Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 774

After that, Patrick cast a gloomy glance at Amelia, beating himself up deep down for exposing such a humiliating side of him to her.

Upon noticing Patrick's expression alternating pale, Amelia felt considerably guilty.

Because she was suddenly reminded that she was so busy with her company affairs these days that she was giving less attention to Patrick.

With such a thought in mind, Amelia asked softly, "Did you have a nosebleed because of the excessive pressure from work?"

Patrick gave her a sidelong glare, and there was a hint of reproach in his eyes when he replied, "The pressure from work has always been high for me!"

Amelia shrank slightly away from his stare and added, "Then... Is it because of the excessive nutrition?"

To which Patrick responded confidently, "I have no trouble absorbing nutrients!"

Amelia thought for a moment before mumbling dejectedly, "Well, then... I don't know what's the reason..."

Patrick's face darkened. "Did she not know how to take a look at herself?" wondered Patrick.

It was because he had not shown her his love for so long that he had a nosebleed just from watching her censored figure alone!

Having her hair standing on ends from the bitterness in his gaze, Amelia finally decided to pull herself away from the situation. "Oh... I just remembered... I have to go back to my room to change. Bye!"

It was fine if she had not mentioned changing her clothes. As soon as she brought it up, Patrick's eyes spun out of his control and drifted to her white shirt.

Fortunately, while Amelia was talking, she had turned around, leaving him with a flat backview. Otherwise, Patrick would have met his demise right here tonight.

When the door was closed, Patrick let out a heavy sigh of relief and looked at his hands and cuffs... What a mess!

He frowned. It seemed that he had to take a bath as Amelia did before leaving.

In the secondary bedroom.

After taking off Patrick's trousers and shirt, Amelia changed into an elegant, emerald long dress and hurried out of the room.

As soon she arrived downstairs, Amelia was stopped by the restless Scarlett, who asked her, "How was it?"

"Nothing much."

That was what Amelia felt deep down.

But in the face of Scarlett's expectant look, she resorted in saying, "Don't worry, the problem is solved!"

"Really?" Scarlett resisted the urge to hug Amelia and jump up and down in circles. Her excitement was peeking through when she continued, "Ms. Amelia, thank you so much! I knew only you could convince Mr. Hopper!"

Amelia was a little guilty by her praises, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "Oh yea, Patrick had a nosebleed out of nowhere. I don't know what happened either. Can you take a look at him later?"

"Sure! No problem!" Scarlett nodded repeatedly. No matter what Amelia requested of her at this moment, she was bound to agree to her favors.

Amelia then looked in the direction of the kitchen and asked Scarlett, "Did you express my gratitude to Huxton as I asked you to?"

Amelia had chosen to do it with Scarlett's help because she felt that Huxton did not want to talk to her at the moment, so she did not want to bring

contempt upon herself.

Scarlett went frozen for a moment before uttering to Amelia with a reddened face, "Uh, I forgot! I was worked up with waiting for your good news."

Amelia shook her head to indicate that it was fine, then said, "I'll tell him myself."

"Okay!" Scarlett did not mind at all for Amelia and Huxton to be alone with each other.