Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 799

However, Patrick chose to be stubborn. "But 100 dollars for a pound of beef is really cheap."

Amelia went speechless as he discovered that Patrick did not care about the market price because he was filthy rich.

If they were to compare their life, Amelia who took the subway to work every day was really in a sad position, "Well then, if you insist, I have nothing to say."

Seeing Amelia acted as if she did not want to talk to him anymore, Patrick got anxious and immediately said, "Actually... I did bargain with the boss!"

Amelia looked at him lifelessly. If this was the price after bargaining, what would the price be then before the bargaining was done?

Seeming to understand what she was thinking, Patrick said, "The boss started off with 105 dollars a pound and I said to wipe the last digit, so he consciously reduced it to 100 dollars per pound."

He was really dumb yet cute at the same time.

Amelia held back the urge to let her tears dropped. She tiptoes and patted Patrick's shoulder. She then said sincerely, "You'd better go to the supermarket rather than the market in the future. Oh no, you'd better not go alone. Get someone else to accompany you!"

Patrick crossed his arms over his chest with a confident and independent look. "There's no need, I can do it myself. As for me being scammed, I'll treat it as a donation for the poor."

Fine, it was his money after all, he had the rights to do whatever he wanted.

Amelia's heart was full of helplessness but she retained the smile on her face. She did not know whether Patrick was really dumb or was he pretending to be dumb. Anyway, no matter which one it was, what he said just now had already made her laugh.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Amelia was smiling happily and it seemed that her mood was recovering. Patrick then grasped the chance and said, "Look, I've bought all the materials back myself, shouldn't you at least show me what you got?"

Although Amelia was feeling happy, she did not keep her attitude, "Why should I? Why can't you make me a meal?"

Patrick answered frankly, "I don't know how to cook. I'm afraid that you wouldn't even dare to eat what I cooked."

Amelia squinted at him. "How would you know if you

never tried?"

Back then, Patrick had cooked noodles for her when she was asleep. When she woke up, she realized that the noodles were so slimy that even the maid advised her not to eat it. In the end, Amelia still finished the noodles.

For her, it was not noodles that she was eating, she was enjoying Patrick's love and care for her. This was something that she could remember for a lifetime.

Hearing Amelia saying that she would eat the food cooked by him, Patrick smiled and said, "Since you forced me to cook, I'll cook then but you better not regret it! Let's make it clear first. You have to eat as much as I cook. If you can't finish what I've cooked, I won't go into the kitchen again."

Amelia looked at him with amusement and said, "What if I'm able to finish what you served? Then will you be in charge of our meals whenever Huxton and Dr. Scarlett aren't around?"

Patrick frowned when he heard this. In his opinion, doing chores were much more troublesome than doing business. But since the bet was so 'big', should he accept it or not?

Seeing the sparkle in his eyes, Amelia could not help but laugh. When Patrick heard her laughter he felt as if he was punched on the chest, it left him numb and limping.

He even came up with an absurd idea that it was better that he lost so he could always cook all kinds of soup for her...

As soon as this idea came up in his mind, Patrick cursed himself for being crazy. He would never sacrifice himself to this extent for a woman. Not even Sissi could eat a proper meal cooked by him.

However, as he met Amelia's gaze, his mouth went out of control and he agreed with her bet, "Sure."