Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 240

Patrick felt lost and held Cherry's face in one hand, she felt frightened by his stare, then he smiled, "Your name is Cherry isn't it?"

"Yes, boss." Cherry nodded her head repeatedly, thinking that her good days were coming.

Patrick pretended to say gently, "You are not to leave this room until I return, do you hear me? "

"Okay, boss, I'll just be here and wait for you." Cherry was caught up in Patrick's smile, forgetting for the moment that he had ever hit on her.

Patrick picked up his clothes from the floor and hurriedly dressed them, then quickly chased the direction Amelia had disappeared.

Amelia was a fast walker, but she couldn't match Patrick's speed.

Suddenly she was stopped by Patrick, who was the person she didn't want to see at this moment. Amelia asked coldly, "What else? "

"I can prove that I did nothing to Cherry," Patrick said.

"Well, how do you prove it?" Amelia snorted. "Unless there is a surveillance camera in your room, is there?"

Patrick shook his head. "No, there is not."

VIP rooms are reserved for distinguished guests whose privacy is not subject to Royal Joy Club's interference.

Amelia said ironically, "Oh, fine." "What do you mean by 'fine'?" Patrick said discontentedly, "You came here this morning meant that you still care about me. Then why don't you spend more time for me to prove it?"

"Because I don't have time to waste on you, okay?" Amelia roared with a broken spirit. She was really tired and was afraid that it would prove that Patrick had slept with that woman last night.

He had disappointed her too many times, and she didn't want to believe him anymore.

Patrick looked at her seriously and asked, "So, you don't believe me, right?"

After a long silence, Amelia felt conflicted and said, "Yes!"

"Ok, then I don't need to explain anything." Patrick's expression seemed uncertain. He took the initiative to step aside and let her go.

His concession was what Amelia wanted, but she felt even more pain, and she held her forehead and walked away from him with an indifferent face.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Amelia felt the image in front of her fade a little and the next thing she knew, she was unconscious and falling down.

In the emergency center.

"Tell me, what happened to her!"

"Don't worry. I'm doing a check-up."

Inside the ER, Patrick took a deep breath but still couldn't calm down, he kept urging Paisley, who was helping Amelia with her physical exam, "Why isn't she awake by now?"

Paisley, who had a stethoscope around her neck, couldn't help but turn and glare at a pale Patrick, "If you keep yelling like that, I'll let Cussler ask you to leave."

Patrick's face was sullen. But now the doctor was the most powerful one, so he could only keep quiet.

After checking for a long while, Paisley frowned and took down the stethoscope.

Patrick said with difficulty, "Why are you so serious? Is she..."