Howard was downstairs of Golden Sunshine?!
"I'm going up. You can take care of the rest yourself."
Patrick's breath hitched. Just then, Howard hung up the phone aggressively.
After the phone call, Amelia saw the drastic change in Patrick's aura.
She did not know what Howard had talked to him, but she was very clear that it was definitely not something good.
To avoid being attacked by the storm, Amelia broke free from the loosened tie.
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw that Patrick threw the phone at her with a fierce look.
Amelia thought about dodging it, but it was too late. Because of the short distance and the unexpected attack.
"Thud!"
A metallic handphone whizzed past Amelia's ears. The wind it brought was like a slap on her face.
The next second, the phone hit heavily on the wall
behind Amelia.
With the sound of the cell phone breaking, the hair which was flying gently fell back to Amelia's shoulder.
But her heart was still in her mouth, and her eyes were filled with shock.
"Amelia!"
Under the startled gaze of Amelia, Patrick broke the silence in a gloomy way.
Amelia swallowed her saliva unconsciously and looked at Patrick in a daze. She could not believe what he had done to her.
Seeing that Amelia had no reaction, Patrick pinched her chin impatiently. He gnashed his teeth and asked, "It was you, wasn't it?"
What did that mean?
Amelia was confused and had no idea what Patrick was talking about.
Staring at her innocent look, Patrick knew that she, in fact, had a lot of evil intentions. He pressed hard on her chin and almost rubbed off a layer of skin from her chin!
Amelia frowned because of the pain and could not help scolding, "Patrick Hopper, are you sick? You lose your temper at me after answering dad's call. Were you trying to vent your anger by throwing your phone at me?"
It looked more than just wanting to vent his anger on her. The unreasoning strength that he showed just now seemed that he wanted to kill her. Amelia thought bitterly.
Fortunately, not sure if she was lucky or he was not accurate, so his phone did not hit her face directly. Otherwise, her head would be injured badly.
Patrick looked at her with no expression on his face and did not bother to give any explanation.
Although he was angry, he did not lose his sense of reason to hurt Amelia. It was just that his action was enough to shock her.
"Listen well, Amelia." Patrick slowly raised his other hand, pointed at her nose, and said, "I don't have time to bicker with you right now. You're not allowed to go anywhere before I return! Do you hear me?"
Amelia's face was full of displeasure. Why should she listen to him?
He had already thrown something at her. If she stayed here obediently and waited for him to come back after dealing with the urgent matter, wouldn't she still have to be tortured?
After thinking for a while, Amelia pretended to agree.
"Alright, I'll stay at home and wait for you."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Come Into My Arms