Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 232

7 p.m. at Land of Fragrance.

Amelia was busy in the kitchen when Patrick suddenly said jealously from behind her, "You seem to be behaving actively when your good friend is coming over, don't you?"

She was so shocked by him that the sharp edge of the knife nearly sliced through her fingertips, she turned back and grumbled, "You always scare me so much, be careful someday I'll cut my finger off and scare you instead."

Patrick acted more nervous than she was, and after coming over and taking her hand, he repeatedly did the checkups and finally made sure it was okay, "Nothing happened."

Amelia narrowed her eyes naughtily and said, "Do you want something to happen to me?"

Patrick childishly assumed that if she did cut her finger, then she wouldn't have to cook for Milton.

The kitchen was spacious but Patrick stood in the kitchen was bothering her to cook, she drove him out of the kitchen: "Why the hell did you come here? Please move out of the way."

Patrick asked again, "So Milton... is there anything he can't eat?"

"Wasabi." After subconsciously answering, Amelia stared at Patrick and asked, "Why?"

Patrick said innocently, "I just want to be nice." Amelia was glad to hear that. It seemed that she had made the right decision to invite Milton. They had never liked each other, and tonight was an opportunity to reconcile them.

Ding-dong!

"He's coming!" Hearing the doorbell, Amelia was excited and said to Patrick, "Mr. Hopper, please open the door for me. I have to prepare for the appetizer."

Patrick was different from his usual overbearing manner. He said thoughtfully, "Since he is here now, don't prepare for the appetizer. I believe that he wants to see you open the door for him more than I do”

"All right." Amelia put down the knife. Today was a joyful day, she didn't want to have any disagreement with Patrick. "I'll open the door."

"Ok." Patrick nodded his head. It seemed like he didn't mind Amelia being close to her childhood friend.

But when she left the kitchen, the smile on Patrick's face disappeared immediately. He quickly searched for the seasoning in the kitchen and found the wasabi as he wished.

Before Amelia came back, he squeezed a tube of wasabi into the chicken soup she specially made for Milton. He was worried that the wasabi would not melt in a short time, so he stirred it a few times with a spoon.

Amelia didn't expect that Patrick was going to trick Milton.

After inviting Milton into the house, she asked, "You want me to take you around in the house?"

Milton felt strange and said confusingly, "No, where's your husband? I don't think he is going to leave us alone because of his bad temper."

Amelia laughed and said, "What are you thinking? The house is not that big. Do you think we can have an affair behind him??"

"You two... can we have dinner now?" Patrick had just turned out from the kitchen, looked at Milton gloatingly.

Milton was confused, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with Patrick. He look at Amelia and her expression was normal, he didn't feel any wrong with her. Milton believed that she would not lie to him. He comforted himself that he overthought about it.

When the three of them went to the table, Milton obviously wanted to sit with Amelia. Patrick widened his eyes slightly, thinking that Milton still loving Amelia secretly like before, but it was absolutely impossible to let it happen!

"I'm sorry, that's my seat." Patrick said, pretending to smile as he sat between Amelia and Milton.

Milton was putting up with him as he pursed his lip.

Amelia whispered to Patrick's ear and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why do you sit here? I'm the host, it isn't convenient for me to pick up food for the guest if you sitting in the middle..."

Well, she wanted to serve Milton.

Patrick glanced at Milton, this scoundrel obviously didn't want to be a "guest", he wanted to be a "host"!

"Don't worry Mrs. Hopper, I'll take care of Mr. Cook for you today and give him a memory he'll never forget." He said obscurely.

Amelia said uneasily, "I'm going to go serve the soup then, you two don't get into a fight."

Patrick frowned, fighting? How could he do such a childish act?

After Amelia temporarily leaves the table, Milton examined the food at the table and exclaimed, "Amelia really knows how to cook."

Patrick admitted, "That's right, she really does."

"I used to go to her apartment for dinner and witness her rise from a kitchen rookie to a master chef, but I'm afraid you'll never see this process of her transition." Milton said slightly defiantly. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Patrick smiled calmly. "So what if you have her past memories? Her present and her future all belong to me. I'm the only one."

Milton was irritated by his words, and he saddened with jealousy.

A moment later, Milton spoke again, "You're really greedy, keeping Amelia with you when you clearly have another love!"

Patrick got a little alarmed, "You inquired about me?"

Milton confronted his anger, "It's not hard to find out about you and that female teacher of yours in the circle, what I'm rather curious about is how would Amelia feel if word got out to her one day?"

Patrick yanked vigorously on Milton's tie, pulled him and said emphatically, "If you say one word of nonsense to her, I'll make sure you never see her again for the rest of your life!"

With his frank personality, Patrick actually should have informed Amelia of Sissi's existence a long time ago, but somehow he held back every time.

He knew it because he was not ready to say goodbye to his young memory, since Sissi was still a knot he couldn't get past, a heartbreak...

"What are you doing?" After serving the soup for a while, Amelia came back and saw Patrick ferociously pulling Milton's tie, the situation was very tense!

Fortunately, she showed up and Patrick immediately loosened his hand. He tidied Milton's necktie and turned to the nervous Amelia, "Director Cook's necktie was a little crooked. I helped him adjust it."

Milton feigned a friendly tone, "Yeah, what else do you think we're doing?" "I thought..." Seeing that they were safe and sound, Amelia's tone became relaxed. "It's all right. It's time to have dinner."