Chapter 634
No matter how angry he was, Patrick could not help but heave a sigh of relief at this moment.
He moved closer and pushed aside the hair on Amelia''s cheeks, revealing her oval-shaped face as
well as her beautiful facial features.
His eyes first circled the top of her head twice, then continued up, and finally stopped at her scalp.
He wanted to check if her hair, which was missing, had grown back. If not, should he take her for
hair transnt?
Patrick was still very satisfied with the results of the examination. Amelia''s hair was growing fast
and there was no need for him to worry at all.
Burying his head into her neck, he rubbed the tip of his nose against her skin and sniffed the faint
perfume smell on her body. Patrick could not help but lose his mind a little.
He rubbed against Amelia''s face and neck, and his hair constantly sticking onto her skin.
Squinting her eyes, Amelia pushed the naughty head away and slowly raised her curly eyshes.
Her watery eyes met the handsome face that was right in front of her. "Have we arrived?" She
questioned
sleepily.
"Yes, we''re here." Staring at her slightly trembling eyelids, Patrick''s heart skipped a beat, and when
he finally realized what he was doing, he was already leaning in and was kissing Amelia''s eyelid.
Feeling a warm kiss on her eyelid, Amelia moved uneasily backwards.
This man seemed to have a different style of kissing. Others usually liked kissing the mouth, but he
liked to kiss her ears, eyes, neck, palm, and back of her hand.
At some point, Patrick finally moved away from her. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the
eye that had been kissed. However, her hand was stopped by him before she could wipe it off.
"What are you doing?" She gave him a strange look.
"Do you feel that ufortable when I kiss you?" Patrick grabbed her hand roughly, and the
tenderness in his eyes was gradually reced by displeasure.
Amelia said helplessly, "There''s saliva on it..."
Patrick''s felt suffocated and short of breath. Was there no romantic feelings in this woman''s heart?
When Amelia, who was anxious to fill her empty stomach, saw that Patrick was about to vent his
anger, she quicklypromised. "Alright, I
apologize."
That was more like it.
Patrick let out a scoff and let go of her hand.
With her hands finally released, Amelia rubbed her stiff neck with her hand. Then, she lowered her
head, unfastened the seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car.
When Patrick and Amelia walked into the restaurant together, the expressions of the two waiters
standing at the door became interesting.
Amelia walked forward as if she did not notice anything. Patrick felt a little guilty, because one of the
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Due to his guilt, Patrick kept ncing fiercely at that waiter, his eyes were full of warning.
However, the waiter mistakenly thought that Patrick was greeting him. Although the greeting was
stiff, the honest waiter still gave a simple smile and said clearly, "Mr. Hopper, wee to our
restaurant again."
Patrick cursed in a low voice, "D*mn it!"
At that moment, he really wanted to rip off the waiter''s head and kick it like a ball!
Amelia, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped when she heard this. She asked Patrick, "Do
youe here often?"
"No!" Patrick quickly blurted out.
"Then..." Amelia turned to looked at the waiter who greeted Patrick with a look of confusion.
Patrick red at the innocent waiter and strode towards Amelia. He held her shoulder and quickly
lead her inside the restaurant. "That guy had a slip of tongue. Don''t worry about him."
As soon as these words came out, Patrick frowned. No, he could admit that he had been to the
Silver Tower. Why couldn''t he say that?
After they sat down, Patrick and Amelia each got a menu. Amelia flipped through the pages and
asked casually, "Is there anything delicious here?"
"The fish chowder of this restaurant is very good!" Patrick cleared his throat uneasily when he
noticed Amelia freezing in the middle of flipping a page, and hastily added, "I heard this from
someone."
Amelia gave a faint ''okay'', as if she was not suspicious at all.
Patrick heaved a sigh of relief. He had never been as nervous as he was at this moment, for fear
that Amelia would notice that something was off.
Amelia sipped a ss of lemon water, then asked with a clear tone, "Apart from this, what else did
your friend rmend?"
Patrick could only pretend to the end. He gently touched the menu in Amelia''s hand and pointed out
the dishes the named.
Amelia responded with a grunt. When he suggested around four to five dishes, she put the menu
back down and said, "Then I''ll ordered now."
She proceeded to ring the service bell next to her.
Not long after, a tall and thin waiter appeared at their table. What made Patrick speechless was that
it was the same waiter who was in charge of his bill this afternoon.
"Sir, miss, what would you like to order?"
"Oh, I want this..." After Amelia finished listing all the dishes in one breath, she smiled at the waiter
and said, "Okay, that''s all for now."
"Okay." The waiter took back the menus, bowed, and left. At the same time, he secretly took a peek
at Patrick.
Mr. Hopper had quite good luck with women. He had one at noon and another one at night; each of
them was a great beauty.
Patrick was nervous the whole time from when the waiter appeared to his departure. Fortunately,
the waiter did not say anything he should not have said this time.
Just before Patrick could calm down, a fat man about 40 years old suddenly came to him and
greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Hopper, let me introduce myself. I''m the manager Silver Tower.
My surname is Mu."
Patrick narrowed his eyes. "Manager Moore, anything?"
Manager Moore took out a pair of emerald earrings from his business suit. "Mr. Hopper, these are
the earrings left by the guest who came with you for lunch at noon. After our staff picked it up, they
immediately handed it to me. I was wondering when I would be able to meet you so that I could
return them to you."
"Earrings?" Opposite him, Amelia''s voice was monotonous.
Freezing for a second, Patrick then immediately snatched the earrings from Manager Mu''s hand
and waved him away!
After Manager Moore left, Patrick was pondering about how to exin this situation to Amelia, but
she spoke up first, "At noon, I seemed to have called you. You said you were going to have lunch in
your office, but apparently, you were having lunch with someone else in Silver Tower?"