Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 881

Kaiden felt aroused upon thinking of this. With his voice hoarse, he said, "I know which part of me can control you."

Amelia was stunned for awhile before she came back to her senses and scolded, "Pervert!"

While Kaiden could not stop laughing victoriously, Amelia hurriedly unfastened her seatbelt and fled off from the car!

Upon entering the house, Amelia managed to find the switch of light with the help of the torchlight function in her phone. She reached out to turn it on. As a result, the bulb lighted on immediately.

She swept a glance at the shoe cabinet. Usually, this was the most effective way to check whether Patrick was at home. However, she did not see his favorite leathered shoes on it.

Frowning, Amelia tried to figure out what happened. Firstly, Patrick was not at home and secondly, he had not been answering her calls.

There seemed to be only two possibilities to justify this whole situation. Either Patrick had met with an accident when he was out or that he was with Sissi at this moment hence it was not convenient for him to pick up her call.

The former possibility was ruled out immediately. Taking into consideration of Patrick's status and power in Northville, she bet no one would ever dare to scheme on him.

Even if Patrick was involved in a road accident, most probably she would have been notified by the traffic police by this time. Instead, she was left without a clue here without having heard of anything.

Pondering, she could only reach one conclusion.

With her gaze darkening, she threw her phone onto the coffee table in frustration.

Honestly speaking, she would rather Patrick being kidnapped than knowing he was with Sissi!

Late at night.

In a trance during her sleep, Amelia heard the shuffling sound of footsteps coming from the corridor. She immediately sat up from bed. After making sure that she had not been dreaming, she hurriedly dashed to the door.

Opening the door, Patrick was at that time bypassing her room. Amelia could tell that his expression was tensed. He seemed so distracted to the extent he had distanced himself from the

surrounding.

She looked at him in anxiety. Her red lips parted yet she had not gotten any chance to tell him what was on her mind.

All in a sudden, she lost her courage to break the silence between them as he got further away from her.

Eventually she heard the sound of door closing, but it was the door of Patrick's room that was being closed.

Amelia's feet were glued to the spot where she was standing all this while. The ray of light falling onto her milky white sleeping gown had caved in such an illusion that she was unrealistically weightless.

The next day was a Sunday.

After waking up, Amelia first took a hot shower before she changed into a gorgeous dress. Followingly, she put on a light make-up after dressing up. It was then she went downstairs to get breakfast done.

She waited until she felt that it was the right time before she came to the main bedroom on the second floor. Beaming, she reached out to knock the door.

A few moments later.

Receiving no response from him, Amelia flatteringly called out his name twice just to regretfully find out that there was no response still.

She could not resist the urge the open the door anymore. She shouted as she pushed the door open, "Mr. Hopper, I'm coming in!"

Upon entering the room, Amelia was surprised to find out that the bed had been made and that Patrick was nowhere to be seen.

The smile at the corner of her lips began to fade. Having in mind Patrick's distracting look last night, she could not help feeling suspicious of his early outing.

She tried to dial his number but as soon as the call was connected, there was vibrating noise coming from the bedside cabinet. Glancing at it, all she could see was a phone being placed on it.

Her mood turned indescribably terrible at this moment!

After ending the call angrily, Amelia looked around the bedroom. Feeling lost, she had to accept that Patrick was not here.