Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 775

Though Huxton wore a wooden expression all day long, he could handle himself in the kitchen, formal settings, and even in battle! The most important thing was that he was not always surrounded by women. Amelia could only imagine how secure Scarlett felt whenever she was with him!

Making the comparison in her mind, Amelia could not help casting a glance at the man in the driver's seat.

It was undeniable that Patrick was incredibly handsome, much more attractive than the average men. But he was double-minded, always sharing his love with someone else. Not only that, he was also overbearing and had zero common sense. How did she even fall in love with such a guy?

But if it were not that way, how could she say she loved Patrick past his appearance?

The more Amelia thought about it, the more depressed she became. Amelia's lips were puckered up, bearing no resemblance to Apex Construction Corporation's President Ramsay. At this moment, she simply looked like a delicate, dainty woman.

Although Patrick was driving, his thoughts were all tied to Amelia.

Seeing her pink lips pouting so high in the air, Patrick stopped the car timely and turned his head over to capture her lips in his!

They were sweeter and softer than any other desserts in this world that he could ask for.

Amelia did not expect him to take advantage of her even when he was driving, and her glistening eyes widened in response.

After a long pause, until the harsh sound of the car honk sounded from behind them, only then did Patrick reluctantly let go of her.

Staring into her round eyes, he then chuckled in a good mood. "Why are you looking at me like this? Are you asking for more?"

What the hell! It was clearly him who made the first move on her!

Amelia tossed her hair back and spat, "Didn't you hear the honks from the cars behind? Hurry up and drive now!"

Though Amelia was scolding him, all Patrick heard was coquetry.

This train of thought deepened the gaze in Patrick's eyes. Was his Mrs. Hopper a femme fatale? If not, why was he was so hooked on her that he could not help himself?

At the Hopper Mansion.

As soon as Amelia entered the door behind Patrick, she saw that everyone, except Florence, Andrew, and Ashley, was gathered in the living room. The atmosphere in the air was a little tense.

Amelia began to come up with her suspicions. Where was the harmony of The Hopper Family? Why was there only silence?

As Eve stared at Amelia's face, which was only becoming more and more lovable, and then looked at her tailored, complimenting green dress, jealousy and hatred washed over her instantaneously!

Yes, Eve had loathed Amelia this whole time. The more her husband, Howard, doted on Amelia, the more she resented her. Moreover, Amelia had also 'snatched' Patrick from her, which made her even more irked!

That was also the reason why Eve was not pleased about the fact that Patrick was coming over here with Amelia. All she could do was sit there and wait for Amelia to burst into tears in a second!

"Dad, mom, Owen, Nora," greeted both Patrick and Amelia.

Howard then shot Patrick with a complex expression, opened his mouth and said, "Take a seat."

Patrick took Amelia's hand and sat down on the couch nearest to him. The way they held hands made the rest present felt as if they were glued together.

Owen and Nora crossed eyes with each other, then Owen coughed lightly and ask, "Patrick, Amelia, I wonder if you two have come across one of the magazines that were published recently?"

Patrick then replied, "Owen, I read a lot of magazines every day."

Confused, Amelia took a look at Owen. She felt that Owen was trying to remind them of something. A possibility flashed through her mind, but unfortunately, she failed to grasp it.

"Amelia, what about you?" Owen asked Amelia.