Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 499

Amelia sneered at Patrick's extraordinarily demanding questions. No matter what she replied, he would shut her answers out as if he did not want to listen, so what else did she have to say?

As expected, her passive attitude infuriated Patrick even more.

His fingertips, which were holding onto her chin, tightened uncontrollably. Very soon, a small patch of her skin on Amelia's chin became red and tender.

He asked, "What's wrong? You've been to so many places that you can't even remember, can you?"

Amelia took a deep breath and said indignantly, "I actually came back very early, it's just that you didn't see me!"

"Liar!" Patrick growled, "I've already asked auntie. She told me that you didn't come home!"

"That's impossible!" Amelia denied with a sharp tongue.

When she went home, the housekeeper was still concerned about her meal. Seeing that she was leaving, the housekeeper did not forget to ask her where she was going either...

Amelia could not think of any reason for the housekeeper to frame her. So it could only be Patrick who was making up a story to punish her!

Despicable!

Seeing the disdain on her face, he became even angrier. "What do you mean by staring at me like this?"

Amelia said with resentment, "I'm almost done. Can you let me go?"

"But I haven't had enough!" After saying that, Patrick leaned forward to kiss her, not giving her a chance to breathe.

D*mn it! This man could never be satisfied! That was the last thought that came to Amelia's mind before she passed out.

The next day.

When Amelia woke up with exhaustion all over her body, she felt something weighing her waist down.

She looked down and found that Patrick's arms were slithered around her waist like a snake, which made it relatively easy for her to think of hemp ropes.

Amelia reached out and lifted Patrick's arm lightly.

She was about to get up from the bed when she saw Patrick moved his lips with his eyes still closed shut, "Don't you try getting up from this bed."

" " Amelia stayed silent.

Sensing that there was no further movement next to him, Patrick satisfactorily patted Amelia's pillow and ordered, "Lie down and continue to sleep."

Amelia glanced at the clock and found that it was four-thirty in the afternoon, which meant that they had been staying in this bed for at least twelve hours!

"I can't sleep," she said.

Hearing this, Patrick opened his breathtaking eyes and said, "If you can't fall asleep, I'm more than happy to do some exercises that will make you feel sleepy."

"No! Thank you!" Amelia refused him with frustration and laid back down by his side.

The distance between them sank Patrick's heart. He pulled her into his arms without thinking and rested the perfect outline of his chin on her head. Then, pleased, he said, "That's better."

Amelia stared at the skin on his chest and resisted the impulse to bite on it to vent her anger. She kept persuading herself in her head that she was sleepy, very sleepy. In the end, it was surprisingly effective as she did fall asleep.

She was deep in her sleep, but Patrick was wide awake. He lowered his head and glanced at the beauty of Amelia, and a flash of determination crossed his eyes.

At night.

An acute pain in her stomach woke Amelia up all of a sudden. It was pitch-black all around her.

After coming to her senses, Amelia turned on the bedside lamp with her hand. Through the gap in the curtains, she saw that it was completely dark outside.

Her physical discomfort made her eager to take a hot bath, which was the only way she could think of relieving the soreness.

Getting up and putting on the clothes that were strewn across the carpet, she slowly made her way to the bathroom.