"The nurse was really a blabbermouth. She directly told me that the woman is pregnant and has begged for abortion these two days."
At this moment, Brittany's words flashed through Amelia's mind.
Amelia suddenly felt her eyes were brimming over tears, and some of them oozed out of her eyes.
Feeling the cold liquid flowing over the corner of his mouth, Patrick suddenly stopped. He lifted his eyes and wanted to see what happened to Amelia.
At this moment, Amelia raised her hand to cover his eyes, and then bit his lower lips with all her strength.
Darkness and pain instantly drew Patrick's attention.
He grunted. Though his eyes were blocked, Patrick knew that she was crying.
He thought that it was because of his bite, so he tried to be gentler.
Unconsciously, the bite turned into a lick. He licked the blood and tears off the corner of her mouth with his tongue and swallowed them.
Just as Patrick was about to do it again, Amelia
seized the chance to bite on his tongue.
Instantly, he let go of her.
Amelia stepped back a few steps and rubbed the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, looking impassive.
She looked down and saw that the back of her hand was covered with blood. She did not know if it was her or Patrick's.
She casually wiped it on her clothes and coldly looked at the ashen-faced Patrick. Her mouth ached as she asked, "How does it taste?"
Patrick did not say anything, because the tip of his tongue hurt and he was furious at the way he had been treated.
Seeing him frowning, Amelia could not help but laugh. "I think...it doesn't feel good, so you'd better divorce me as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will get this whenever you kiss me in the future"
As her voice fell, she pointed at his lips.
Patrick, who was trying to hide his pain, gritted his teeth and said, "No, it tastes great! If I can, I would like to try a few more times with you now."
Amelia looked at him defensively. "There's no need to force yourself. If your mouth continues to hurt, how will you be able to kiss your beloved Sissi in the future?"
After a while, a smile appeared on Patrick's gloomy face. He said, "I see. You bit me like this because you're jealous."
Amelia stared at him in utter disbelief.
"Could it be that I was wrong?" Patrick crossed his arms over his chest and put his fingers on his lips that had been severely bitten. "As long as my mouth is hurt, I won't be able to kiss other women. Is this your motive?"
Amelia really wanted to burst into peels of laughter, but her mouth hurt so much that she could not laugh. "I have to admit that your imagination is really something else. Really...but sadly now, I wouldn't put it past you to kiss another woman behind my back. Even if you have sex with other women in front of me, I won't find it strange."
Hearing this, Patrick gave Amelia a fierce glare and came to Amelia angrily. He said with passion and madness in his eyes, "You're wrong, Mrs. Hopper. Do you know who I want most to have sex with me now?"
"Well... I don't want to know!" Amelia was tongue-tied, thinking of running away.
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