Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 949

Followed by his gaze darkened, it was as if the temperature of surrounding had instantly dropped to the negative value!

As soon as David realized something was off with Patrick, he responded quickly by added, "Ms. Amelia is my client. Of course I have to know her for business purpose."

Patrick tried to obtain more information from him.

He asked, "Have you been teaching her to bake before?"

David was left with no choice but to admit, "Yes. I have."

Patrick continued to ask, "When was that? What had she baked? Do you know who did she bake for?"

David could not process with a row of questions at one time. He said apologetically, "There are a handful of questions that you had just asked. Which one do you want me to answer first, Mr. Hopper?"

Patrick replied sternly, "Answer whichever question that you think you have an answer to."

"Well, please give me some time to recall the memory." With his index finger tapping on his forehead, David said, "Ms. Amelia was here to learn to bake a birthday cake. It was fate that had brought us together as my boss had arranged me to coach her. As for when was the exact date that she had came, I will need to check with the record on computer.

Besides, I'm not sure who she baked for. She only told me that it was meant for a surprise but she won't disclose to me any more details."

Patrick was stunned all in a sudden.

Neither did Patrick continue to bombard David with questions nor did he request him to check the actual date when she came for the birthday cake. Patrick had already gotten the answer himself.

Upon returning from the washroom, there was already no one left at the door. She assumed that boredom had already gotten Patrick, hence he had left early.

After all, it was not new for him to stand her up.

Amelia thought that his absence would be a relief for her for what she was going to do next.

With this thought in mind, Amelia reached out to push the door open.

As soon as she took a glimpse of the room, there was a drastic change in expression on her initially calm face.

All she could see was that Patrick had already taken off his blazer. The sleeves of his white shirt had been rolled up to his elbows and that he was wearing an apron around him which had a different color as compared to David's. Standing in front of the kitchen countertop, Patrick was listening attentively to what David was speaking.

Amelia could not help feeling astonished at the harmonious atmosphere between the two men.

She had never expected that Patrick could get along in peace with her rumored boyfriend, not to mention that Patrick had accused her of flirting with the other man on previous occasion.

She could not tell whether Patrick was too concentrated with what was on his hand or that he had ignored heron purpose. Upon entering the room, it was only David who gave her a light nod smilingly in acknowledgement of her presence.

Realizing that David was distracted, Patrick asked frowningly, "Tell me how to beat the eggs."

Patrick's tone was conclusive. It was supposed to be irritating for anyone who heard him. However, due to his gracefulness and temperament as if he was born a leader, one could not help feeling that his orders were wholly justified.

Just as David was about to explain to Patrick regarding the key points of beating an egg, he caught Amelia putting on her apron from the corner of his eyes.

He thought it would be a great idea if he could bring the spouses together. Hence, David spoke, "I've taught Ms. Amelia the technique before. Why not let her guide you?"

"But she is not even here!" With that said, Patrick glanced up just to see that Amelia had already put on an apron just like him, even if he had not realized her entrance at all.

Judging from her furrowing brows, Patrick could tell that she was pondering whether to come forward. Speaking in his irresistibly low voice, Patrick ordered, "Come here."