At an intersection, Patrick leaned forward to Amelia and bit her lip. Rolling the tip of his tongue, Patrick felt her lip gloss.
She was shocked and covered her lips, saying, "Ah! What are you doing?"
Patrick stared at her and said, "Stop talking to him! Or I'll kill you!"
Hearing the voice of a man, Milton changed his tone and said, "Honey! How can there be a man beside you?"
Amelia got so worried that she couldn't figure out Patrick's intention.
Suddenly Patrick grabbed her phone and talked politely, "Mr. Cook, right? Hi, this is the husband of Amelia. Thank you for dropping my wife home the night before yesterday. If available, we buy you a cup of coffee as our appreciation to you, huh?"
Milton Cook's throat seemed to have been strangled and he instantly fell silent.
Knowing that it took time for Milton to process and accept the truth that his "honey" was married, Patrick said "Goodbye" and threw the phone back to Amelia.
When Amelia said hello to the phone, there was only a beep on the other side.
Amelia had no choice but to give up. She looked at Patrick and asked, "Where are we going to?"
This was clearly not the way back home.
Patrick said, "For dinner."
Amelia said with ignorance, "What's the time now? You wanna have dinner? It's the time for night snack."
Patrick asked coldly, "Do you think I'm just joking that I was busy at work before going to the banquet?"
Amelia was surprised as she thought that Patrick saying he being busy at work was just an excuse for being late. She didn't expect that he was too busy to grab a meal.
His temper was as unpredictable as the wind. When he told her with a smile that they were going home for dinner, he was actually telling a joke. When he appeared to protect her, she had no idea who he was.
In the restaurant.
After they were seated, the waiter stepped forward and said respectfully, "This is the menu for you."
Taking the menu from the waiter, Patrick skipped reading and ordered a few vegetarian dishes. Seeing this, Amelia asked with curiosity, "You like meat a lot but why don't you order some?"
Frowning, Patrick asked the waiter to change the tea to boiled water.
A thought flashed through Amelia's mind that Patrick must have been so hungry that he felt stomachache.
So she kindly suggested, "Well, you should ask your secretary to prepare some biscuits for you in case you can't have meal in time."
Patrick replied, "The biscuits are too hard. I'm afraid the stomach will suffer more."
Amelia continued, "Then bread?"
Patrick refused, "It goes bad after a short period of time."
Amelia went ahead, "Then... milk!"
Patrick glanced at her and asked, "Mrs. Hopper, do I look like a baby?"
Amelia burst into laughter, thinking that he was even more difficult to please than a baby.
All the dishes were served on the table. Feeling unwell in the stomach, Patrick ate slowly. Seeing him chewing so many times before swallowing, Amelia felt satisfied.
Sensing Amelia's eyesight, Patrick Hopper raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you looking at me? Hurry up."
Rubbing her belly, Amelia said, "I was full. I took many fruits at the engagement party."
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