Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 227

In the silence, the only thing the two could hear over the phone line was each other's breathing.

For a long time, Amelia said with a soft sigh, "Milton has told me all about it. If I don't play dumb like this, are you never going to tell me what you've done to me?"

Beep... beep... beep...

The call was cut off by Patrick.

Amelia listened to the beeping, and said in a pleasant smile, "That's pretty arrogant."

At the Land of Fragrance.

Patrick threw his phone at the wall in frustration, but luckily it was sturdy and didn't break.

How could he have had so little patience? Amelia just tested him and then he exposed himself?

They'd just had an argument last night and Patrick was still angry. He'd even retaliated by trying to call his secretary to withdraw his original plan to keep Amelia on the receiving cyber violence!

But when he thought that Amelia was the "Shawn's Girlfriend" that everyone was talking about, he couldn't stand it and wanted to tell the whole world that Amelia had nothing to do with that gigolo boy!

He had planned to let Amelia feel anxious for a while and teach her a lesson.

He wouldn't have thought that Milton would tell her what the plan was, and he even didn't know it. It was a shame for him to be so impulsive and act like he wanted to claim credit for her.

It was Amelia who's supposed to be grateful to him, and now it turned into him reluctantly begging for praise in front of her instead!

Patrick was still sulking when Amelia returned. She opened the door and walked into the living room. The first thing she saw was the phone slammed into the corner. She was surprised and impressed, "what a temper Patrick had!"

He sat on the couch with his back to her. He actually heard her walking. Even though his neck was so stiff and was a little tired, he didn't look back, and his eyes just stared at the TV.

Amelia knew exactly what he was thinking and she bent down to pick up her phone from the floor before moving closer to him, "Hey, your phone."

Patrick remained unmoved.

Amelia said in a coaxing tone, "You don't want it? Then I'll throw it to the trash can."

Patrick said dismissively, "Fine, you can throw it. The phone is worth over $100,000. Do you have money to pay me back?"

Amelia was stunned. Patrick had said that on purpose, as all of his stuff was very expensive and she couldn't afford to pay for any of it.

Putting Patrick's phone back in his hand nicely, Amelia muttered, "I thought you weren't going to talk to me for the rest of your life."

Patrick snorted. He really didn't want to talk to this little woman who always pissed him off if he could control himself.

Amelia pressed her palm against his tough chest with deliberate tenderness and said flatteringly, "All right! Don't be angry, I didn't mean to provoke you earlier. I just wanted to hear you admit something yourself. You're my husband, but everything you've done for me I've heard from someone else, do you think that's appropriate?"

D*mn it!