Chapter 948
Amelia''s concern towards Florence was manifested in her sentence.
Having in mind that Patrick had not had his breakfast, Amelia knew that she only said so because
she could not bear to let Patrick starve again.
Florence subconsciously said, "I''m not going anywhere, Amelia. After all, we had came here
together. There''s no way for us to leave you here alone. What do you say, brother?"
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Nodding, Patrick subsequently said, "I''m going with Amelia."
"Huh? What did you say?" Florence nced at him in shockingly.
Florence was not the only one who could not believe her ears. With Amelia still stunned at his
words, Patrick rephrased again.
Upon confirming that she had not misheard it, Florence snickered, "You go then!"
Florence could not help feeling surprised yet d at the thought that her brother had indeed
changed a lot for Amelia.
At room 1 of the pastry ss.
Amelia turned around and sought confirmation with Patrick again before she entered the room. She
asked, "Are you sure that you don''t want to stay with Florence?"
Puzzling, Patrick asked her back, "Why must I stay with her?" After all, Florence was no one but his
sister while his wife was here with him.
Amelia replied grumpily, "Of course you have every reason to stay with Florence now. Can''t you see
that she had ordered food?"
At this point in time, Amelia was not sure what was on his mind. He could have stayed and had his
meal yet he had chosen to follow her here. She wondered if he had gone mad or that he regarded
himself as ironman who was unconquerable.
"Why didn''t you stay with her if she had everything as you said?" It seemed like Patrick''s jealousy
was no longer restricted to men only.
Amelia was about to push the door open when she said, "Aren''t you asking the obvious? Had you
forgotten that I''m here to make a cake for Andrew and Ashley?"
"That''s right! I''m here for the same reason as you." No matter how ridiculous he sounded, Amelia
could find no reason to retort the excuse he made up.
Amelia could not help but sneer, "I never know you can bake cakes for others too."
It was not hard to tell the sarcasm in her words. Yet, Patrick had taken her words aspliment. He
spoke with great self-admiration, "I don''t simply bake for others. Andrew and Ashley are my
exceptions. After all, they are our beloved kids."
A handful of women who were here for baking session happened to pass by. Patrick''s words
immediately attracted their envious stares towards Amelia.
Most probably they thought that Patrick was a model husband and father who was willing to spend
time for his wife and children. Most importantly, this man was extraordinarily good looking!
Amelia could not help feeling annoyed. Under the camouge of his glorious shiny armor, this man
had sessfully hid his shady true character well!
"Regardless of how much I adore Andrew and Ashley, after all they are not my kids. Please mind
your words next time and don''t call them as my beloved kids. Most importantly, it will lead to
misunderstanding of others when you say so!"
Darkening his gaze, Patrick said, "Good, I''ll pass your message to Andrew and Ashley. I believe that
they are not going to adore you as their aunt after this!"
Hearing this, Amelia stared at Patrick in disbelief.
She wondered if this could be regarded as a ckmail.
"But you know this is not what I meant!"
"Judging from what you had just said, they are annoying to you, aren''t they?"
Gritting, Amelia uttered furiously, "I had never found them annoying. Otherwise, why would I be here
to bake for them? You''re the one that truly annoy..."
Before she could finish her words, her mouth was forcefully shut by Patrick''s kiss.
It was not enough to just kiss her on the lips. By chances, Patrick''s tongue had invaded into her
mouth intrusively before she could even block him off. His kiss was overbearing with his tongue
trespassing her territory willfully. Her tongue was forced to intertwine with his in such a confined
space.
If it was possible, Amelia would have kill Patrick right away with her murderously furious stare!
But Patrick did not seem to bother at all.
Instead, he recklessly pinned her body onto the door behind him. When she reached out to shove
him, Patrick took the chance to hold those hands!
She struggled to tilt dodge her head away from his attack but to no avail.
"Oh my! Why are you..."
Losing track of time, Amelia began to feel suffocated with his intrusive make-out. It was only then
she heard a voice full of surprise lingering in the air.
Hearing themotion, Patrick forcefully bit her lips for onest time before he let go of her
unwillingly.
Noticing that she was fighting off the flush on her face hard, he pressed her head against his chest
protectively so that no one could see her tempting look.
As for him, he was now ncing at the unweed intruder irritably. Squinting, he said, "So it''s
you, David."
David immediately sensed the hidden danger creeping on him. He exined in a hurry, "Um... I had
waited for you in the ssroom for some time. It was only then I came out thinking you might not be
familiar with the direction here. Um... I didn''t expect that both of you were up to something."
He then took a quick nce at the woman in Patrick''s arms. David could totally picture the
embarrassment suffered by Amelia even if he had not seen her face. He could no help saying, "It''d
be better if Mr. Hopper can hold your horses especially during a public asion."
Patrick smiled crookedly as he muttered, "How can you be sure that I''m the one who is being
impatient now?"
His hand slowly reached to Amelia''s waist-length hair at the back as he spoke. He began to caress
it intimately.
Amelia had never undergone any chemical treatment on her hair before. Her hair was naturally silky
smooth as a result of well taken care of. Hence, it was a pleasure to caress her hair.
With his gaze turning seductive, it was as if Patrick was touching her bare back rather than a sprig
of hair. As a man, David could not help feeling distracted by this scene.
"Enough!" Coming back to her senses, Amelia shoved Patrick away furiously.
At this moment, the heat on her cheek had already fadedpletely. Instead, she looked disgusted
and distant!
Disgusted?
Patrick could feel anger overwhelming his chest.
This was not the only reason that got his infuriated! It was the fact that Amelia had receded to
David''s side that had triggered him even more.
It did not matter whether Amelia had meant anything from her action. Right this moment, he only
thought that Amelia had done it on purpose!
Amelia could tell that her make-up was smeared even without looking at the mirror. Receiving the
stare from David, she hurriedly said, "David, if you can excuse me, I would like to go to washroom
now."
Nodding, David replied, "No problem. Do you know the direction to the washroom, Ms. Amelia?"
It was hard to ignore Patrick''s murderous stare as if he would have eaten up her alive. Panicking,
Amelia blurted out, "I know! I''ve been to the washroom thest time when I was here!"
With that said, she turned around and flee off the scene towards one particr direction.
As soon as Amelia left, Patrick immediately put up a stuck-up face.
He turned to look at David and asked uncourteously, "It seems like you''re quite close to my wife,
aren''t you?"
David was in still in the midst of worry that Amelia might have gotten her direction wrong. Hence, his
gaze followed closely after Amelia''s back. Upon hearing Patrick''s question, David answered
absentmindedly, "Yeah, we''re pretty close!''