Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 18

Amelia was struggling to resist as if she was burned, but was pinned by Patrick. She gnashed her teeth in anger and refused, "None of my business! Why don't you hug the quilt?"

Patrick's eyes are firmly kept on her undulating chest and said in a hoarse voice, "I have a wife and why do I have to hold those lifeless objects?"

Right after that, Patrick carried Amelia in his arms moving from the door to the bedside and threw her in the bed. She struggled to escape, but was pulled back by his hands on her white ankle. "It's your fault that you've provoked my anger in the morning."

In order to stop him, Amelia did not hesitate to threaten him. "Patrick, I told you last night that as long as we have sex, you can't have affair with any other women!"

Upon hearing this, Patrick didn't seem to hesitate, "Let's talk about it when we're done."

Amelia was so angry that she kicked in the middle of his palm, which was bandaged with wounds.

He let go of her with the hand in pain. She seized the chance and jumped up to escape.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw that Florence leaning against the wall like a pupil being punished. Amelia shouted in shock, "Florence! What are you doing here?"

Florence smiled embarrassedly and said, "Uh, I didn't

mean to eavesdrop and steal a glance at you!"

Amelia's face turned hot. She tried to explain, but Florence pointed at her collar and said, "Sister-in- law, you couple are too vigorous early in the morning -Flirting at the door and the clothes are blown up..."

She subconsciously touched her collar and found that the first button had gone. No wonder Florence misunderstood her.

In order to cover it up, Amelia said gloomily, "I'm going downstairs."

Not long after Amelia left, Patrick chased after her angrily.

Florence was surprised. "Brother, you didn't sleep well at night, so you broke your arms?" Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Patrick was burning with anger, and when he met such a sister who was keen to laugh at him, he was annoyed, "Curse me more, I will ask someone to marry you tomorrow."

"..." Florence turned silent.

When they were having breakfast, they learned that the meal was prepared by Amelia and they couldn't stop praising her, which made her look bad.

Cooking was definitely easy for her. Over the years living with Jessica Albert, as long as there was enough time, she would cook all the breakfasts and dinners.

Assuming that Jessica was left in the apartment, Amelia regretted not stocking up a few more instant noodles for her before leaving.

Eve couldn't bear to hear everyone praising Amelia, but she really cooked well - the seafood porridge was really nice.

After a slight cough, everyone on the table turned quiet. Eve lifted the cover of the soup bowl in front of Patrick and said, "Patrick, look, this is what I prepared for you - you will definitely like it!"

Patrick was not very interested and asked, "What's this?"

Eve answered, "Deer's kidney."

Everyone on the table was almost busting into laughter but continued eating.