Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 958

Every inch of her body went numb. However, she dared not to make any slightest movement that might lead to an unwanted accident.

As for David, he had already looked away tactfully.

At six o'clock in the evening.

With David bidding farewell to them, Patrick and Amelia left the shop with the cake that they had made together.

Finally, they could call it a day!

Taking a glance at the cake that Patrick was carrying with his left hand, Amelia could not help feeling relieved.

One must not overlook the fact that it was extremely dangerous for her to have Patrick hugging her from the back. She had not lowered down her guard since then.

Also, she was forced to stay focused on decorating the cake. This was no doubt a challenging task as she was required to keep an eye on both side.

Consequently, Patrick had taken all the chances to touch her waist and grab her ass whenever she was distracted. Only Patrick himself knew how much fun he had in between.

The kitchen countertop had blocked David's sight from seeing what Patrick was doing all this while. Even if David ever saw anything, he would say no word of it. After all, Patrick's actions seemed totally justifiable as long as Amelia was Patrick's wife.

At this moment, Patrick turned around and looked at Amelia who was standing still on the ground. He asked concerningly, "Why aren't you walking? Are you feeling tired?"

Collecting herself from her thought, Amelia replied, "Yea. I've been walking all day. I can feel the soreness in my legs."

Patrick nodded in understanding. He had to admit that they had walking all day long. He felt the same way too although he was someone who constantly went for gym training.

He suggested, "My car is parked at somewhere near the mall. We shall call a taxi there to get the car."

Nodding, Amelia agreed to his proposal.

After taking a taxi to the mall where they first arrived, they both got into Patrick's Lamborghini and headed towards Owen's house.

Night was already falling before anyone could notice Upon arriving at Owen's house, Amelia subconsciously glanced at the time shown in the car only to realize that it was already seven o'clock.

At this realization, she could not help frowning.

Realizing what was Amelia looking at, Patrick said to her, "Owen and his family usually have their dinner after half past seven. We're here in the right time. You don't have to worry that we're late."

Amelia subconsciously looked at Patrick. She wondered how could he read her mind. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Taking one final glance at her, Patrick said faintly, "Get down from the car and wait for me at the trunk."

"But the present for Owen and cake are with me here." Amelia lifted the cake and present it on her lap in a gesture of showing them to Patrick.

Patrick explained, "That's not what I'm talking about. I'm referring to the meat that we had brought back from the barbeque restaurant. I had kept them in the trunk. Since they have not had their dinner still, we can give them to Nora. Otherwise, I'm afraid that they are going to spoil."

Amelia was surprised by his words. She asked, "Really? Since when had you started concerning as to if food will spoil?" Patrick replied straightforwardly, "Of course I do! Spoilt food is going to leave a foul odor in the trunk."

Amelia did not know what to reply him. For one moment, she had brought herself to believe that Patrick had changed into someone who was afraid of wastage. It turned out that all he had his mind was his precious car!

Having carried everything, Patrick stood forward to ring the doorbell while Amelia stood behind him. Looking forward to the gathering, Amelia felt anxious too as she wondered if Owen and the kids would like the presents that she got them.

"Hopefully they are going to like the presents."

Amelia thought to herself.

With a click, the door cracked open.

It was Nora who welcomed them at the door.

"Nora." Patrick sounded calm when he greeted Nora.

"Nora!" In contrast, there was a trace of excitement in Amelia's voice when she greeted her.

"Patrick and Amelia are here." Beaming, Nora led them inside the house as if she had already expected their arrival.

Stunning, Amelia asked, "Nora, you don't seem like you are surprised by my presence, do you?"

Nora looked at her and said smilingly, "Florence told me that the two of you are coming tonight when she arrived."

"Florence? Isn't she home?" Amelia exclaimed in surprise.

She turned around and glanced at Patrick as she spoke.

Meeting her perplexed gaze, Patrick explained, "I might not be clear enough just now. Florence was going to return to Owen's house and not her own apartment."

"Oh." Amelia was not going to be fussy over such trivial matter. It was Florence's whereabouts that begged her curiosity.

Upon seeing that Amelia was carrying things on both hands that she could not empty her hand to take off her shoes, Nora hurriedly said, "Amelia, what are you carrying? They seem bulky. Why not I carry them for you first, what do you think?"

Pausing, Nora turned around and scolded Patrick with her gentle voice, "What have you been doing all this while, Patrick? Don't you know you shouldn't let your wife carry everything?"

Patrick said no words. He wondered if Nora had not seen that he was too carrying a huge bag of meat in his hand.

One might even mistake Amelia as the family member by blood of Owen and his family judging from Nora's words.

Although Amelia agreed with Nora that Patrick could be very inconsiderate sometimes, however, this was not the truth this time. She felt a need to explain to Nora, "Don't blame him, Nora. I requested to carry these two things on my own."

Hearing this, Nora could not help teasing, "Ah I see. After all, I've just scolded him and you already can't wait to defend him. Fine! Assume that my concern is unnecessary."

Amelia pouted. All in a sudden, she could not think of any words to retort.

Not only had Nora made fun of her, even Patrick had added shamelessly, "Nora, it turns out that Owen is not the only one who gets pampered."

Nora agreed with Patrick, "True! Now Patrick too had married a wife who knows how to pamper you!"

"Nora!" Amelia could no longer remain in silence. She had no other choice but to shift the topic of conversation, "I made this cake myself for Andrew and Ashley!"

"Oh my!" Feeling surprised, Nora took over the cake. Stunning, it took Nora some time before she asked, "Amelia, is today any day special? It's neither Children's Day nor their birthday..."

Shaking her head gently, Amelia replied, "You've been thinking too much, Nora. There's nothing special for today. I simply want to bake a cake for Andrew and Ashley. You can understand this as a snack that I prepared forthem!"

"A snack?" Nora looked at Amelia in disbelief, "If this is a snack, then it is indeed a precious one for the kids. You've been very thoughtful, Amelia."

"Not a big deal!" Beaming, Amelia finally managed to bend down and remove her shoes with one hand.

Nora looked at the cake and thought for a moment. Her voice filled with excitement as she said, "I'm going to bring this cake to the kitchen and hide it well. Later, I'll bring it to the dining table during dinner so that it can be a surprise for the kids. What do you say, Amelia?"

"Sure." Amelia had no reason to object to this suggestion.

Patrick took the chance to hand over the bag that he was carrying to Nora, "Nora, could you please take this to the kitchen, too?"

Taking over the bag from him, Nora could tell that there were four containers in it which she had no clue what had been stored inside. Hence, she asked, "Patrick, what's inside the containers?"