Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 273

When Amelia returned to the beach, she saw a bikiniclad Loraine reclining on a chair and was generously showing off her proud body to Patrick, "Mr. Hopper, can you put on some sunscreen for me?"

Amelia retaliated by snatching the sunscreen Loraine handed to Patrick first.

At the sudden appearance of Amelia, Loraine said unexpectedly, "Aren't you going to change your bathing suit?"

"Oh, I suddenly don't want to swim." After a pause, Amelia looked at Loraine with a stiff smile and said, "Mr. Hopper isn't available right now, so let me help you with your sunscreen."

Loraine declined Amelia, "No, I think Mr. Hopper can help me."

Amelia smiled and continued, "But I'm more professional in this aspect."

"Well, then please..." Loraine said reluctantly.

Patrick watched as Amelia applied sunscreen to Loraine's bareback, and that unkind look annoyed Amelia, "Mr. Hopper, don't you think you should avoid it?"

"Do I need it?" Patrick changed into a comfortable sitting position and said, "There are many women on the whole beach who are applying the sun cream. I can't avoid it"

Amelia was speechless.

As Amelia was distracted, Loraine squealed, "Miss Amelia Ramsay, you're pushing too hard, my back hurts!"

Amelia was stunned. She didn't use that much of her strength...

Loraine continued, "Let Mr. Hopper help me, please."

Amelia got it.

She frowned and unconsciously looked at Patrick.

Patrick reached out his hands to her and made a gesture of wanting to take over the sun cream, "Then let me do it."

Amelia just coldly threw the sunscreen right at Patrick. The lid of the sunscreen wasn't screwed on tight and the white lotion splattered on his pants!

Loraine saw the opportunity and quickly reached out her hand to wipe Patrick's pants, but he plucked it away, "You needn't do it, whoever threw it is responsible."

Loraine dropped her hand in disappointment and glared at Amelia, who seemed to still be cunning...

Tilting his head, Patrick gave orders to Amelia, "Come here, clean it up for me."

Amelia turned her face away reflexively.

Upon seeing this, Patrick narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't you do it? Then maybe Miss Cowell..."

Before he finished his words, Amelia stood up from his seat and came to him quickly.

The liquid splashed on Patrick's pants, and Amelia didn't want another woman to help wipe them.

She squatted down and wiped his pants hard with a tissue. During it, Patrick whispered vaguely, "Be gentle. What if you break it?"

Amelia shook her hand and said, "It's not so easy to break it!"

Patrick said in a hoarse voice, "Do you feel it? The more you wipe it, the stronger it will be..."

Amelia couldn't bear it anymore and threw down the tissue. "If you talk nonsense again, I'll rip it off!"

"Rip?" Patrick pretended to be confused and asked her, "Why are you ripping my pants?"