Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 153

"Patrick, you b*stard!" Amelia shouted at him. Although she was good- tempered, she could no more stand him because of the pain in her spine.

Patrick laughed, which made Amelia feel a little nervous. He reached out to fondle her beautiful lips and said, "You scold me again."

Amelia not only wanted to scold him, but also wanted to beat him!

But before she beat Patrick, he had already leaned over and kissed her lips. She was so angry that she wanted to bite his tongue, but he deliberately caressed the sensitive points on her body and then her body softened.

Patrick's kiss was meant to punish her for scolding him.

But he had a sexual desire and wanted to have sex with her right away!

Feeling his erection, Amelia's expression changed slightly. How could Patrick want to have sex with her at this time? It was almost time for work!

She was so angry and painful that she probably forgot that Patrick even dared flirt with her in the president's office, let alone he was at home, so he was bolder.

At this moment, the phone in Patrick's pocket rang, then he raised his head with his face darkened. The hair on his forehead was disordered, his shirt was messy and his pectorals heaved. He looked so sexy.

The mobile phone kept ringing, so he could only let go of Amelia for the time being and answered the phone...

Two seconds later.

Amelia saw that Patrick's eyes turned surprised and excited at close range.

The next second, she heard him ask incredulously, "Has Cynthia woken up?"

After getting the affirmative answer, Patrick replied quickly with joy, "I'll be there right now!"

It turned out that... Cynthia had woken up.

After knowing the reason why Patrick was suddenly so happy, Amelia had an indescribable feeling. She could not even feel the pain on her waist for the time being.

Patrick cast a glance at Amelia was was in a daze and said, "Do you want to go with me?"

Amelia came to sense and wanted to get up from the ground, but her waist was so painful that she couldn't even move, "You go first, I will be there later."

Seeing that Amelia didn't look well, Patrick thought that Amelia was angry with him, but he had no time to pay attention to her, "Whatever."

After Patrick left, Amelia pulled up her clothes with trembling fingers, only to see that the position of her spine turned red because of the injury, and even her legs hurt a little.

She went back to the second floor with great difficulty, found the first aid kit and applied a plaster to her waist. Then she went to the hospital in a hurry.

As soon as Amelia opened the door of the intensive care unit, she was stunned.

Patrick was carrying Cynthia out of the bathroom. When he saw Amelia, he didn't feel uneasy at all and put Cynthia on the bed. Just as he was about to cover Cynthia with a quilt, Cynthia said to him in a soft voice, "Patrick, I want to sit for a while."

"Sure." Then Patrick said slowly, "But you can't sit for a long time because you haven't recovered yet."

Cynthia smiled and said, "Okay." Then she looked at Amelia, who was stunned at the door, and said, "Hello, Madam Amelia Ramsay."

Amelia answered uneasily. After closing the door, she sat opposite Cynthia and asked, "How do you feel now?"

Cynthia raised her face and said, "I'm fine, but I'm so weak that I have to trouble Patrick when I need to go to the water closet." After that, she lowered her head dejectedly and said, "I'm like a good- for- nothing now."

Patrick' hand, which was holding the glass, paused and then he said unhappily, "Who dares say you're a good-for-nothing?"

Cynthia blinked her weak eyes and hurriedly explained, "I was just joking. Patrick, don't be angry."

Patrick took a deep breath and fed Cynthia water carefully as he said, "I'm not angry. I just hope you

don't think too much."