Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 953

Despite knowing that Amelia could be serious when it came to this, Patrick was surprised by the extent that she went.

By dividing the dishes to different ends of the table and drawing an invisible line in between the pit, she had impliedly told the outsiders that both of them were strangers who were forced to share a table. Had he gone and touched the plates on her side, most probably she would make use of the fact that he would only take meat to tease him.

Having this in mind, Patrick thought vindictively, "I will never ever let this woman have the chance of firing me back! There's no chance for her to dream about it!"

He threw a piece of chicken breast into the barbeque pit expressionlessly. However, his excessive force had resulted in the chicken breast falling onto the cuttlefish that Amelia was grilling.

Even if Amelia had remained silent upon seeing this, judging from her brows which were raised up high, Patrick could tell that his chicken had exceeded the boundary that Amelia had drawn for the pit. Speaking of the line she drew, Patrick did not feel like he was obliged to follow. He may use the entire barbeque pit as he wished.

"I dare you to bite me!" Even if Patrick had not said it out loud, his gaze had no doubt challenged her into taking further action against him. Amelia was not going to let him get away from this easily. With the help of chopsticks, she flicked the chicken breast to another side of the pit.

"Are you serious in making a fuss at me, woman?! What the hell is wrong with you?" thought Patrick.

Amelia was unbothered of his anger. She continued to flip her grilled cuttlefish from time to time leisurely.

As for Patrick, his chicken was lying alone at the other end of the barbeque pit. Not only did it look peculiar next to the cuttlefish scattering around, the one side lying on the pit got burnt within a short period of time.

Upon realizing where did the burned smell come from, Patrick had no other choice but to throw it into the rubbish bin again.

Consequently, Patrick had eaten nothing so far ever since he came in. As for Amelia, she had already begun to pick up the grilled cuttlefish from the barbeque pit and place them into her bowl. Seeing that each piece of cuttlefish had been

gradually shifted from the pit to her bowl, Patrick was tempted to have a taste of it.

He wondered why her food looked extraordinarily scrumptious.

Patrick could not help staring at the content of her bowl. His stare was desperate yet vicious. Amelia had immediately thought of the two German Shephards of The Ramsay Family.

way whenever it came to time that they were supposed to be

was hard for the security guard to tell from their stare that whether they were begging

anything. Hence, she could only assume that he was

thought, Amelia could no longer feel pity for him. She

were tons of meat on the side of table that Patrick was occupying. He did not have any reason to ask for

at the row of containers filled with a variety of sauces. It was a tough

garnish the cuttlefish, she started indulging herself

Amelia had taken him

close attention to Amelia all this while could not

thought

breast and began putting them all

normally small. After all, people came here for the barbeque experience and atmosphere. Hence, there were not many areas

could not help frowning. Thinking that his chicken would be done barbequing by the time she finished everything in her plate,

her food as if

all, the cuttlefish deserved the name as the signature dish of this restaurant. Unlike those which Amelia had had before in other

result of placing too many chicken at once, it seemed

cooked one-sidedly while some of them were not even put onto the

not help cursing in his heart. This was no doubt it was the most disastrous meal he ever had in his

at this moment that someone spoke,

no longer remain silence with the mess he made. That was why she stood forward to offer help

wise for him to hand over the unused tongs to

the tongs from him, the waitress first took out the uncooked chicken from the border of the barbeque pit and

that Patrick had created. The chicken on the barbeque pit

stomach could not

glance that allowed Patrick to take

immediately fell back to her expressionless face. After all, he was just someone who could not even