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."

to see you open the door for

like he didn't mind Amelia being close to her childhood

when she left the kitchen, the smile on Patrick's face disappeared immediately. He quickly searched for

a tube of wasabi into the chicken soup she specially made for Milton. He was worried that the wasabi would not

didn't expect that Patrick was going

into the house, she asked, "You want

husband? I don't think he

you thinking? The house is not that big. Do you think we

we have dinner now?" Patrick had just turned out

he couldn't tell what was wrong with Patrick. He look at Amelia and her expression was normal, he didn't

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

to smile as

up with him as he

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

wanted

want to be a "guest", he wanted

Hopper, I'll take care of Mr. Cook for you today and give him a memory he'll

go serve the soup then, you

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