Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 994

After sitting down in front of the dining table, Amelia intentionally praised the dishes that have been served. "Wow, the cutting on this fish sure looks good, it's almost the same as how the fishmongers cut their fish in the market."

Patrick's face remained placid but a sense of great achievement arose from the bottom of his heart.

He really did not expect that he would find a sense of accomplishment through something insignificant such as cooking.

After Amelia finished speaking, she peeked a glance at Patrick.

Then she found that the corners of his eyes and the tips of his brows were much softer than before.

Amelia knew that she had done the right thing, so she looked around at the dishes on the table and praised them if Patrick had help in preparing them.

Although Patrick was flattered yet he said, "Stop talking when eating."

"Sure!" Amelia replied with a smile and did not argue with him.

After the meal, Amelia was about to clean up the table when Patrick said in a deep voice, "Let me do

it."

Amelia stopped and blurted out, "Can you?"

As soon as she finished asking, Amelia immediately knew that something was wrong.

When she was about to say something to make up for it, she saw Patrick lifting his lips and said, "Yes I can. It's just that I don't usually do these kinds of work."

"Then why are you doing it now?" This was not in line with his style at all.

"Because I wanted to." Patrick looked at her and gave her his answer.

Amelia's pupils contracted. "You wanted to do so?"

"One would only do something willingly if they wanted to, isn't it?"

Patrick's words passed through Amelia's heart like a warm current.

But then she remembered Sissi and her body could not help but stiffen. She then thought, "Amelia, don't be too sentimental and thinks that he likes you! The person he loves is Sissi!"

If love was a game, Patrick could afford to be playing with it but she could not!

She lowered her eyelids and covered up her worries. She then said calmly, "Then I'll leave these to you. I'll call someone to fix the refrigerator."

Without waiting for Patrick's reply, she walked past him and left.

Looking at her back, Patrick frowned again. Why didn't she give him some time to respond?

After finishing the call with a business card in her hand, Amelia turned back and looked at the back of the man in the kitchen, she was hesitating whether to come forward to help him or not.

As if responding to her thoughts, she heard a "clang" sound. It turned out that a plate had fallen off from Patrick's palm and smashed onto the sturdy marble tile...

Amelia sighed, this man was good at dealing with important matters. But when it came to such small matters, he was way worse than Amelia!

Amelia walked over and stood three steps behind him, she then said, "Patrick, stand still. The broken pieces are all over your feet."

Hearing Amelia's voice, Patrick tilted his head and said to her, "I'm wearing shoes."

"Well, that's not gonna help." Amelia looked around and found the trash can next to her. She immediately took out a pair of rubber gloves from the drawer and put them on. Then she squatted down with the trash can in one hand and she started picking up the broken pieces of the plate with the other hand.

Patrick listened to the movements near him. When he could not help but to move a little, Amelia would pat his leg and say, "Stay still!"

Patrick had no choice but to stand there.

After putting the last piece of debris into the trash can, Amelia got up and took a rag to wipe the surrounding. While cleaning the debris, she said to Patrick, "It seems that you still have lots to learn in the kitchen."

Patrick then asked compliantly, "Are you willing to teach me?"