Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 950

Seeing that the two of them had gotten along harmoniously after turning their back against each other for some time at the beginning, David could not help feeling relieved.

Patrick had such a culprit look that David would assume that it was Amelia who was going to lose her advantage had they entered an argument.

But it was also this delicate woman who was pointing her fingers and ordering Patrick to do as he was told at this moment.

Patrick, on the other hand, who had a distantly cold look from, was following every instruction of hers obediently without grumbling.

Seeing that the eggs were almost well beaten, Amelia hurriedly stopped him, Stop it now! You're going to overbeat them once they become foam!'

After all, a man's strength was incomparable with a woman's one. Had she needed approximately ten minutes to get the job done, then Patrick would only need a fraction of her time to get the same job done.

She had to admit that the job he had done was even better than the one she did when she was here last time!

At a closer inspection, David commented, "Hmn, the eggs were well beaten. Well, it doesn't seem to me that you're a first-timer.'¹

Amelia could not stand the victorious look of Patrick. She then asked David, "Don't you think that it's all because of me? That I had been a good teacher to him?"

Falling into a dilemma, David had chosen to play safe by saying, "Well. I would say both of you are talented."

Upon seeing the interaction between Amelia and David, Patrick felt that there was a need for him to do something to distract her attention. He could not help but said, "Mrs. Hopper, aren't you here to bake for Andrew and Ashley? Do you think that it's appropriate for you to do nothing now?"

Amelia had played a deaf ear on how he had addressed her as "Mrs. Hopper". She said, "My time was delayed because of teaching you, newbie! I appreciate your kind reminder though. After this, I'll let David handle you while I can proceed with my work. We can all carry out our works respectively."

Had Patrick known that this would have led to a situation like this, he swore to himself that he would not have opened his mouth at the very first place.

Amelia had already came to David without hesitation. She began to discuss the detail of the

cake with David. Meanwhile, Patrick was left alone at the kitchen countertop with his egg beater and mixing bowl.

"By the way..."Turning around, Amelia threw a question at Patrick all in a sudden, "I'm not sure if I have mistaken it or not. Can I confirm with you that are both Andrew and Ashley belonged to the zodiac of Aries?"

"Yes!" Delighted that Amelia had finally involved him into the conversation, Patrick nodded vigorously.

"Well..." With her eyes flickering, Amelia brought herself to make additional request from David, "Can you teach me how to make two little tiger figures with chocolate? I would like to decorate them on the cake."

David said, "This will not be a problem. We have the molds for twelve zodiacs here. Later we can use the mold of Aries to shape the chocolate that we are going to melt."

Amelia's eyes sparkled in excitement as she exclaimed, "That sounds great! Oh yeah, I would also like to..."

She made another few more requests which David had promised to help her out with every of those. It was then Amelia began to beam.

Patrick had an impulse to throw the egg beater that he was holding at David who was in the middle of staring at Amelia.

Patrick could not accept the fact that he had been left out from their squad. He began to yell in hope of getting their attention, "Hey! I said I had already done beaten the eggs. What should I do next?"

Amelia turned around to take a quick glance at him before she replied, "You should shut your mouth up next."

Patrick was made speechless.

Even so, David was forced to assign the task of baking to Patrick and Amelia after receiving the murderous look from Patrick.

Citing David's words, Amelia had a duty to guide Patrick since she was more experienced than him.

Soon, both of them were stuck together again.

Relying on the fact that she was more experienced than Patrick, she began to speak to him as if she was his senior.

"Patrick, I told you to just add one third of a tablespoon of caster sugar. Why did you add this much of sugar in it? Are you hoping that Andrew and Ashley will get diabetes at this age?"

Patrick struggled to extend his patience limit.