Chapter 769
After the trip from Timothy Vige, Amelia had since treated Huxton as a friend. And sometimes,
she even forgot that he also was Patrick''s subordinate...
Listening to Patrick''s analysis, Amelia could not help asking herself if she was really in the wrong.
Was she overstepping by disregarding Patrick''s intention and the orders he gave to Huxton, even
though she had done so with goodwill?
"Wait a minute. That''s not right!" thought Amelia.
She was the reason why Huxton was punished, so it was only reasonable for her to ask for his
punishment to be lifted!
Instead, if she did not do or say anything, it would truly then be againstmon sense!
"Mr. Hopper, though what you said makes sense, but Huxton only got punished because of me.
Secondly, I still stand my ground that I don''t think he''ll betray you, so..."
Under his cold gaze, Amelia''s voice faltered with each word she said.
She eventually realized that this was not the time to argue with Patrick because sometimes, there
was no room to negotiate with this man. He wanted to punish Huxton, but she wanted to protect
him. It was a contradiction itself, so it was hard forthem to see eye to eye.
That was why she had no choice but to say, "Huxton knows he''s wrong."
Patrick then asked sharply, "If he knew it, why didn''t he find me earlier and admit his wrongdoing?"
Amelia added casually, "He has already prepared a spread full of a feast downstairs, waiting to
apologize to you!"
Patrick nced at her with ridicule, for he did not think Huxton woulde up with such a weak
way of apologizing.
If Huxton was sincere about it, he would have kneeled on the ground and let Patrick beat him to his
heart''s content for his mistake!
Turning his gaze away, Patrick uttered indifferently, "I don''t ept his apology."
Amelia was slightly angered. "Why are you like this? You''re so stubborn!"
An outrage appeared on her small face, which made her expression looked more vivid. Patrick
could not help but raised his hand and cupped her blushing, tender face. He was caressing her
supple cheeks when he asked slowly, "Then, what do you want me to do?"
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Amelia''s face was itching from his touch. Amelia then grabbed the hand that was touching all over
her face and said, "I want you to eat the dinner that Huxton prepared!"
After pondering for a while, Patrick said miraculously, "That won''t be a problem..."
Amelia''s nervous expression softened at once.
But Patrick then gave her a sidelong nce and said. "Just that after dinner, he has to continue
standing outside the house."
"No way!" Amelia was stunned for a second before hurriedly continuing, "If you eat Huxton''s dinner,
it means that you forgive him. But if you still n to punish him, then you can''t eat it!"
"Do you think I care about his cooking?" Hearing her calling Huxton''s name in such a friendly way,
Patrick''s hand around her waist pulled her towards him retaliatingly, and satisfyingly hearing
Amelia''s whine.
Her moan was so sweet that it sounded like she was humming a melodic tune, her half-sobbing
state hooked on his soul in an instant!
If she would serve herself as the ''dinner'' and bring herself to him, maybe he would consider letting
Huxton off.
After all, Patrick punished Huxton for two reasons.
Firstly, he wanted to vent his anger. Secondly, he wanted to stir up the guilt in Amelia''s heart for her
toe to him obediently and let him do whatever he wanted to her.
Amelia cursed Patrick in silence when Patrick yanked her to him with such force. She was pregnant,
what if the baby slipped out? It would be impossible for him topensate her then!
After that, Amelia felt depressed and frustrated when she recalled that Huxton had met with such an
undeserving disaster because of her.
Looking at the man who refused to yield to her, she decided to y cunning and said, "I was the
one who came homete, and I was the one who decided to let Huxton in. I was also the one who
lied to you into making you open the door. I''ll bear the punishment on Huxton''s behalf!"
The look in Patrick''s eyes darkened. "Are you really willing to take his ce and be punished?"
"Yes!" said Amelia right away, epting the punishment to stand outside the house!
Upon hearing her determined reply, Patrick wasted no time, leaned towards her, andtched his lips
onto her.
He continued to take her in... Sipping her...
He was set on making her hum that soul-stirring melody for him...
Amelia was taken aback.
It was not until a momentter that it came to her that they had not concluded Huxton''s issue. If so,
what was Patrick throwing himself at her, biting her for?
Enraged, she bit him back.
Her ''passionate'' response sparked fireworks in Patrick''s eyes, and he entangled himself with her
even more unceremoniously.
Forgetting their intended purpose, they stood at the edge of the corridor, kissing each other at the
top of the stairs...
It was not until Amelia was carried off the floor by Patrick did she realized from a blur that she had
landed herself in a bad situation.
Her voice was no longer impassive but full of eagerness when she asked, "What... What are you
going to do?"
Licking the corner of his alluring lips, Patrick replied with his husky voice, "Didn''t you say you want
to get punished for Huxton?"
Amelia then rested her somewhat dizzying head on his chest and blurted out a question that was
irrelevant to the graceful atmosphere at the moment, "You punish Huxton by kissing him?
Hugging him?"
After a long silence, Amelia''s words earned a simple reply from Patrick, "Don''t think I''ll stop just by
saying that."
After sending the master bedroom door flying with a kick, Patrick made his way to the edge of the
bed with Amelia in his arms, then ced her on their bed.
"Uh... Don''t get impulsive..." Amelia was thinking of the baby in her belly and quickly refused
Patrick.
In silence, Patrick then tore off Amelia''s clothes cor with ease, exposing her delicate, dainty
corbone with their wedding ring hanging in the middle of it.
Catching sight of the wedding band, Patrick''s expression melted. Picking the ring up with his index
finger, he lowered his head andid a gentle kiss on it.
Though his kiss was devoid of physical contact with her, his behaviour made Amelia''s heart tremble,
as if his kiss had branded her heart.
As soon as the kiss stopped, Patrick slowly put his hand back and slid the wedding ring back to the
centre of Amelia''s vicles.
Before Amelia had time to calm down, Patrick''s slender and wless hands had climbed onto her
shoulders and were about to strip her off her shirt from her opened cor.
She could not let that happen!
She wanted to push his huge and wild hands away in reflex, but Patrick held onto one of Amelia''s
cuffs.
Seeing that she was not willing to cooperate, he tugged at her sleeve quite savagely and ended up
tearing off her sleeve as well...
This rip was good for Patrick, and he was even gleeful at the thought that he would tear off her
clothes wherever she moved next.
But when he noticed the bruises at the crook of Amelia''s arm, his fiery passion was met with an
abrupt pause, leaving behind only a frightening chill!
Snapping back to his senses, he then pulled her arm before him to inspect more closely...