Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 224

Patrick was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Why are your noses so sharp? When I was working overtime, the client who I turned down this afternoon request to meet with me, so I took him to the restaurant for dinner."

Amelia felt the irony. He was so much better at lying than she was, and if Milton hadn't sent her that picture, she would have believed it!

Patrick was sitting on the couch, suddenly said to her, "Come here for a moment."

Amelia walked over indifferently, and with a quick glance she noticed that there were threads of blood faint under his suit jacket

She got worried, forgot to get angry, and sat down beside him to examine where the blood was coming from.

Patrick said easily, "Don't look for it, it's the knife wound in my arm that's cracked."

To be honest, he was so happy to see her worried expression that he couldn't even feel the pain.

Amelia glared at him, "Are you laughing? What are you laughing at? Don't you feel the pain?"

"Well, I'm not laughing." That said, his smile didn't stop.

Although Amelia was angry, she couldn't stand by and watch him get hurt, so she got up and said, "I'm going to call Paisley right now and get her over

here!"

Patrick reached out and took her wrist, looking into her eyes that couldn't hide her worry but feigned composure, "Don't bother her, you'll help me change my medication."

Amelia looked nervously at his blood- stained clothes, "You seem to be in a serious situation. I'm afraid I can't handle it."

"It's okay." Patrick tightened his grip on her sweaty hands tightly, smiled gently and said, "I wouldn't want to die before you."

Amelia talked back, "What are you talking about? Don't say nonsense!"

She then got up and went to the second floor to find scissors and a first aid kit, cutting open Patrick's coat as Paisley had done earlier to reveal the arm wrapped in a bandana inside.

Noticing her slightly wet eyes, Patrick's face smiled, "You look like you're on the verge of tears, is it possible that your conscience is starting to tell you that you're loving me so much?"

Amelia's medication stopped, "It's the injury that's so nauseating. It makes me sick to see it."

"Really?" Patrick continued to tease her, "Are you pregnant, or why else would you feel nauseous?"

Without even thinking about it, Amelia said, "There's no way I'm getting pregnant."

"Oh? Could it be that you're infertile?" Patrick raised his eyebrows.

Amelia really wanted to throw the potion in her hand right in his face, "Do you have to insult me like that to be happy? You always leave birth control pills in my room after you sleep with me. If that makes me still pregnant, that only proves one thing, I'm cheating on you behind your back!".

"Don't you dare!" As soon as Patrick heard her say the word "cheat", he became furious, "If you do anything wrong to me, I'll never let you go!"