Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 97

Standing on the step which was one step higher than Amelia, Patrick suddenly leaned down and smelled her neck.

Amelia resisted the urge to avoid him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Patrick raised his head and stared at her clear eyes, saying, "Haven't you drunk today?"

Walking through the living room, Amelia said, "I'm not in a bad mood every day."

Patrick followed her up. His lazy voice was full of tiredness, which seemed to be peevish. He said, "Mrs. Hopper, have you had dinner yet? May I take you to a candlelight dinner?"

Amelia thought that Patrick was strange and asked, "You don't blame me for hurting Mom?"

Patrick glared at her reproachfully and said, "Mrs. Hopper, can you stop making me angry?"

Since Patrick gave in, she did not have to make them a mess, so she said, "Mr. Hopper, I've already dined before I came back, so..."

Patrick's eyes flickered with anger and he said, "So, you're not going for the candlelight dinner with me, huh?"

Since Amelia had to ask Patrick for help, she would do her best to please him, so she smiled and said with her thin lips curving into a crescent- shaped shape, "Shall we dine at home? Let me cook for you.

What would you like?"

Patrick almost got drowned in her tenderness and sweetness as he could read her intention to make him happy, which greatly met with a man's vanity, so he asked, "Can you make Japanese sushi?"

Amelia was in a bit of a dilemma as a lot of ingredients are needed for sushi. She regretted not agreeing with him to dine out.

"You can't make it?" Patrick asked again.

Amelia nodded and said, "No, I can! Mr. Hopper, please wait for a moment. I'll do it right away."

She agreed on all his requests, which made Patrick uncomfortable. He asked, "Mrs. Hopper, have you made any trouble that needs me to sort it out for you?"

Amelia, who was searching for ingredients in the refrigerator, paused. She pretended as if nothing had happened and winked at Patrick, saying, "Mr. Hopper, I just want to be nice to you. Are you a masochist and would like to be abused?"

Patrick was speechless.

Although she promised verbally to make sushi, what was brought to the table was incompact rice balls.

On such a huge difference, Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this what Mrs. Hopper could make?"

Amelia said considerately, "I remember you're having a potential Japanese partner named Mr. Natsume, right? Then just enjoy the Japanese cuisine and wish you success in the partnership."

Patrick knocked on Amelia's head with a spoon, joking, "Wow, Mrs. Hopper, you're really a qualified sales woman."

Amelia remained the smile and said, "Enjoy the sushi and let me prepare the miso soup and the grilled eel over rice for you."

After that, she walked into the kitchen. With the salmon sushi on hand and the smell of the grilled eel, his heart was warmed.

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With one hand supporting his chin, Patrick finished all the sushi. Amelia felt happy and asked, "How is it?"