Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 827

Patrick could not do anything other than coaxed her. "Sissi, stop it. Please put on the towel instead..."

Sissi glowered at him. "You are so heartless to me. Can't you see that I'm not feeling well? Why are you not willing to touch me? Do you hate me so much?"

Patrick's heart ached by every remarks that she made. He cherished her so much that he had not wanted to tarnish their relationship.

"You are a bad guy!" Sissi pursed her lips and yelled at him, looking silly and alluring at the same time.

"Well, I'm the bad guy." Patrick quickly agreed with her to stop her for getting too agitated and took in more of the burning scent.

Sissi continued to yell at a low voice, "Do you not admit that you fell in love with Amelia? Because I think you have fallen for her! That's why you wouldn't even touch me now, you..."

She was abruptly stopped by Patrick's kiss!

Sissi moaned comfortably just as Patrick suddenly cleared his head and pushed her away!

Sissi swore that this kiss was not even a kiss at all!

She had felt the touch of Patrick's lips on hers, but

before she could savor it, he had pushed her away!

And he did not hesitate to pushed her hard.

Sissi fell back with a force so hard that her back hit the bathtub with a thump. She groaned and started to cry at the rejection and physical torture she got from her lover.

She was crying so hard that her face was covered in tears. Patrick, however, was in his own thoughts. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He recalled the kiss just now, which was so brief that it could be ignored, and gloomily questioned himself in his mind, "Why did you push Sissi away?"

Why did he push Sissi away!

Sissi's cries reverberated through his ears while he clenched his fists tightly. He had the impulse to give himself a few punches at that moment.

He had not wished for her to have any suffering, but at this moment, it turned out that the person who had hurt her the most was him after all!

Sissi was hugging herself and crying miserably in the water, and so Patrick hurried over and explained, "Sissi, I didn't mean to push you away. How's your back? Turn around and let me check."

Sissi, who had suffered a major blow, was greatly enraged. "Stop crying crocodile tears! Since you dislike me, you should just go away! Go now and leave me alone!"

In order to stop her from losing control, Patrick then said, "Please calm down Sissi, you can scold me or punch me if you want."

Sissi then reached out to punch him. Her mind was in a blur as a result of the exposure to the burning incense and the influence by Patrick, that she had made such a childish move that did not conform to her elegant manner.

Sissi was willing to lower herself all these time while she was with Patrick, but in fact, she had already had enough of it. She had got used to garnering excessive care and attention from men since young, but she just kept giving in to the same man all this while. Hence, she could no longer keep herself together.

Sissi punched Patrick repeatedly until the water had gone cold and she had grown tired from it. She then laid in Patrick's arms and sobbed lightly. Only then did Patrick carried her and got up from the bathtub.

Patrick felt his knees went weak as both of them had been in the water for quite some time.

Sissi had been losing self-control due to the effects of burning incense. Her mouth went dry at the sight of Patrick's well-built chest.

Just as Patrick stepped out of the bathtub and could not be bothered to be distracted, Sissi started to stroke his chest.

Patrick grunted and lowered his head to glance at Sissi. He said, "Stop it Sissi! Let me bring you out of here!"

However, Sissi was focusing on removing his shirt and had not paid attention to him.

Patrick sighed and strode to the exit with Sissi in his arms, leaving the key card behind. He then opened the door with his hand, turned around and closed it with his foot.

Patrick stood at the corridor and took in some fresh air, then he carried Sissi and walked towards the elevator with a straight face. Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, they took the elevator to the lobby on the ground floor.

Sissi had been planting kisses and caressing him along the way. However, Patrick could not free his hands to stop her, so he could only withstand it.

The passengers in the elevator were eyeing them suspiciously, and some were gazing wistfully at Sissi, as she was wrapped in a bath towel with her bare shoulder and legs exposed.

Men were visual animals, and since Sissi had been very affectionate towards Patrick, some male passengers had assumed that she was a call girl based on her behavior. One of them even had the nerve to gently stroke her foot behind Patrick's back.

Sissi moaned at the touch. She was in a daze and had thought that Patrick was fondling with her. As such, she nuzzled him harder in response.

Patrick had cleared his head and had regained full control of himself at once. However, he had been helpless over Sissi's behavior under the watchful gaze of onlookers.

Finally they reached ground floor just as Sissi had unbuttoned several buttons on Patrick's shirt. He warned Sissi in a lowered voice, and then walked up to the receptionists swiftly to request a new room.

The two girls at the reception blushed at the explicit view in front of them.

They were drooling inwardly at Patrick over his tantalizing look.

They were enticed by his tanned and muscular chest, even though he was way out of their league.

Patrick was displeased that the receptionists had stared straight at him without giving any response. He then gave them a cold face. "Did you hear what I said? I want a regular guest room!"

Patrick deliberately emphasized that he needed a regular room just to make himself clear to them.

"Oh okay!" The receptionists agreed and lowered their heads to look at their screen, and ended up slamming into each other. Upon seeing this, Patrick had wished that he was their superior so that he

could fire them!

It took a while until Patrick finally got the key card from the blushing receptionists.

Just then, Sissi had already completely unbuttoned his shirt, and she was rubbing her cheeks against his chest.

Realizing that Sissi was getting out of hand, Patrick grasped hard at her shoulder, which made her yelped in pain and flinched slightly.

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