Chapter 611
"B*stard! Let go of me!" Yanking and wing at his strong arm, Amelia stood up and ran to the door.
Unexpectedly, Patrick suddenly stretched out his long leg and had made her trip!
"Ah!" Amelia lost her bnce and fell forward, but Patrick caught her by her waist in time and
swooped her into his arms.
He lowered his head and looked into her eyes, which was in shock from what had just happened. A
trace of satisfaction shed across his face, and he easily captured her red lips in his.
As if he wanted to reim what he had lost for the past ten days, the kiss gradually deepened and
became harsher!
"No!" shouted somewhere from the depths of Amelia''s heart.
His kiss was making her sick!
All because she was not sure whether the same lips had kissed Sissi!
However, Patrick had never epted rejection. Even if what he wanted was not his, he would still
take it by any means, not to mention that Amelia was rightfully his, to begin with!
"Don''t move..."
He mumbled her a warning, then Patrick turned her to the other side and pressed her onto the sofa
underneath him.
One of his hands rested on her head to stop her from bumping into the arm of the sofa while the
other encircled her waist.
He had first thought that the ten days away from Northville would pass by before he knew it, but
when he touched Amelia''s body, he could not help but feel that thest ten days felt like an eternity.
To tell the truth, Patrick was furious and even ashamed of himself for being so eager and useless.
Why did it have to be her? Patrick got increasingly annoyed at himself as he unzipped Amelia''s
dress rough and speedily.
Watching Amelia''s fair skin being exposed to him more and more, the beast in Patrick''s chest leapt
alive.
"Stop being like this!" Amelia wrapped her arms around her shoulders and barely covered her
chest. She pleaded, "Stop bullying me again!"
Stopping what he was doing, Patrick raised his handsome face, colored with madness. "You call our
pleasure as bullying, but find the intimacy with other men normal? Amelia, are you out of your
mind?"
Amelia murmured in response, "I don''t like doing this kind of thing here, where everyone had lied
down before..."
Patrick growled, "Why are you so troublesome?"
Amelia frowned and said, "Aren''t you having mysophobia? How can you stand it when even I
can''t?"
Patrick felt as if he was stricken with lightning. She was right, didn''t he have mysophobia?
And yet, he wanted nothing more than to punish Amelia in this filthy and chaotic ce!
What was wrong with him? Couldn''t he just endure a little longer?
Amelia pushed him away with great effort in the seconds when Patrick was lost in his thoughts, then
quickly pulled the zipper back up with her back to Patrick.
"You..." Just as Patrick was about to say something to redeem himself, he caught a glimpse of a red
mark on Amelia''s back from the corner of his eyes. He noticed it even though she had changed
swiftly into her dress!
"What happened to your back?"
Amelia, who had her back to Patrick, was confused at first, then became frustrated. How could she
forget about this?
Turning back, she replied airily, "I identally hit into something."
Patrick did not buy it. "Hit into something? If that''s the case, then your entire back should be red,
right?"
Amelia ignored his question. "Pack up, and let''s go home. I still have to go to work tomorrow
morning."
Her head ached at the mention of work. How should she answer Jonathan when he asked her
about the coboration tomorrow?
At the thought of this, she could not help but shot a re at Patrick. He caught her red-handed.
Watching his eyes as they narrowed dangerously, she pretended as if she had done nothing and
looked elsewhere, so as not to give him any more excuses to punish her!
On the way back to Land of Fragrance, Amelia asked seemingly inadvertently, "Didn''t you lose your
phone? Why is the SIM card still with you?"
Patrick, who was driving, answered with his eyes on the road, "Don''t you know that SIM cards can
be reregistered?"
Amelia replied, "Yes, SIM cards can be reced, but it will be very difficult to find another model of
that phone."
Patrick''s fingers clenched on the steering wheel. He uttered with some sorrow, "I regret that I''ve lost
it." "How did you lost it?" Amelia looked at him and asked.
Patrick recounted his memories. He realized that his phone was missing when he intended to call
for help right after Sissi and he had fallen into the hole.
But obviously, he would not tell Amelia the truth, so he simply replied, "I forgot."
At that, Amelia let out a soft sigh. "You really don''t seem to care much about our couple phone."
After a pause, she took out her spotless pink mobile phone from her bag. While stroking it, she
whined, "Ah, Pinky, your Inky had died a gruesome death. You didn''t even get to see him for thest
time! Both of you, such a pair of modern Romeo and Juliet..."
Patrick almost lost control of the elerator and brake. He slowed the speed down and asked in a
strange tone, "Who''s Pinky?"
"Oh, it''s this!" Amelia waved her mobile phone at him.
"Then what the hell is Inky?" Patrick scowled.
"Mr. Hopper, your memory is bad, but your brain is awful. Wasn''t the phone you lost ck in
colour?"
Amelia threw a sympathetic stare at him as if she was looking at a fool.Property ? N?velDrama.Org.
A vein bulged on Patrick''s forehead when he saw her expression. "They''re just some crappy
phones, so why are you talking to me about some ''Pinky'' and ''Inky''?"
Amelia raised a finger and shook it. "To me, they are objects full of life. Who knows, maybe Inky will
appear in my dreams two dayster and tell me how it passed away."
Patrick found her odd and said, "Amelia, don''t y tricks on me, or I''ll drive to the psychiatric
hospital right away!"
Amelia pped her hands and said with a beam, "A psychiatric hospital, great! No one is more
suitable to live there than Mr. Hopper, who just loves to act dumb and y pretend!"
Perhaps it was because of guilt, but Patrick fell silent after hearing ''act dumb and y pretend''.
Catching the shift in his face, Amelia''s eyes turned cold. She was right to think that he was hiding
something from her after all.
The two of them, both with loads on their minds, returned to Land of Fragrance without saying
another word. Amelia got off the car first, waved at Patrick, then entered the house with a quiet
yawn.
Patrick suppressed the urge to drag her back into the car and instead drove to the underground
garage with a darkened mood.
As soon as he parked the car, an elegant melody rang. Patrick was startled and confused at first,
then it came to his realization that his new phone was ringing.