Amelia followed his gaze and glanced over, "Oh! I realized that dad had been eating a lot just now. I thought a glass of grapefruit tea will help to ease digestion so that his stomach will not be bloating tonight."
Pausing, she could not help asking upon seeing Patrick's insidious look, "Do you want some?"
"Sure." Patrick replied steadily, "But it's not because of my stomach bloating."
"What's that then?" Amelia looked at him concerningly. It seemed as if she had learnt from Scarlett these days.
Patrick smiled crookedly as he whispered, "That's because I have been suppressing myself too much."
Looking into his slightly provocative eyes, Amelia understood in an instant of his counter meaning.
She sneered and said, "It's not the right occasion to make such a joke."
Patrick shamelessly said, "When is the right occasion then? It's not like we had never done it in the kitchen..."
"Shut up!" Amelia was so angry that she stamped her foot. Yet she accidentally stepped on his toes which were not covered by the slippers. He could not help flaring his teeth in pain.
Amelia's gaze fell onto his toes. Seeing that no visible injuries had been done, she lifted up her gaze and said coldly, "Please mind your word next time if you don't want this to happen again."
Patrick's expression darkened especially after he was made speechless. He snatched over the glass of grapefruit tea which was placed behind Amelia.
Upon realizing what he had done, Amelia hurriedly shouted, "Return it to me now!"
"Come and grab it if you want." Relying the advantage posed by his height, Patrick began gulping.
At first, all he wanted to do was to to provoke her. But soon Patrick had realized that not only the grapefruit tea was refreshing, it was delicious.
"Are you a kid? How dare you to drink something which is meant for elders? Put it down now!"
Hearing this, Patrick finished the last gulp of the grapefruit tea vigorously.
Amelia had an impulse to give Patrick a punch at his stomach so that she could force out the drinks that he had just finished. However, she gave up this idea as soon as she realized that it would be too disgusting to picture the scene, let alone if it indeed happened.
Moments later, Patrick put down the glass in satisfaction. He licked the corner of his lips sexily and said, "Actually you should thank me."
Amelia was clearly annoyed, "Oh? You finish the drinks that I prepared for dad and expect me to say thank you in return?"
Patrick shook the glass in his hand. The collision sound between ice cubes remaining and the glass was amplified. He then said, "Dad is already old. It's late at night now. You are going to cause him gastritis and diarrhea if you let him have cold beverage at this time."
Amelia thought for a while and found his words justifiable. However, she could not bring herself into saying 'thank you' to someone as arrogant as him.
She snatched his glass and emptied the ice cubes into the basin. With the tap being turned on, she was washing the glass as she said ruthlessly, "Now I hope that you're going to suffer from gastritis and diarrhea soon!"
"You're the cruelest woman ever." Patrick commented blatantly.
"That is too because of your bad influence!"
At this time, Howard's sound could be heard from behind, "Patrick, Amelia, I think it's time for me to go
now."
"Dad..." Hearing this, Amelia immediately put down the glass and turned off the tap.
Turning around, she shoved away Patrick who was all this while standing next to her. She looked at Howard and said, "Does it have to be now?"
She remembered that Patrick and Howard did not spend much time talking to each other when they were having dinner just now. She did not think that Howard would be satisfied with such a brief talking to his son.
Patrick nodded to her and said, "Well, initially I was here to only pay a visit. I had not thought that I was lucky enough to have dinner with the two of you. I'm beyond blessed today."
Amelia pulled the corner of her clothes. If it were not for Patrick, she could have at least serve Howard a glass of tea before he left!
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