Shutting her teary eyes, Amelia very gently cooperated with his barbaric demand.

Because she already regarded this as their final kiss before separation.

Patrick gripped her wrist tightly with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, constantly deepening the kiss under the influence of his extreme anger!

The woman who had taken the initiative to confess her feelings for him, the one who said she would wait for his answer, told him that she wanted to retreat at this moment!

Amelia's lips split, and the faint tang of blood seeped between her lips into her tongue. She groaned uncomfortably, "Oh! No... No!"

Her protest pulled Patrick back to his senses. He raised his head suddenly and said hoarsely with his ruffled hair, "Amelia, listen to me, nothing happened between me and Sissi!"

Nothing happened?

There was a hint of ridicule in Amelia's eyes. How could she believe him when she saw the pictures the paparazzi took of him and Sissi when she went to the Council Chamber this noon?

Bearing the prickling sensation from her bleeding lips, Amelia spoke, "Everything that I had seen and heard is not something you can deny with just a simple explanation!"

Hadn't he done enough for Sissi? He even almost lost his life at the snowy mountain at Timothy Village for her!

With Patrick treating her with such importance, how could she believe that they had not rekindled the old affair they had between them?

Amelia admitted that there was no way she could make up for the memories that Sissi and he had accumulated since their youth even if she tried to exhaust her entire life for it...

If that was the case, then there was no need for the suffering to continue. She was willing to let go to satisfy their relationship together!

Even though such a decision was the cause of her rapid breathing, the buzzing in her brain, and the

ringing in her eardrums, there was only a dead-end waiting for her at the end of their marriage...

Watching her face turned pale, Patrick could not help but want to hold her in his arms. But his hands were shaking so much for he was afraid that this would be their last hug before he lost her forever...

At Land of Fragrance.