Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1480

"Hahahaha, stop it...stop tickling me..."

Amelia tried to pull her foot back, but Patrick was already on guard. He locked one of his hands firmly around her ankle, and made her unable to move.

"Don't you like to laugh? I'll let you laugh enough at once!"

Patrick watched the beauty lying on the sofa laughing happily. After a while, her hair was messed, her clothes were in a mess too, and her cheeks were blushed. This made her look sexy.

Noticing the tightness in his abdomen, he could not help but let out a bitter laugh. Was he punishing her or torturing himself?

A moment later, Amelia felt stomach- ache from laughing too much . She quickly begged, "Let me go... Mr. Hopper..."

Her soft voice like a cat's paw scratching on Patrick's heart, which caused a stir in a sudden.

F*ck!

He could not help curse with hoarse, "If you want me to let you go, say something nice."

"What...do you want me to say?" Amelia asked, gasping.

"Well... Say to me, hubby, I know I'm wrong. Please, don't torture me anymore." Patrick enjoyed being a bad boy.

Amelia, who had no strength to bargain at this moment, quickly repeated, "Dear hubby... I know I'm wrong...please...don't torture me anymore!"

Sh*t!

Patrick found that his physiological reaction was getting stronger. However, Amelia knew nothing about it. She continued show him her lovely and sultry appearance, and this made him feel that his abdomen was going to explode.

He quickly let go of her feet, turned his handsome face to one side, and took a deep breath.

"Ha..." On the other side, Amelia was limply lying on the sofa.

At this moment, she actually thought of nothing.

Until Patrick patted her on the hip and said, "Go take a bath and go to bed early tonight."

"All right." Amelia was having the same idea. After playing with him for a while, her clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Also, sleep with me tonight," Patrick said.

Amelia teased him. "Aren't you afraid that I'll refuse?"

"I don't think you will."

"Oh?"

"Because you said that you don't want to stay alone."

All right.

Amelia was defeated again.

After taking a bath, Amelia walked out of the bathroom barefooted and happened to see Patrick came in with a glass of milk.

"Just in time. Drink it," he said.

Amelia took the cup and found that it was warm. She lowered her head and took a sip, and found that the temperature was just right. She could not help but thank him.

A dark light flashed in Patrick's eyes by stared at her moist lips, "Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious." Amelia lowered her head and took another sip.

"Really? Then I'll taste it." When his voice fell, he forcefully held her small face, lowered his head and kissed her lips. He picked up the milk that she had yet to swallow.

After a while...

Patrick saw her in a trance looking at the phone and said, "Give me your phone. I'll talk to him."

"Is this okay?" Amelia hesitated. She really did not know how to face the people from the company right this moment.

"Don't worry. Leave it to me."

Patrick's words were very appealing. Amelia could not help hand the phone over. "Uncle Tucker is a good man. I hope you can talk nicely to him."

"I know, you rest well." Patrick took the phone. He lifted the quilt on his body, and put on slippers. Then he opened the door and went to the corridor.

Amelia suddenly felt weak in contrast to his sturdy back. This was her business, but she chose to avoid it...

Outside the corridor, Patrick slide over the "Answer" button and answered, "Hello".

"Who are you?" Jonathan asked suspiciously.

"I'm Patrick, Patrick Hopper." "Why is Director Ramsay's phone with you?"

Jonathan was surprised.

"She's my wife. If the phone not with me, where else can it be?" Patrick laughed.

"Well, please ask her to answer the phone. I have something important to talk to her."

Jonathan was curious, but he was not worried about the Amelia's safety at all. He knew that Patrick was the last person in the world who would hurt Amelia.

Patrick lowered his voice and said, "She's asleep. If you need anything, just tell me. I'll take a message for you."

"Oh, Director Ramsay is asleep? Well... Forget it. I'll call her tomorrow." Jonathan hesitated and said.

"Mr. Tucker, Amy is very sad now, so I don't think it's a good time for you to trouble her with the company matters. Do you understand what I mean?" Patrick said politely but resolutely.