Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 994

After sitting down in front of the dining table, Amelia intentionally praised the dishes that have been served. "Wow, the cutting on this fish sure looks good, it's almost the same as how the fishmongers cut their fish in the market."

Patrick's face remained placid but a sense of great achievement arose from the bottom of his heart.

He really did not expect that he would find a sense of accomplishment through something insignificant such as cooking.

After Amelia finished speaking, she peeked a glance at Patrick.

Then she found that the corners of his eyes and the tips of his brows were much softer than before.

Amelia knew that she had done the right thing, so she looked around at the dishes on the table and praised them if Patrick had help in preparing them.

Although Patrick was flattered yet he said, "Stop talking when eating."

"Sure!" Amelia replied with a smile and did not argue with him.

After the meal, Amelia was about to clean up the table when Patrick said in a deep voice, "Let me do

it."

Amelia stopped and blurted out, "Can you?"

As soon as she finished asking, Amelia immediately knew that something was wrong.

When she was about to say something to make up for it, she saw Patrick lifting his lips and said, "Yes I can. It's just that I don't usually do these kinds of work."

"Then why are you doing it now?" This was not in line with his style at all.

"Because I wanted to." Patrick looked at her and gave her his answer.

Amelia's pupils contracted. "You wanted to do so?"

"One would only do something willingly if they wanted to, isn't it?"

Patrick's words passed through Amelia's heart like a warm current.

and her body could not help but stiffen. She then thought, "Amelia, don't be too sentimental and thinks that he likes you! The person he loves

a game, Patrick could afford to

lowered her eyelids and covered up her worries. She then said calmly, "Then I'll leave these to you. I'll call

for Patrick's reply, she walked past him and

Patrick frowned again. Why didn't she give him some

back and looked at the back of the man in the kitchen, she was

responding to her thoughts, she heard a "clang" sound. It turned out that a plate had fallen off from Patrick's palm and

man was good at dealing with important matters. But when

three steps behind him, she then said, "Patrick, stand still. The broken pieces

Amelia's voice, Patrick tilted his head and

next to her. She immediately took out a pair of rubber gloves from the drawer and put them on. Then she squatted down with the trash can in one hand and she started picking up the broken pieces of the plate with

near him. When he could not help but to move

had no choice

putting the last piece of debris into the trash can, Amelia got up and took a rag to wipe the surrounding. While cleaning the debris, she said to Patrick, "It seems that you

compliantly, "Are you willing

did not know how to answer his

Amelia's voice, Patrick could tell that she was in a dilemma. He changed the topic and said, "Well, it's

relieved. "Definitely, you're smart. You can learn without needing to teach you.

end of her words, she still could

"Will do," Patrick answered.

floor, Amelia

trash can.

was afraid

and the

hurt them in

not worth

a risk.

in its original position, Amelia stood up and said to Patrick, "Okay, you can continue washing the

help?" Amelia

are covered by the soap, I couldn't hold onto

as if it was the plate's fault for being too slippery but not