Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 353

"I scratched myself," Amelia said.

Patrick sneered and said, "You scratched it yourself? And you almost ripped off the button? Cool!"

Amelia didn't intend to explain anything. "You can curse at the air alone, I'm tired, I need to go to sleep!"

After saying that, she vigorously closed the door of the room, leaving Patrick outside.

Patrick resisted the urge to smash the door open and turned away with a frown.

Inside the second bedroom, Amelia flung herself onto the queen-size bed as soon as she entered, clutching a pillow and crying out as she hugged it, "Boohoo... D*mn Patrick...why did he call me then... so that the as*hole found me!"

In fact, Amelia did not really blame him, after all, Patrick's phone call was not intentional. What really made her sad was his words in the office...

While Amelia was in tears, her stomach suddenly "rumbled", sending out hunger signals.

Biting her lip, she deliberately ignored the feeling and continued to dwell on the sadness.

"I'm full, I'm not hungry..." Amelia's self- hypnosis proved to be ineffective and her stomach continued to growl...

Knock, knock, knock...

"Amelia, open the door."

Patrick's magnetic voice shouted at the door, and Amelia seemed to smell the aroma of the meal...

Amelia lifted her head, which had been crushed by a pillow, and shouted with great ambition at the door, "I won't open it!"

"Are you sure?" Patrick seemed to have the intention to break in.

Amelia was afraid he would actually break-in, but then thought, her life was already so bad, could it get any worse?

Of course, it couldn't. As a result, she said firmly, "No, no, I won't open it!"

This time, Patrick thought for a moment before saying, "If you don't come out, Rick will starve to death."

Amelia was shocked by his words, and she bit the pillow in exasperation, Patrick's method was so abominable that she was powerless to fight back.

Rubbing her red eyes, Amelia asked Patrick, who was leaning against the door, "Where's Rick?"

Patrick glanced at her and was stunned for a moment. "Why are you wearing sunglasses? Pretending to be mysterious?"

Amelia raised the sunglasses on her nose and said hoarsely, "Yes, can't I?"

Patrick laughed and said, "I've touched all over your body. What's so mysterious about that?"

"You jerk!" Amelia glared at him, but Patrick couldn't sense her anger because she was wearing sunglasses.

Glancing at the red marks on her neck, Patrick's stopped teasing her. "Come downstairs for dinner when you've had enough."

After the words, he turned around with his hands in his pockets and went downstairs.

Amelia pouted, but couldn't resist her hunger and followed Patrick downstairs.

When she got downstairs, Amelia saw Rick licking the milk in the basin and immediately wagged his tail when he saw her and Patrick coming down.

Patrick's foot stretched over when passed by, Rick jumped up and hugged a bite, that playful scene and before Rick was afraid of Patrick's performance was very different.

Amelia was confused, Patrick only fed Rick some milk and he forgot how Patrick treated him?

She suddenly realized a problem. "You lied to me, Rick clearly has food."

Patrick rightfully said, "If I didn't lie to you, would you open the door?" "Humph, liar!"

"No, that's my strategy."

Amelia didn't know how to refute him.

After Patrick complimented himself, he walked in the direction of the table, "Come over here and try my cooking."

Amelia took a few steps forward, and when she saw the array of dishes on the table, she looked incredulous. "Don't tell me you made all this?"

Patrick had a dismissive "it's nothing" look on his face. "Is it hard to cook?"

Although his tone sounded so confident, Amelia pointed skeptically at a plate of carrots and asked, "And this rose, did you carve it on your own, too?"

The rose was made of carrots, but it was lifelike and delicate. Without a few years of carving training, it would be difficult to make. When Amelia thought about Patrick's cooking skills to make a salad that almost ruined the kitchen, she had to doubt the truth of his words.

Patrick suddenly got a little nervous as he turned his head around and said, "Whatever you think!"

Was he angry? Amelia raised her eyebrows and said, "Well, even if you really did cook this..."

"What do you mean 'really did cook this'? I definitely did it!" Patrick interrupted in a cold voice.

Amelia shrugged, she was trying to be polite, but he argued with her, "Mr. Hopper, these serving dishes, I don't think I've ever seen them in our house before?"

Patrick's eyes suddenly widened and he thought to himself that Amelia was too observant!

"Well, let me check where these came from." With a gesture that Patrick couldn't dissuade in time, Amelia quickly lifted a plate to inspect the chassis, which clearly indicated a few words - Sheraton Hotel!

"So it's a take-out from a five-star hotel."

Amelia added emphasis to the word "take-out" and deliberately teased Patrick.

Patrick was embarrassed and suddenly said mockingly, "You know it clearly in your mind, why do you have to say it out? How if I say you are imitating Men in Black with your sunglasses?"

Amelia was exasperated by his words, then she took off her own sunglasses and said, "I have beautiful eyes! I'm not imitating anyone!"

Impulsively, she removed the sunglasses regardless of the consequences.

Patrick immediately laughed out loud when he saw it, "Sorry, I don't think your eyes are pretty, rather you look like having pinkeye."

Amelia froze, and then she dejectedly sat on the dining chair, with her hands on the chin, feeling depressed.

Seeing this, Patrick's laughter immediately stopped, he asked with a caring tone, "What's wrong with you?"

Amelia looked up at him and muttered, "Patrick, what am I in your heart?"

He wanted to laugh at her silly, but he couldn't bear the confusion in her beautiful eyes, then he deliberately suppressed his emotion and said, "Of course, you are a maid who warms the bed and a nanny who can cook."

"You are a jerk!" Amelia picked up the carrot on the plate and threw it at him.

Patrick caught it and narrowed his eyes. "Wasn't that what you said?"

Forget it, she did not expect to hear any beautiful words from his mouth. Amelia replied with a bummer, "Just forget what I asked." She picked up the fork and enjoyed the delicious food on the table.