Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

At twelve o'clock at noon.

Owen arrived at Patrick and Amelia's room on time.

He was worried that Patrick would be mad at him if he was late and kept Amelia waiting.

However, it was also inappropriate for him to go to their place too early as well, as Patrick might criticize him by asking, "Can't you wait for a while?"

Either way, Owen was stuck in a difficult position as Patrick was an overbearing partner. It would be best if Owen never showed up so that he could Patrick and Amelia alone!

Amelia, who was setting up the tableware, turned around when she heard the commotion at the door. "Owen, you're just in time. Lunch is ready. Come on in!"

Owen noticed that Amelia had put on an apron when she turned around. So, he asked, "Amelia, why are you wearing that?"

Amelia followed his line of sight and looked down at the apron. "I was free, so I went to the kitchen and prepared the meal. I borrowed an apron from the chef because I didn't want to dirty my clothes. I just finished the preparation and forgot to take off the apron. Don't laugh at me," explained Amelia.

Owen smiled. "Amelia, you see right through me! You know I miss home-cooked dishes, so you've prepared all of this for me. I'm so touched."

"I'm glad that you like it, Owen." Amelia's smile broadened when she received a compliment from Owen.

Patrick, who had been silent all the time, chimed in, "Since everyone's here, let's eat."

Then, he came to behind Amelia and tried to untie the string of her apron.

Amelia felt embarrassed when she saw Owen's meaningful smirk. Then, Patrick whispered into her ear, "Who shares the same bed with you every night? It's me! What is there to be shy about?"

Amelia scolded back, "Shameless!"

Owen glanced at Patrick when he heard Amelia and deliberately asked, "Amelia, who are you referring to?"

"You!" But, it was Patrick who responded to Owen's question.

"Hey. I'm talking to Amelia. What does that have to do with you?" Owen mocked.

"Do you still want to eat here?" Patrick asked intimidatingly.

"Patrick Hopper!" Amelia turned around and stepped on Patrick's foot as his temper was horrible.

Patrick scowled and fell silent.

Amelia turned around and warmly invited Owen to take

further away. He then lowered his voice and said, "Amelia, don't just

the spot where

to Patrick and said in a tempting tone,

about me only now?" Patrick replied with

I should serve him first,"

only Amelia could hear him, "You can serve him, but you stepped

matching volume, "Isn't that because you were rude

domestically abuse me just because you were anxious?" Patrick asked as he raised

had nothing to do

not even

so lightly. It

But, when she remembered that Owen was still waiting for them, she took a deep

look and replied,

"Well, it shouldn't hurt.

walk anymore," Patrick returned

want?" Amelia asked. Was he asking her to assist him to

"Help me," Patrick asked.

As she had predicted!

found that Patrick

shameless. "I was thinking about asking you carry me, but I don't think you can do it. Look at your short

"F*ck!" Amelia cursed angrily.

one with a short stature!" Amelia

carry

Silence filled the atmosphere.

getting cold. Aren't you two eating?"

asked gently.

is already inviting

said Amelia. Then, Patrick

a hand at

put on

Amelia to hold his

s

expression on her face. While she assisted

table, she called out at Owen, "Owen, we're

behind Amelia with a