Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 951

Taking a glance at her watch, Amelia realized that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. She was surprised that Patrick had made it so far without eating at all. Having in mind the help that he had offered all this while, Amelia said to David, "I think I would need a break. David, do you mind taking care of the cake while we're away?"

David turned around and replied, "Absolutely no problem! Oh yeah, both of you had not had your lunch yet, right?"

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little hungry. Do you mind excusing me for a while?" Amelia asked again.

David said approvingly without hesitation, "Go ahead! You'll need to eat before you can continue to work!"

Upon reaching a mutual agreement with David, Amelia turned and glanced at Patrick. Unlike the friendly way she talked to David, she sounded distantly cold as she spoke to Patrick, "How about you?" Patrick gave the same answer like before, "I'll be with you."

"I'll be with you."

Amelia could feel her heart missing a beat as she chewed at his words. Despite his expression serious, his words were capable to strike her like a lightning all the time.

She could not help sighing.

She could only blame herself for being such a softhearted person!

Amelia clenched her fist forcefully so that her nails could sink deep inside her palm.

Perhaps only pain could make her stay afloat from drowning.

With David's gaze followed closely behind them, Amelia and Patrick had both left the classroom.

On the way, upon thinking of Florence, Amelia turned to speak to Patrick, "We've been spending hours for baking. Won't Florence get bored of waiting for us?"

As a brother, Patrick certainly knew his own sister better than Amelia. He said, "Don't worry. She's not an idiot to simply sit and wait for us for two hours." Startling, Amelia asked, "So, do you mean that she had already gone home?"

it was too boring to stay in the shop alone. Hence,

"That's impossible! Wasn't she the one who told that she had been

never get tired of shopping? Do you honestly think that Florence will care about her feet when it comes

Amelia asked, "By the way, weren't you driving today? Why are we travelling by feet all this

do I get to extend the time spending together with you." Patrick did not speak his

He said, "To be honest, Florence is spoilt after all. I think

She nodded, "I see... Where are we going for lunch?" "Can't you look for it on the Google map?" Turning to look at her, Patrick's gaze was filled with intense hunger and

want to

At D.M barbeque restaurant.

not satisfied with the venue she had picked for their lunch. She waved her phone at him and said, "The map shows that this is the most

western for lunch. He had not expected that Amelia

eagerness, he had to make his point clear, "Can't we

environment of a barbeque restaurant was terrible as he described. She tried to convince him,

who asks for meat for your lunch! Beer will help to make you feel better if you think it's stuffy in

of the idea of eating meat in a barbeque restaurant. It was the atmosphere

long table sprinkled with rose petals. He was hoping for a violinist or pianist that could play for

her something exquisite that was neither scorching hot nor harmful for health. That

this in mind, Patrick grabbed her

needed not to look for a restaurant on his own for most of the time as his secretary would make a table booking for him or that he would only need to attend for

time before he showed the phone to Amelia. Pointing at the pinned location shown

at the map on the screen. Upon studying the route to the pinned location, she

asked

at the ground that she was

Again she pointed at the pinned location on her phone screen and continued, "It will take us at least two hours by car! It's already two o'clock now. I can't tell whether we're having lunch or dinner