Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 693

No matter how brilliant was the trick pulled on by Amelia, Patrick always knew of a way to defeat her.

He turned around and took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet. That bottle of wine was in fact the best in taste even if it was not the most expensive one. Then, Patrick was opening the bottle with wine opener right in front of Amelia.

The next second, the hint of fragrance from the wine lingered in the air. The look where Amelia could not help sniffing with her nose was indeed adorable.

Wine was her top favorite among all the other alcoholic drinks.

Since its alcohol content was moderate, usually she would not get drunk easily if wine was the alcoholic drink being served on the table.

In addition, the wine was much smoother and more acceptable in taste than strong liquor.

Amelia's expression at the moment was no different from the look of Rick when it found bones in hunger. Patrick smiled crookedly as if his evil plan had worked. He continued to allure her, "Do you want some?"

Amelia could not help feeling that her mixed-drink was nothing but beverage for kiddos as compared to his wine.

Amelia was not able to shift her gaze from the wine bottle. She approached to such an allurement and said, "Can I?"

With that said, she brought her now emptied glass near to the wine bottle. Now she was awaiting for Patrick to offer her some in charity.

Patrick asked bossily, "Why would I share it with you?"

Amelia sought to flatter him, "This would make you a kind and generous person."

Frankly speaking, Amelia would never get a chance to taste on such rare collection of wine in normal days. She would not forget the taste of it ever since that day when Patrick opened the wine cabinet and invite her into drinking with him.

Even if she knew that there were rare collection of wine at home, she dared not to take it on her own.

After all, these wines belonged to Patrick.

He was like a wolf waiting for his prey to fall into his trap. It was not worth for her to risk being preyed on for a sip of wine.

"Kind and generous person?" Patrick deliberated on her words with great interest before he fired back, "But why aren't you one?"

Amelia realized that he was referring to to her mixed-drink. But she could do nothing in compensation for which she had already finished the drink.

She had no other choices but to play dumb, "I thought that you won't be interested in this kiddo's drink."

Patrick replied casually, "If I can set eyes on you, I don't see that there's anything else that won't fit my eyes."

Amelia was stunned.

She was not sure if it was a tease or compliment as she thought,

What did he mean?

Did he ever know how to speak properly?

Seeing that Amelia was pulling her face, Patrick continued to lure her with his precious wine, "I'm willing to use this bottle of wine in exchange of your mixed-drink. You can drink as much as you want."

Patrick devilishly hoped that she would eventually get drunk and surrender herself to him.

Amelia fell into dilemma, "But I've finished the drinks bought from the supermarket. Even a fairy would need her fairy stick to perform magic. I can't make you one now."

Patrick narrowed his eyes and said, "Fairy? You're obviously a witch."

Amelia bit her lips. She wondered in frustration secretly, "Why would he insist on my mixing drinks for him when all he did was criticizing my skills? Is he masochistic?"

After a pause, she bargained, "Otherwise, why not you just give me the wine first and I'll repay you tomorrow?"

Patrick's eyes swept a glance at her face and said meaningfully, "There's no need to be troublesome."

"Huh?" Amelia tilted her head in confusion.