Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 79

"Enough of it!" Howard couldn't bear Eve gabbling on and on these days and said, "Amelia was right. The housework should be carried out by both husband and wife since the house accommodates both of them!"

Hearing this, Eve said in a strange tone, "Okay! Can you cook today's lunch?"

Knowing that Eve said this on purpose, Howard put down the newspaper and said, "Why not?"

"I won't be fooled," Eve said. She was a housewife indeed. If her husband really cooks and it's known by Amelia, she would be laughed at by the daughter-in-law with a sharp tongue.

At this moment, Florence came down from the second floor with the perfume sprayed in her left hand, and the lipstick applied in her right hand. It seemed that she wanted to go out. Florence said vaguely, "Mom, I'm gonna see a friend."

The parents told her not to come back home late.

"Got it!" Florence answered and left. She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Milton's number, asking, "Hey, weird man, where are you?"

It was midday at the Land of Fragrance.

Amelia, Patrick and Cynthia sat in a triangle for lunch.

In the cold atmosphere, Cynthia pretended to be caring about them and asked, "Brother Patrick, Ms. Amelia, how is it?"

"..." Amelia didn't say anything.

Seeing that Amelia didn't say anything after coming out of the bedroom and didn't look at him at all, Patrick replied with a bad look, "It's okay."

Cynthia said happily, "If you like it, I can cook for you every day."

Amelia's eyelids twitched.

Patrick agreed absent-mindedly, without noticing what Cynthia said.

And this faint voice was heard by Amelia and she frowned.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang.

"Let me pick the call," she said.

Patrick pretended to be eating, but paid silent attention to the call.

Standing by the window and began to answer the call, Amelia heard the angry and sad voice from the other side, which made her keep the distance between the phone and her ear, "Amelia! Milton bastard! He played a trick on me!"

Amelia asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"He told me to meet him at a restaurant for his apology. Well, I was there, but he was absent. After a while, a man came over and wronged me by saying that I slept with him without paying. Then, a bunch of paparazzi suddenly appeared and shot me with their cameras. Then the bastard forced me to become his slave and servant, otherwise, he would reveal this to the headlines!"

Florence told all of this without taking a short break. It was obvious that she hated Milton so much and couldn't stand him anymore.

Sweat poured down from Amelia's heart since she was the one telling Florence Milton's number.

"My dear, don't worry. I'll persuade him..." Amelia said.

"No! Amelia, I called you not for your help. I don't believe that he really dares!" Florence shouted.

Before Amelia could say something, the call had been hung up.

On the table, Cynthia had been observing Patrick's face. When he heard the word "Milton", his face became extremely bad, so she was secretly happy. Sure enough, there was a gap between the couple. At this time, Amelia returned to the table and said, "I gotta go out."

Patrick's eyes turned cold and asked, "With who?"

Amelia told the truth, "Milton Cook."

"When will you be back?" Patrick asked in a deep voice, gnashing his teeth in an indescribable way.

"Not sure." Amelia glanced at Cynthia and said, "Kindly prepare the dinner for my husband. Thanks."

Cynthia was extremely happy, and she almost wanted Amelia not to come back. But she said, "Don't worry. As long as I'm here, I won't make my brother Patrick starve."

Seeing Amelia leaving, Cynthia boldly peeled a shrimp for Patrick and wanted to feed it into his mouth, saying, "Brother Patrick, thanks for saving me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't sit here and eat with you." Glancing at the shrimp in her fingers, Patrick said with indifference, "No, I'm allergic to seafood. Clean up the kitchen and leave here."

After that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

Cynthia rose and asked, "Brother Patrick, where are you going?"

Patrick stared at the direction where Amelia left, saying, "Going out."

In an instant, Cynthia was left in the big house. She looked at the empty living room and laughed at herself for being self-sentimental.

At Gunnar Teahouse.

As soon as Amelia sat down, she grabbed Milton and said, "Milton, Florence is young and naive, without knowing how to behave properly. Kindly let her go."

Brewing the tea leisurely, Milton said, "My dear, I'm so happy to meet you today, then can we not to talk about the stupid girl?" He put the well-brewed tea beside her hand and said, "Hope you like it." Seeing Milton not listening to her, Amelia got angry and said, "No!"

Looking at her carefully, Milton saw her eyes were covered by a layer of sadness, as if she had suffered a lot, so he asked, "How have you been, my dear?"

Amelia answered with aggressiveness, "Fine."

Milton understood her character. She was too stubborn!

When she was a child, she was ridiculed by her classmates as a child without a mother. Then Amelia beat those who laughed at her without any hesitation. She was also injured but did not cry for help at all. The adults asked her whether she was painful or not and she never said "yes".

But he loved her so dearly! He beat the guys who bullied her!

Time flies. When he was recalling their childhood, Milton quickly had the courage to revenge for her and asked, "My dear, you aren't happy with Patrick, right?"

Amelia was stunned and hurriedly picked up her teacup to hide the loneliness in her heart.

Seeing that she wasn't willing to talk more, Milton came up with an idea and said, "Go with me!"

Amelia burst into laughter and said, "I'm hungry and powerless, so I can't go."

She was not interested in the lunch prepared by Cynthia at all, and she might spit out more than she ate.

"What a pity. The Hopper Family can't even afford to feed a foodie." Milton sighed.

Milton's words provoked her light laughter, and this sweet smile happened to come into Patrick's eyes.

He followed Amelia's Little Sheep all the way to the teahouse and deliberately sat with his back against her. He thought he could control himself, but his face turned livid when he heard the word "go".

As he approached, Amelia was smiling at Milton and it seemed they were having great fun. Milton grabbed her hand and looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

Seeing this, Patrick burst out a sneer.

Amelia's smile froze. She could tell Patrick's voice, even just a word, a nasal sound, and a pause, she could!