Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 528

Patrick's handsome face darkened. "Prisoner? Dog? Take a look at what's on the TV and see if there's a prisoner or dog in this world that's treated the same way as you. You have no idea how blessed you are!"

Amelia was impervious to his remarks and stared at him. "Do you know who you're reminding me of?"

Patrick followed up and asked, "Who!"

Amelia grunted in a low voice, "Your mother!"

Patrick was rendered speechless.

"Your care is sometimes... burdensome."

Amelia wanted to use a relatively milder and more tactful word. But after thinking about it, she decided that 'burdensome' was fitting and it was the most pleasant to the ears.

She abandoned other words such as 'suffocating', 'painful', and 'oppressive' to uphold his dignity.

Patrick's eyes turned red gradually. If she had compared him with Eve, then she would undoubtedly be Howard.

Remembering Howard's current marriage with Eve, the resulting bottomless resentment and distance that could never be bridged again, Patrick lost control. He asked, "Amelia, you think that I'm always forcing you to do things that you don't want to do, just like how my mother did to my dad. Is that right?"

Amelia answered, "It's not as serious as that. I just wish you can respect what I have to say. That's all."

Patrick said, "Respecting what you have to say makes me feel awful sometimes."

Amelia glanced at him and said, "That's why I said your world is too confined."

Patrick kept silent.

"When will you be able to withstand the pain that I bring you? Maybe..." Amelia stopped halfway.

Maybe only that would be the proof of his love for her?

But now, Amelia had not even had the chance to hear 'I like you' from Patrick, so how could she ask him for 'I love you'?

After a moment of silence, she noticed that the strength he imposed on her was slowly diminishing. Amelia pulled herself out and quickly added, "I'm going to Aunt Sierra's room!"

After that, she ran for her life.

She was afraid that Patrick would rage and continue to torment her in all sorts of ways.

Looking at her leaving him so eagerly, Patrick

clenched his fist. He whipped around angrily and walked towards the stairs.

Hearing the sound of the footsteps descending the stairs behind her, Amelia's heart sank.

She took in a deep breath and stood still at the door of Sierra's room. As calmly as she could, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The door opened. Sierra asked in surprise, "Amelia, you've finished seeing Milton so quickly?"

Amelia's eyes flashed. "Well, Milton needs a lot of rest, so I don't want to disturb him for too long. Aunt Sierra, can I come in and have a chat with you?"

"Sure, come in," said Sierra, moving her body to one side. After allowing Amelia into the room, she poked her head out to look out the door. She did not find a third person.

"Aunt Sierra, what are you looking for?" Amelia was in the room, so why hadn't Sierra close the door yet?

A strange look formed on Sierra's face. "Where's your husband?"