Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 385

"Patrick, get off me!" Amelia protested, waving her hands, which were still able to move freely.

"You always want to run away every time after you scold me. Do you think I will allow you to get your way?"

After that, Patrick grabbed her left hand, trying to throw her to the bed. As he moved violently, the contract in his hand fell to the ground.

"Oh no! The contract is falling!" Amelia cried in a low voice. She had decided to keep it for Howard!

Seeing that she was so nervous and her eyes were almost glued to the contract, Patrick pinched her fair cheeks hard and blurted out with anger and disappointment, "You claimed it wasn't for money. Do you know what you look like now?You are just like a prostitute willing to kneel on the ground for money!"

Hearing his words, the color on Amelia's face faded away immediately. She asked bitterly, "Patrick, is this your so-called like? Are you using such unbearable words to insult people you like?"

Patrick only said, "Like is not love. I can like one person today and like another one tomorrow. I said that because I wanted to cheer you up. Did you take it seriously?"

Amelia recalled that what he had said was "I seem to like you"...

The word "seem" was well used. There was plenty of room for further explanation. Was it that she was too naive or that he was too sophisticated? He was so calculating even when he expressed his feelings!

Patrick slid his long and slender fingers all the way from her face to where her heart was and began clearly, "Listen, I will never allow Dad and Mom to divorce. He can't even think about it at all! And you, you'd better behave yourself. Otherwise, I'll make sure that although you got the one billion, you won't have the chance to spend it!"

After shooting her a warning look, Patrick withdrew his hand, trod on the will on the floor, and opened the door to leave.

Amelia stared at the crumpled and trampled contract. Undoubtedly, Patrick had made it clear that he despised her by stamping the one billion on purpose.

Every time he stepped on the will, it was like his feet were on her body, crushing her dignity!

Amelia rubbed her sour eyes, squatted down, and picked up the contract.

She turned around and took out from the drawer the eraser Andrew and Ashley had left here and began to carefully restore the contract from the first page until it was clean and neat again.

After the fixing work, Amelia found a drawer to put the contract. She was not worried at all that Patrick could spend the money since he was remarkably rich and not short of this one billion.

Closing the drawer, she suddenly felt a big soft head touching her leg.

She looked down and picked up Rick, who was wagging its tail at her with its mouth open. Rick immediately rested its forelimbs on her chest and enthusiastically licked her face.

"All right, stop it." It took Amelia a lot of effort to dodge its wet tongue. She frowned and said, "Did you sneak to the garden to play in the snow again? Why are you so dirty?"

Its big black eyes were full of grievance. Amelia thought it had played in the snow, but the fact was that Rick had run into Patrick when it was going upstairs just now!

After casting it a glance, that bully picked Rick up by its ears and threw it out of the balcony from the first floor, resulting in Rick falling into the snow...

Pitifully, Rick let out a few whines. If it could speak human language, Rick would have complained a lot.

Amelia didn't know what Rick was trying to tell her. Guessing that Rick was uncomfortable because it was soaked with snow, she said softly, "All right, all right, I'll clean you up, okay?"

"Woof!" That was fine as well.