Amelia's concern towards Florence was manifested in her sentence.
Having in mind that Patrick had not had his breakfast, Amelia knew that she only said so because she could not bear to let Patrick starve again.
Florence subconsciously said, "I'm not going anywhere, Amelia. After all, we had came here together. There's no way for us to leave you here alone. What do you say, brother?"
Nodding, Patrick subsequently said, "I'm going with Amelia."
"Huh? What did you say?" Florence glanced at him in shockingly.
Florence was not the only one who could not believe her ears. With Amelia still stunned at his words, Patrick rephrased again.
Upon confirming that she had not misheard it, Florence snickered, "You go then!"
Florence could not help feeling surprised yet glad at the thought that her brother had indeed changed a lot for Amelia.
At room 1 of the pastry class.
Amelia turned around and sought confirmation with Patrick again before she entered the room. She asked, "Are you sure that you don't want to stay with Florence?"
Puzzling, Patrick asked her back, "Why must I stay with her?" After all, Florence was no one but his sister while his wife was here with him.
Amelia replied grumpily, "Of course you have every reason to stay with Florence now. Can't you see that she had ordered food?"
At this point in time, Amelia was not sure what was on his mind. He could have stayed and had his meal yet he had chosen to follow her here. She wondered if he had gone mad or that he regarded himself as ironman who was unconquerable.
"Why didn't you stay with her if she had everything as you said?" It seemed like Patrick's jealousy was no longer restricted to men only.
Amelia was about to push the door open when she said, "Aren't you asking the obvious? Had you forgotten that I'm here to make a cake for Andrew and Ashley?"
"That's right! I'm here for the same reason as you." No matter how ridiculous he sounded, Amelia could find no reason to retort the excuse he made up.
Amelia could not help but sneer, "I never know you can bake cakes for others too."
It was not hard to tell the sarcasm in her words. Yet, Patrick had taken her words as compliment. He spoke with great self-admiration, "I don't simply bake for others. Andrew and Ashley are my exceptions. After all, they are our beloved kids."
A handful of women who were here for baking session happened to pass by. Patrick's words immediately attracted their envious stares towards Amelia.
Most probably they thought that Patrick was a model husband and father who was willing to spend time for his wife and children. Most importantly, this man was extraordinarily good looking!
Amelia could not help feeling annoyed. Under the camouflage of his glorious shiny armor, this man had successfully hid his shady true character well!
"Regardless of how much I adore Andrew and Ashley, after all they are not my kids. Please mind your words next time and don't call them as my beloved kids. Most importantly, it will lead to misunderstanding of others when you say so!"
Darkening his gaze, Patrick said, "Good, I'll pass your message to Andrew and Ashley. I believe that they are not going to adore you as their aunt after this!"
Hearing this, Amelia stared at Patrick in disbelief.
She wondered if this could be regarded as a blackmail.
"But you know this is not what I meant!"
"Judging from what you had just said, they are annoying to you, aren't they?"
Gritting, Amelia uttered furiously, "I had never found them annoying. Otherwise, why would I be here to bake for them? You're the one that truly annoy..."
Before she could finish her words, her mouth was forcefully shut by Patrick's kiss.
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