Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 947

"Oh, by the way, who are they?"

After greeting Amelia, the young and handspastry chef finally turned his eyes to the man and woman

behind her.

Amelia immediately introduced them, "David, this is my husband, and this is his sister. They are from the Hopper

Family." When David heard that Amelia was married, he was stunned for a while. He then cback to his

senses, "Nice to meet you." The siblings of the Hopper Family hummed in sync as they replied, and the

condescending look in their eyes was exactly the same. After a pause, Amelia turned to the siblings and said,

"This is David. He's the cake chef here. He's very skilful!"

Back when it was Patrick's birthday last year, Amelia learned to make cakes here, and David was the master who

had guided her.

At that time, Amelia took only a day to prove that she was a good student. This made David to have praised her

continuously. Her specially fresh appearance and temperament also left a deep impression on David.

However, David's handsappearance was not pleasing to the eyes of the siblings of the Hopper Family. It

made them feel disgusted instead.

Florence had always been straightforward. "A foreign name..."

Although Florence was very beautiful, her manners and tone made David quickly consider her as a "savage" and

"unkind" woman. What he said next immediately stopped Florence from being impolite. "Miss. Hopper, | don't

know what got you wrong with the n'David'. My grandmother is a foreigner, and she gavethis name."

Florence was stunned. When she cto her senses, she said dryly, "Oh, so that's how it is..."

Amelia tried to help her out, "David, your face features are not similar as that of locals. It's really hard to know if

we don't look carefully."

David looked at Amelia and said with a smile, "I understand."

It was true that David's foreign bloodline made him have brooding eyes.

He would look at someone as if he was looking at the love of his life. But Amelia had no interest in handsome

guys, so his smile meant nothing to her.

"David." Patrick, who had been silent for a long time, took advantage of his height of 1.8 meters and said

superiorly, "Maybe my wife didn't make it clear just now. We chere to make the children a chocolate cake."

"Children?" David muttered. He looked at Amelia with surprise in his eyes and said, "Ms. Ramsay, | didn't expect

you to already have children at such a young age!"

The corners of Amelia's mouth twitched. "No! We..."

Patrick interrupted her sharply, "Excuse me! Can we start now? I'm afraid our children can hardly bear to wait at

home."

"Anytime." David nodded to Patrick and then said to Amelia, "Ms. Ramsay, lettransfer my students first, and

then I'll focus on teaching you, err, the three of you." "Thank you, David." Amelia replied in agreement.

But from the bottom of her heart, she did not have expectations for the siblings.

Forthem who were spoiled, what could they not acquire simply with money?

What was the point of exhausting themselves and wasting their precious time?

After David turned around and left, Amelia turned to look at Patrick and said unhappily, "Patrick, whether or not

you did it on purpose, | hope you don't say

such confusing words again in the future."

Obviously, David had misunderstood her as the mother of the two children!

If it was in the past, she thought that she would be happy to accept this setting. But for the tbeing, she did

not want to live in such a beautiful dream that would be broken easily!

Patrick was even more displeased than Amelia after being warned by her.

According to Patrick's character, he had shown enough respect when he talked to David so kindly just a moment

ago!

He sneered and said, "What do you expectto do? Act like a coward and not saying anything after seeing my

wife flirting with another man?"

"You!" Though Amelia was angry, she did not go to the extreme, considering Florence's presence.

"Please mind your words! As long as | am your wife, | will do my job. You don't have to worry!"

With a sneer, Patrick wrapped his arm around Amelia's soft waist and pulled her into his arms. He growled in a

low voice, "Do you think I'll believe such nonsense? Who was the one that didn't cback for the night

yesterday? How dare you still say that you've done your job?" "Patrick, | think you should take stto fix

your brain! Those were not my true words! I'm just acting in front of Florence because | don't want to make her

worry! It's just a lie! In fact, even if | really flirted with David, it's none of your business! My housemate!"

"How dare you!" Patrick's eyes turned ruthless as his arms tightened.

Amelia felt so much pain that she hissed.

"Patrick, Amelia!"

Florence at the side could not bear to watch any longer, "I know you have always been unable to control

yourselves, but please care about my feelings. I'm still single! Can you show your affection only after you go

home? Don't forget that we are here to make cakes!"

Luckily Patrick brought Amelia into his arms before confronting her. Otherwise, they would not be able to hide

the secret between them.

Amelia pinched Patrick's arm to get him to let go of her!

Patrick reluctantly let go of her thin waist that he would never get enough of holding. He said to Florence

expressionlessly, "You've minded too much!"

Florence snorted and said, "You were being too open! If I didn't remind you, you would have kissed

Amelia!"

While the siblings bickered, Amelia quickly tidied up her messy clothes.

During this period, she was grateful to Florence. If it were not for her, Patrick would have probably dragged her

away directly!

After Amelia got back to usual, she refused to look at Patrick who had embarrassed her in public. She asked

Florence, "Florence, I'm going for the cake baking lesson. What about you? Do you want to cwith me?"

Florence frowned in distress. She did not hide her effemination at all. "Amelia, I've walked for such a long way.

My feet are sore now."

Amelia comprehended, "There are chairs provided for the students. We don't need to stand while making cakes."

Florence bent down to massage her aching calves with her hands. Her small face wrinkled, "But, | have to

massage my leg with my hands."

Amelia completely understood, "Well, since you are so tired, you'd better take your tand rest. They have

almost everything here in the store. You can have drinks, desserts, or let Patrick to bring you for lunch. It's late

now. Don't starve yourself."

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