Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 117

Feeling that Amelia was unwilling to look at him, Patrick's face became stiff. He said with a little anger, "We are husband and wife, why should I sleep in another room?"

Without looking back, Amelia said word by word, "If you have someone else in your heart, don't sleep in my bed. I feel sick."

Patrick's voice turned nervous, "What are you talking about?"

Amelia sneered.

He forgot what he had said after sobered up. However, his affectionate words and deep eyes hurt her heart so much.

Amelia grabbed the quilt under her body with all her strength, looked back and at Patrick and said faintly, "Patrick, speak frankly. In fact, your treasure is never the study, but the high school textbooks in the study. Am I right?"

Patrick was silent, while Amelia continued to say boldly, "You fell in love with your substitute teacher before. You still love her now, and you'll always..."

Patrick became angry, he growled in a low voice, "Shut up! Don't mention her!"

Seeing that he had lost all his manners, Amelia smiled leisurely and said, "Does your heart ache when I mention her? How poor you are. It is her birthday today, but you can only drink to relieve your worries, and then go home to hold me whom you don't really love."

"Bang!"

Patrick punched on the pillow next to Amelia. The pillow was broken and the cotton wadding was flying up and down. Patrick slowly withdrew his fist and said, "Mrs. Hopper, don't make me angry."

Amelia's heart turned cold. It turned out that this was what he looked like when he was furious, which was totally different from what he looked like when he returned home. When he returned home, he was drunk and acted like a spoiled child.

He was tender and warm to the woman who had abandoned him, but he treated her so ruthlessly.

Amelia wanted to cry. But she sniffed and said with a poker face, "Mr. Hopper, can you go back to your room and be sad alone? I want to sleep now."

Listening to her calm tone, Patrick hated her so much that he wanted to choke her to death.

Since Amelia made him so angry, he wouldn't let her go so easily.

He squatted down and used his knees to suppress her feet. Then he held her small hands with one hand, and slowly unbuttoned her shirt with the other hand, "Mrs. Hopper, I will tell you with practical actions that my body and heart can think about different things at the same time."

Amelia said excitedly, "You can, but I can't!"

The only thing that Patrick wanted to do at the moment was to have sex with Amelia crudely. He said hurtfully, "Why don't you want to make love with me so much? Who do you want to keep your virginity for?"

Amelia shook her head in pain, "Stop talking!"

Patrick's insulting words hurt Amelia's heart. Her body was trembling, and she struggled more violently.

But Patrick thought that she hated being caressed by him, so he grabbed the back of her head with his palm and forced her to look at him.

Until he saw Amelia's randy eyes, he said again, "I treat you so crudely, but you still want me, right?"

Amelia bit her lower lip in shame and anger, refusing to answer him.

Patrick frowned discontentedly. He begun to caresses Amelia's sensitive waist. Finally, Amelia begun to groan.