Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 995

If she wanted to teach Patrick how to cook, she would need to spend a long time on it due to Patrick's learning ability. She did not want to risk her life staying in the kitchen.

The reluctance in her tone made Patrick unhappy, "You have to know that teaching me is an honour for you.” "As if anyone wants it!" Amelia waved her hand.

Patrick was right. Amelia had nothing comparable to Patrick. The only thing that she was better than Patrick was her cooking skills. However, Amelia really disliked Patrick's attitude like he was the best in the world.

Even the kings back then would ask the church for guidance and help "Ding, ding, ding...” "Hey, someone is ringing the doorbell!" Amelia's eyes lit up. "It should be the technician. I'll go and open the door."

Seeing that Amelia turned around and left in a hurry, Patrick wanted to catch up with her. However, when he saw the pink apron on his body, he had no choice but to put on the rubber gloves, and went back to washing the dishes.

This time, not just he wanted the plates to be clean, he would not wish to break any other dishes as well! Because he knew that this was the only way that he could impress Amelia and change her thought that Patrick could take care of himself in real life!

Tm coming!” Amelia opened the door and walked through the garden path. She then saw a man in his early fifties with a toolbox standing outside the fence.

She first asked who the man was. After confirming that he was the technician she called, she then let him in. "Mr. Lynch, please come in." Amelia led the way.

Mr. Lynch had probably never been to such a beautiful house before. Throughout the way, he was like visiting the royal garden. While enjoying the sceneries, he even praised Amelia that she had taken good care of the flowers.

Amelia was almost at the door when she heard that the flowers were really taken care of. She could not help but turn around and glanced at Mr. Lynch. Only then did she find that he had not moved far from the entrance.

As she found it amusing, she felt really happy from the bottom of her heart too.

Among the guests passed by the Land of Fragrance, not many of them were willing to stop to enjoy these flowers Since that was the case, Amelia decided to let him take his time.

She leaned against the door and waited for Mr. Lynch to finish enjoying the scenery.

After an amount of time,

All of a sudden, Amelia heard the sound of footsteps coming from inside the house

The next second, she saw a hand opening the halfclosed door in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, Patrick rushed out.

The door swung so hard that Amelia's hair was blown up by the wind created by the wave. from that, she could tell how much strength had Patrick used to open the door.

"Hey, is everything alright?” Amelia asked in a strange tone while pushing her hair back behind her ears.

When Patrick heard her voice, he immediately looked at her. His eyes were like X-rays scanners in the hospital as he scanned her from head to toe with a sense of anxiety that she could not understand.

At last, he roared, "D*mn you. Why are you out for so long!”

Amelia was stunned by his roar.

Patrick immediately grabbed her left hand, it was as if only by doing so he could find his inner peace.

His palm was wide and long, which it immediately wrapped Amelia's hand.

With her hand being wrapped by Patrick's, she felt as if she'd been carefully protected

After withdrawing her flying thoughts, Amelia looked into Patrick's eyes and asked, "Have I been out for a long time?” Patrick mocked, "I've already finished washing the dishes. How long do you think it has been?!"

Amelia replied with an "oh" to show that she acknowledged it. Then she seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Have you dried them and put them back in the cabinet?"

Patrick was stunned. "Not... Not yet.” "Then, go and do it," Amelia urged "Alright!" Patrick let go of Amelia's hand and was about to enter the house.

But he quickly reacted and grabbed her hand again. He pulled her into the house and said fiercely, "I'm almost sent away by you. You're coming in with me!"

Amelia rolled her eyes. "Why the hurry. I'm waiting for Mr. Lynch to finish enjoying the flowers in our

garden.”

The words “our garden” played a crucial role in this conversation!

Patrick tugged at Amelia's hand and asked soberly, "Mr. Lynch? Who?"

Amelia was completely shocked. "Didn't you see someone else except me?"

"I came out searching for you. Do you think there would be someone else in my eyes other than you?" Patrick answered rudely. Upon hearing this, Amelia's heart was shaken. How could someone resist such sweet talk?Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

But she managed to keep her emotions at bay.

"You're exaggerating. I am a living person and I can take care of myself. You don't have to keep an eye at me like a money-grubber."

‘If it weren't for the fact that you were once kidnapped, why would I be so neryous? Also, change your . habit of canning away from homes whenever you feel like doing it, 30 don’ ‘thave to keep my eyes on you." Patriék took the opportunityto give Amelia some ideological and moral education.

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Amelia remained silent but the disapproving expression on her face was exposing her thoughts. She knew that she would still leave when it was time to.

Seeing her expression, Patrick had the urge to twist her head down and reboot her brain for her!

He wantecto delete all those bad memorieg-she had with him so that all was- deft would only be the laying and cari ng Patrick. And so she would! no longer torture himaike this anymore! .to -

When Mr. Lynch heard the commotion, he looked towards the source of the sound and found that a man was speaking impatiently to the woman who brought her in.

Thinking that he had delayed them when he was enjoying the flowers, Mr. Lynch immediately walked towards them. In fact, he was right. He had indeed wasted a lot of time, but the real outbreak of quarrel was not on him.

"Sir. madam. I'm sorry. I..." Mr. Lynch was about to explain.

Right at this moment, Patrick stared at him with his brows tighten. Seeing this, Mr. Lynch was shocked and stunned. But Amelia then helped him out of it, "Mr. Lynch, please come in with me.”

"Sure..." Mr. Lynch responded.

As they were about to enter the house, Amelia found that Patrick? was blecking them with a pulled" down: face. She looked at him~ serigusly and asked, “Are we-not repairing the refrigerator now?"

Patrick's expression was clearly telling Amelia that it was not a big deal if the refrigerator was not fixed.

Amelia knew what he wanted, she then decided to use her triumph card. "If we didn't fix the refrigerator, how am I going to teach you how to cook?" Patrick stiffened and in the end, he still made a way for both of them.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Amelia's face.

She turned to Mr. Lynch and gave him a nod, then the two of them entered the house.