Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 951

Taking a glance at her watch, Amelia realized that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. She was surprised that Patrick had made it so far without eating at all.

Having in mind the help that he had offered all this while, Amelia said to David, "I think I would need a break. David, do you mind taking care of the cake while we're away?"

David turned around and replied, "Absolutely no problem! Oh yeah, both of you had not had your lunch yet, right?"

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little hungry. Do you mind excusing me for a while?" Amelia asked again.

David said approvingly without hesitation, "Go ahead! You'll need to eat before you can continue to work!"

Upon reaching a mutual agreement with David, Amelia turned and glanced at Patrick. Unlike the friendly way she talked to David, she sounded distantly cold as she spoke to Patrick, "How about you?"

Patrick gave the same answer like before, "I'll be with you."

"I'll be with you."

Amelia could feel her heart missing a beat as she chewed at his words. Despite his expression serious, his words were capable to strike her like a lightning all the time.

She could not help sighing.

She could only blame herself for being such a softhearted person!

Amelia clenched her fist forcefully so that her nails could sink deep inside her palm.

Perhaps only pain could make her stay afloat from drowning.

With David's gaze followed closely behind them, Amelia and Patrick had both left the classroom.

On the way, upon thinking of Florence, Amelia turned to speak to Patrick, "We've been spending hours for baking. Won't Florence get bored of waiting for us?"

As a brother, Patrick certainly knew his own sister better than Amelia. He said, "Don't worry. She's not an idiot to simply sit and wait for us for two hours."

Startling, Amelia asked, "So, do you mean that she had already gone home?"

"No." Patrick explained to her, "She texted me awhile ago. She told me that it was too boring to stay in the shop alone. Hence, she had gone out shopping."

With her eyes widened in disbelief, Amelia said doubtfully, "That's impossible! Wasn't she the one who told that she had been tired of walking?"

Sneering, Patrick fired the question back sharply at Amelia, "You're a woman too. Don't you know that women will never get tired of shopping? Do you honestly think that Florence will care about her feet when it comes to shopping? She can walk on her hands."

After some time of momentary silence, Amelia asked, "By the way, weren't you driving today? Why are we travelling by feet all this while?"

"Only then do I get to extend the time spending together with you." Patrick did not speak his mind out loud.

Instead, his answer to Amelia was completely something different from the truth. He said, "To be honest, Florence is spoilt after all. I think that it's time to train her."

Catching a glimpse of Patrick's serious expression, Amelia could not help feeling convinced of his words. She nodded, "I see... Where are we going for lunch?"

"Can't you look for it on the Google map?" Turning to look at her, Patrick's gaze was filled with intense hunger and craving for food. He added, "Remember,

I only want to have meat!"

At D.M barbeque restaurant.

Stopping at the entrance of the restaurant, Amelia took a glance at Patrick. All she could see was him frowning as if he was not satisfied with the venue she had picked for their lunch. She waved her phone at him and said, "The map shows that this is the most famous barbeque shop in this area which is also the nearest one to us. Do you want to try it?"

The jawline of Patrick tensed up a little. The truth was he would prefer western for lunch. He had not expected that Amelia would bring him to a barbeque restaurant that was stuffy and stinky.