Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 773

Patrick's second instinct was to flee, but unfortunately, a few drops of his nosebleed dripped onto the desk as well, which was definitely going to pose as a source for suspicion.

As a result, Patrick's third reflex was to wipe the desk clean before escaping, but where was the f*cking paper towels?

When Patrick could not find any paper towels around him, he began to get enraged!

He then stopped caring about anything else and tried his best to use the sleeve of his limited-edition shirt to wipe the table...

He rubbed... And rubbed... And rubbed again....

And the blood continued to flow from his nose... Drip... Drop...

As a result, all of his efforts were wasted in a couple of seconds...

Not only that, though his palms and back of his hands were dirty and his sleeves were stained, the table still was not clean...

Cursing under his breath, Patrick was angered to the point where he was beginning to feel light-headed. All he could do at this moment was to tip his head backwards while feeling around and wipe away the blood on the table with his sleeve...

Just like doing a handstand could make tears flow backwards, it seemed to have the same effect on stopping the nosebleed.

Finally, when the heat in his nose slowly dissipated, Patrick heaved a sigh of relief and tried to lower his head.

And right at this moment, the bathroom door opened.

Patrick, while lowering his gaze, crossed eyes with Amelia, who was stepping out of the bathroom.

His eyes first narrowed in confusion, then followed by a gape of disbelief. Amelia was wearing his shirt and trousers!

To top it off, because his shirts were mostly white, her upper body was dressed in a layer of thin fabric, contributing nothing to cover up the beautiful view before him...

And when his attention fell to her inexplicably shy expression, Patrick was suffocating internally, finding the scenery much more exciting than listening to her melodic hums.

"Um... I realized I didn't bring any clothes to change when I closed the door... So, I borrowed your clothes to wear for the time being. I'll give them back to you

later."

Swaying her arms around underneath the wide hem of his clothes and kicking the long trouser legs, Amelia glanced at Patrick behind the desk, saying with some hint of embarrassment.

Patrick had not heard a word she said. All he took in was how attractive her opening and closing lips looked at this moment. To prevent his nose from causing a ruckus again, he resolutely tore his gaze away from her and grunted, "Hmm."

'Hmm'?

Noticing Patrick's indifferent expression, Amelia sighed with relief in furtive as she thought, "Great. Luckily, he's not mad about me wearing his clothes..."

"Then I'll go back to my room to change," Amelia then added.

Patrick forced out another stiff 'hmm' from his tightened throat again. His body was clearly overfilled with the yearning to pounce on her right then and there, but his reasoning made him looked impassive and cold.

Perhaps the room was too dark, or maybe the trouser legs were too long for her, for when Amelia took a small step forward, she fell!

Furthermore, she had fallen facing Patrick.

Pffft!

Unfortunately, he still lost control of his nosebleed, and he even lost it all right in front of Amelia, whom he dreaded to see him like this!

When Amelia recovered from her trip and patted her knees to stand back up, she saw Patrick had turned his back onto her, his shoulders and his back muscles pulled tautly. She did not know what he was doing, but it seemed like he had his hands on his face.

"Is he looking into a mirror?" Amelia could not help wondeirng.

"Or is he picking his nose?" Amelia's thoughts then began to take an unorthodox path.

"Get... Get out..." With his back to Amelia and his hand over his tall nose bridge, Patrick uttered in a hoarse voice that sounded even worse than when he said he was 'sick'.

Upon hearing him, Amelia's sleek brows creased with doubt. "Your voice sounds so nasally. Are you actually sick? Turn around. Let me check your temperature"