Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 43

Amelia asked, "Then what will you do?" Amelia did not want to embarrass him and as long as he helped to serve the table or wash the utensils, she would not laugh at him for being a killer in the kitchen.

Sipping the coffee, Patrick asked, "Who am I? Your boss, your husband, I'll just supervise you here."

Amelia didn't respond to his arrogance, but removed the egg white, yolk and eggshell that was scattered in the pot and one side was almost burnt.

After that, she took out four or five eggs from the basket, poured them into the bowls and mixed them with chopsticks. When she was about to add some scallion, Patrick said, "I don't eat scallion."

"You are too picky." Amelia complained and only added a bit salt. She then added enough water in the pot and put the mixed egg on the stand with a steamer.

Patrick gradually moved his eyesight from the steamed pot to Amelia's slender figure. The silk nightgown swayed as she walked.

At this time, when she bent down and was looking for corn flour in the storage room and muttered, "Let me make milk-flavoured corn pancake..."

Patrick's erotism was provoked as he watched the scene and thought such a coquettish woman seducing him by giggling and flirting?

He strode towards her and hugged her in his arms.

Amelia's fingers tightened on the corn and nudged Patrick's lower abdomen with her elbow. However, he was strong and it was impossible for a weak girl like her to beat him.