After hearing her answer, Patrick uncovered the explanation and said with an irritably regretful tone, "Ah! You're wrong. This is for the man to increase his sperm count."
Amelia threw a resentful look at Scarlett.
Dr. Scarlett said innocently, "As I said, this is the dietary plan I've prepared for the both of you."
What she meant was that Amelia could not blame her for not making it clear. It was Amelia who did not understand her completely.
Amelia wanted to bang her head to death on the spot. She glared at Patrick, who was secretly snickering, and said unhappily, "Fine, fine, you win!"
Patrick pinched her pouting face and said with sincerity, "Don't be angry. I'll teach you more in the future."
Upon hearing this, Amelia became even more gloomy.
At this time, Dr. Scarlett asked, "If there's no other problem, I'll have to borrow your kitchen from now on. Do you mind?"
Amelia smiled and replied, "We don't."
Dr. Scarlett straightened up and said, "Well, since it's Monday today, I'll prepare lunch for you two according to the plan for Monday."
Amelia became spirited all of a sudden, "How about the ingredients?"
Dr. Scarlett said, "Well, I had to first confirm if you two were willing to follow through with my plan, only then I could go to the supermarket for the ingredients. So, I may have to take leave to the supermarket now."
Amelia jumped up from the sofa excitedly. "Dr. Scarlett, I'll go with you!"
Dr. Scarlett subconsciously looked at Patrick.
Patrick merely shook his head side to side.
As a result, Dr. Scarlett could only harden her heart and refused Amelia. "You'd better not. Getting groceries in the supermarket is tiring. It's better to rest at home."
Noticing the split-second pause of Dr. Scarlett and the flashing gaze, Amelia's beautiful face darkened. She turned around and asked Patrick, "Why don't you let me go with Dr. Scarlett?"
Patrick looked at her with interest and said, "How do you know that it's me who doesn't let you go? Maybe it's Dr. Scarlett who cares about you and doesn't want you to get in between the crowd at the
supermarket. Right, Dr. Scarlett?"
"Yes, yes!" Dr. Scarlett nodded repetitively.
Amelia did not believe them at all. She glared at Patrick and said, "I want to go!"
Patrick's face turned grim. "No."
Look! She knew it was his idea!
Amelia chided, "Why can't I go?"
Patrick answered with reason, "Your heel is injured. Your shoes will chafe on it."
Amelia paused for a moment. Even Dr. Scarlett, who watched the conversation unfold, was moved, "Mrs. Hopper, your husband cares a lot about you. Just listen to him."
But Amelia was not touched at all. This man simply wanted to keep her home, so that it was convenient for him to do some shameful things to her.
At the risk of a disability in her left foot, Amelia pressed on, "What if I insist?"
"The bodyguards will follow you. Go ahead if you don't mind them."
Knowing that Amelia was used to keeping a low profile, Patrick gave her a hard option on purpose.
To his surprise, Amelia was determined and said, "Go ahead and follow me then!"
Seeing Amelia reached out for Dr. Scarlett's hand,
Patrick gave a cold sneer and said, "Then there's no need to go!"
Amelia's hand froze in midair and said incredulously, "What did you say?"
Patrick snapped his fingers at a bodyguard behind him, and he shuffled forward at once. He bowed down perpendicularly and asked, "Mr. Hopper, what can I do for you?"
Patrick took Dr. Scarlett's iPad and handed it to him. "Buy all of the ingredients on it."
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