Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 977

If it were not for the occasional coincidence of picking up food from the same dish, both Amelia and Patrick could consider that the person sitting diagonally opposite was just a ball of air.

When the tip of their forks met again, Amelia withdrew hers out of habit.

In next second, she heard Patrick mutter, "You first."

Amelia shot him a glance at the last rib left in the thermal container and refused, "No, there's only one left. You can have it instead."

This meal was originally intended to please Patrick. How could she fight over food that was rightfully his?

Nevertheless, Patrick refused to eat the ribs and left them out till they turned cold.

Amelia asked curiously, "Why don't you want it now?"

Patrick lifted his eyes and stared at her. "Then why don't you have it too?"

Amelia blurted, "Because I want you to have them."

The corners of Patrick's lips curled slightly. "I don't like this. You can go ahead."

"You said you don't like them, but you ate so much just now..." After mumbled to herself, Amelia recklessly refuted, "Don't tell me you want me to have it too?"

A trace of annoyance flashed across Patrick's face. "Foolish woman, it's fine as long as you understood it yourself. You don't have to say it out loud!"

Amelia replied with a long "oh". She suppressed the little joy blooming in her heart and asked again, "Then I'll eat this, okay?"

This time it was Patrick's turn to be puzzled. "Weren't you so arrogant just now? Why did you suddenly become so cautious when we are eating?"

Amelia's eyes sparkled. She could not possibly say that this was specially made by Nora to the nourishment of his body, so it was not respectful of her to eat so much, right?

After thinking for a while, Amelia explained, "This is a 'gratitude feast' specially prepared for you, so there is no reason for the host to eat more than a guest. I'll just need to have a little, the main point is that you are full!"

"You're saying that this is my 'gratitude feast'?" Patrick glanced at the dishes in front of him and replied coldly, "This can only be called a meal, right? There's still a long way to go before you can consider this meal a feast."

Amelia choked and explained, "There's a saying that goes 'It's not the gift that counts, but the thought behind it', isn't it? Besides, I see that you can't even finish this 'gratitude meal', let alone the 'gratitude feast' you're talking about. If you can't finish it, then I'll have to throw them all away. What a waste!"

Patrick listened to her argument, as good as it sounds, it sounded like she was being stingy with him. He could not help when his expression darkened: "Just be clear on this. If I hadn't intervened yesterday, your enterprise may face a fine and be thoroughly investigated sooner or later. Don't you think that after all this, I deserve a feast instead?"

"Yes." Amelia had no choice but to agree with Patrick.

He took advantage of the situation and added, "So, when are you going to prepare me this feast of gratitude?"

Perfunctorily, Amelia replied "Throughout your whole lifetime, you're able to get it."

His whole lifetime...

Patrick suddenly smiled. "Are you saying that you're going to spend the rest of your life with me?"

Amelia was taken aback for a moment and answered him awkwardly, "I'll find a time this week to organize this banquet for you."

Upon hearing what she said, Patrick almost broke his cutleries into halves.

Insidiously, he asked, "So, you don't want to spend the rest of your life with me?"

Amelia nodded and lowered her head to avoid eye contact with him.

What was private shall remain private. Although she was indefinitely grateful to Patrick for his help, this did not ultimately mean that she was willing to spend her whole lifetime with him.

When he saw Amelia nodding, Patrick was so angry that he ruthlessly threw his cutleries on the food container!