Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 919

After the idea of divorce surfaced, Amelia said frankly, "Yes, I am indeed on the verge of giving up on our marriage, but at least Sissi's child doesn't belong to you, which makes me quite happy. At least... I didn't lose so thoroughly."

Patrick clutched the arm of the sofa so tightly that his knuckles became pale. Obviously, he could only focus on the first half of Amelia's words and he said coldly, "Look! I won't agree to divorce!"

Amelia said understandingly, "I know. You have your concerns, and I have mine, so we'll put it aside first."

She only hoped that the Hopper Family would accept Sissi, and then the prince and the princess would live happily ever after. As an annoying bystander, she could just stand aside.

Thinking about it carefully, Patrick had still left something for her in this marriage. It was a baby, a baby that belonged only to her!

Patrick felt relieved when he heard Amelia's decision to put aside the divorce, but he felt as if he was on tenterhooks.

He, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, had never been so humbled as he was at this moment. He had always gotten what he wanted. He could not control his anger. "Amelia, can't you give me a timeout? Why must you force me to choose between you and Sissi!"

Amelia's eyebrows twitched. Was it her fault that he was gaining advantages between two women?

"Also, did I force him to do so? No! Didn't I agree to let go?" Amelia thought angrily.

"I..."

Amelia opened her mouth, but was interrupted by Patrick before she could speak. "Alright! Let's go home!"

Patrick had made up his mind. No matter what, was there anything a man and his wife could not solve between the sheets?

Amelia had a dangerous instinct and looked at him. "Are you having bad ideas?"

Patrick denied it, "No!"

"No? Then why your eyes look so evil?" Amelia thought that he was up to no good. She asked tentatively, "You won't lock me up at home again, do you?"

Was it that obvious?

Seeing that he did not speak, Amelia forced herself to calm down and said, "I advise you not to do this. I am now the president of the Apex Construction

Corporation. As long as I don't go to work, Uncle Tucker will try and contact me immediately. If he can't contact me, he will call the police!"

Patrick suddenly bent down and put both his hands on the armrest of Amelia's armchair, encircling her between the back of the chair and his arms.

Looking nervously at Patrick, who slowly lowered his head and gazed into her eyes, Amelia felt even more nervous. Patrick was so close to her that he looked even more domineering than before. If he suddenly attacked her, she would have nowhere to hide.

She shrank back subconsciously and asked, "What are you doing?"

Patrick stared at her soft and beautiful face greedily, and asked casually, "Amelia, since you are ready to divorce me, does it mean that you don't feel anything for me?"