Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 121

Patrick snorted, and he was in a better mood.

Amelia lowered her head and opened the bag. After seeing the black dress inside, she asked in surprise, "What's this?"

She would not be so narcissistic as to think that Patrick would specially buy a dress for her.

Patrick looked at her and said blandly, "A dress."

"For me?" Amelia's eyes were shining. Not only because of the light of the jewels on the dress, but also because of Patrick. She was touched.

But what Patrick said next let her down, "I gave it to you because it doesn't fit Paisley."

The sweet smile on Amelia's face disappeared. She thought that Patrick chose the dress for her specially and wanted to give her a surprise.

But this was a second-hand dress left by Paisley.

In a fit of anger, Amelia stuffed the dress back into the bag and said firmly, "I don't want it."

Patrick sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He tapped his knee lightly with his fingers and asked unhappily, "Why? Don't you like it?"

He seldom bought a gift for a women, so he couldn't accept Amelia's refusal.

Amelia said with a fake smile, "I don't deserve such a beautiful dress. Is that okay?"

Patrick said resolutely, "I bought you this and you have to wear it.." "What I should wear depends on myself." Amelia said stubbornly.

"Really?" Patrick sneered. He felt that he really needed to give her a lesson.

He stood up from the sofa and walked to Amelia in a few steps. Then he raised his hand, grabbed her wrist accurately and dragged her into the bedroom, "Since you don't want to, I have to change it for you personally."

Amelia couldn't get rid of Patrick's hands. She was exasperated and patted his strong arm, "Let me go!"

Patrick ignored her words, dragged her to the door of the master bedroom with one hand and quickly opened the door with the other hand.

Then, he pushed Amelia to the bed.

Her black hair naturally scattered on the white sheets, which looked so beautiful.

Amelia's face was pale. Fortunately, she fell down on the bed. Otherwise, her head would be hurt if she fell down on the ground.

Staring down at her, Patrick took out the gorgeous dress from the bag, bent down and said to her with threatening as well as coaxing, "I'll ask you the last time, do you want to wear it yourself or let me do it for you?"

Amelia glared at Patrick angrily, and her heart was filled with grievances. Why did she have to wear a dress left by Paisley?

Did Patrick have to insult her like this in order to feel happy?

Patrick buried his head in her neck and said flirtatiously, "Mrs. Hopper, in fact, you want me to help you change your clothes. Now you are staring at me in a daze to seduce me, right?"

Amelia's face flushed with anger, "I am not as shameless as you!"

After saying that, she took the smooth dress in his hand and said with grievance, "I can wear it by myself. Go out now!"

But Patrick refused to leave. He crossed his arms over his chest and sat by the bed, waiting for her to take off her clothes.