Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1030

As soon as Amelia arrived, Patrick reached out and pressed the green button, and the lid of the pot automatically bounced open, revealing the rice inside.

Amelia glanced at her seat and found that her plate and cutlery were the same as Patrick's. Then, she started feeling a little confused.

Was it her illusion? She felt that Patrick had become more forbearing recently.

Even after the quarrel, he could still walk into the kitchen and cooked for her.

As soon as the idea crossed Amelia's mind, she shook her head secretly.

It was obviously not scientific to draw such a conclusion so soon!

Because this was only Patrick's third day in the kitchen. It was hard to say whether it would last for a long time!

However, if he could change his habit of teasing her whenever he liked, she would be happier.

After sitting down, Amelia did not expect Patrick to cook a very delicious meal because of his level of cooking.

After picking up a chicken wing that looked quite tasty, Amelia started to eat silently.

She did not say "thank you" to Patrick.

She had cooked countless meals for Patrick in the past year. If there was a need for "thank you" for each time, then he would at least owe her a truck of it.

Chewing the chicken in her mouth, Amelia found that the meat was overcooked and very salty.

After some thoughts, she stretched out her arm and spooned the rice from the rice cooker. In a short while, she filled up her plate.

Then, she ate the chicken wings with rice to decrease the saltiness of the chicken wings.

Patrick saw that she enjoyed it very much, so he could not help but feel a little proud. But he also felt depressed.

In the past two days, as long as he participated in cooking, she would praise him. But this time, the dinner was cooked all by himself, and she did not even say a word, which made his sense of accomplishment be greatly reduced.

He entered the kitchen because of Amelia, not because he liked to stay in the kitchen.

Therefore, if he did not get her praise, it would be nothing to him, no matter how good the dishes

were.

one of the chicken wings from Amelia's plate. Since she did

the chicken wings entered his mouth, Patrick suddenly understood why Amelia was not

it was not because she deliberately ignored his hard work, but the dishes

spit it out at the first bite was already the best compliment for

taste, he said to Amelia, who was lowering her head

sounded

more to his terrible cooking skills that had caused a

could tell

in her mouth, she raised her

The defeat made Patrick a little

him, "You

wings were

into a thin line. He could not be bothered to

"How can you be sure that the other dishes you cook will be

was full of coldness. Obviously, he

shrug and said, "That's why I'm not giving it

infuriating answer than saying that

full of dissatisfaction. After he tasted all the dishes on the table, he could only

had cooked was not food at all. It was

days ago were so delicious because of Amelia's

that every time he tasted a dish, his handsome face became darker, and she understood

man

?

her. She was the one who ordered how many seasonings were to be added to each dish and the duration

s

of this that he felt that he was

were already

to let him suffer a little, so he would not look down on

moment compared to filling his stomach, he wanted

her eyes and glanced

was also looking at

look at him, he could not help but ask, "How can you continue eating

did not want to admit that there was

Amelia would comfort him and said, "Because the dish was cooked by

wing, I

stood out at the corner of his forehead. He pressed the corner of the table