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?"

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

impossible! Wasn't she the one who told that

too. Don't you know that women will never get tired of shopping? Do you honestly think that Florence will care about her feet when it

weren't you driving today? Why are we travelling by feet all this

to extend the time spending together with you." Patrick did not speak

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

could not help feeling convinced of his words. 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

only want to have

At D.M barbeque restaurant.

Patrick. All she could see was him frowning as if he was not satisfied with the venue she had picked for their lunch. She waved her

truth was he would prefer western for lunch. He had not expected that Amelia

his point clear, "Can't we change to any other star-rated restaurants? This place

how did Patrick reach his conclusion that the environment of a barbeque restaurant was terrible as he described. She tried to convince him, "Most of the restaurants now can

lunch! Beer will help to make you feel better if you think

idea of eating meat in

rose petals. He was hoping for a violinist or pianist that could play for them while they were eating. It would be best if

ordered her something exquisite that was neither scorching hot nor harmful for health. That would be a

mind, Patrick grabbed her phone and began to

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 meals upon invitation of

period of time before he showed the phone to Amelia. Pointing

screen. Upon studying the route to the pinned location, she shook her head determinedly, "No! We're not going

Patrick asked

at the ground that

at least two hours by car! It's already two o'clock now. I can't tell whether we're having lunch