Chapter 951
Taking a nce at her watch, Amelia realized that it was almost two o''clock in the afternoon. She
was surprised that Patrick had made it so far without eating at all.
Having in mind the help that he had offered all this while, Amelia said to David, "I think I would need
a break. David, do you mind taking care of the cake while we''re away?"
David turned around and replied, "Absolutely no problem! Oh yeah, both of you had not had your
lunch yet, right?"
"Yeah, I''m feeling a little hungry. Do you mind excusing me for a while?" Amelia asked again.
David said approvingly without hesitation, "Go ahead! You''ll need to eat before you can continue to
work!"
Upon reaching a mutual agreement with David, Amelia turned and nced at Patrick. Unlike the
friendly way she talked to David, she sounded distantly cold as she spoke to Patrick, "How about
you?"
Patrick gave the same answer like before, "I''ll be with you."
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"I''ll be with you."
Amelia could feel her heart missing a beat as she chewed at his words. Despite his expression
serious, his words were capable to strike her like a lightning all the time.
She could not help sighing.
She could only me herself for being such a softhearted person!
Amelia clenched her fist forcefully so that her nails could sink deep inside her palm.
Perhaps only pain could make her stay afloat from drowning.
With David''s gaze followed closely behind them, Amelia and Patrick had both left the ssroom.
On the way, upon thinking of Florence, Amelia turned to speak to Patrick, "We''ve been spending
hours for baking. Won''t Florence get bored of waiting for us?"
As a brother, Patrick certainly knew his own sister better than Amelia. He said, "Don''t worry. She''s
not an idiot to simply sit and wait for us for two hours."
Startling, Amelia asked, "So, do you mean that she had already gone home?"
"No." Patrick exined to her, "She texted me awhile ago. She told me that it was too boring to stay
in the shop alone. Hence, she had gone out shopping."
With her eyes widened in disbelief, Amelia said doubtfully, "That''s impossible! Wasn''t she the one
who told that she had been tired of walking?"
Sneering, Patrick fired the question back sharply at Amelia, "You''re a woman too. Don''t you know
that women will never get tired of shopping? Do you honestly think that Florence will care about her
feet when ites to shopping? She can walk on her hands."
After some time of momentary silence, Amelia asked, "By the way, weren''t you driving today? Why
are we travelling by feet all this while?"
"Only then do I get to extend the time spending together with you." Patrick did not speak his mind
out loud.
Instead, his answer to Amelia waspletely something different from the truth. He said, "To be
honest, Florence is spoilt after all. I think that it''s time to train her."
Catching a glimpse of Patrick''s serious expression, Amelia could not help feeling convinced of his
words. She nodded, "I see... Where are we going for lunch?"
"Can''t you look for it on the Google map?" Turning to look at her, Patrick''s gaze was filled with
intense hunger and craving for food. He added, "Remember,
I only want to have meat!"
At D.M barbeque restaurant.
Stopping at the entrance of the restaurant, Amelia took a nce at Patrick. All she could see was
him frowning as if he was not satisfied with the venue she had picked for their lunch. She waved her
phone at him and said, "The map shows that this is the most famous barbeque shop in this area
which is also the nearest one to us. Do you want to try it?"
The jawline of Patrick tensed up a little. The truth was he would prefer western for lunch. He had not
expected that Amelia would bring him to a barbeque restaurant that was stuffy and stinky.
Meeting her gaze that was filled with eagerness, he had to make his point clear, "Can''t we change
to any other star-rated restaurants? This ce seems stuffy and stinky to me!"
Amelia could not understand how did Patrick reach his conclusion that the environment of a
barbeque restaurant was terrible as he described. She tried to convince him, "Most of the
restaurants now can afford air-conditioners and kitchen hoods.
Besides, you''re the one who asks for meat for your lunch! Beer will help to make you feel better if
you think it''s stuffy in there. I can drive you backter."
Patrick was made speechless by her words. It was not that he despised of the idea of eating meat
in a barbeque restaurant. It was the atmosphere of the restaurant that hindered him!
What he had pictured for lunch was that both of them could sit in opposite of each other on a long
table sprinkled with rose petals. He was hoping for a violinist or pianist that could y for them
while they were eating. It would be best if they could have a band ying songs forthem.
He would have ordered her something exquisite that was neither scorching hot nor harmful for
health. That would be a perfect lunch date with her.
Having this in mind, Patrick grabbed her phone and began to do the searching.
He needed not to look for a restaurant on his own for most of the time as his secretary would make
a table booking for him or that he would only need to attend for meals upon invitation of others.
It took him a significantly long period of time before he showed the phone to Amelia. Pointing at the
pinned location shown in the screen, he said coolly, "We are going there for lunch!"
Amelia took a closer look at the map on the screen. Upon studying the route to the pinned location,
she shook her head determinedly, "No! We''re not going there!"
"Why?" Patrick asked in confusion.
"Here." Amelia first pointed at the ground that she was standing on.
"To there!" Again she pointed at the pinned location on her phone screen and continued, "It will take
us at least two hours by car! It''s already two o''clock now. I can''t tell whether we''re having lunch or
dinner by the time we reach there."
Startling, Patrick''s stomach churned in objection of his idea.
"Give me back my phone!" Amelia snatched her phone back from him before she kept it back into
her pocket. She could not help teasing, "You''re already starving. Are you sure that you still want to
be fussy?"
With that said, she turned around and entered the barbeque restaurant.
"Can''t you at least consider other ces?" Holding her wrist, Patrick did not feel likepromising.
In fact, he wanted to show Amelia that he could be a gentleman.
Amelia shoved his hand away in confusion. She then said, "I don''t want to go around trying my luck.
If you really want to go, you can go on your own. Bye!"
There was no way possible that Patrick would have let her leave him alone.
Grabbing her arm in annoyance, he held it under his arm and said, "Whatever! Barbeque restaurant
then! I can''t wait to see you getting choked by the greasy meat!''
Despite showing great despise of the barbeque restaurant at the entrance, Patrick had feasted
himself as soon as the dishes were served.
Upon seeing that Patrick had managed the barbeque pit on his own without a problem, she was
d that she could leave him to feed himself while she could gulp on the ss of water without
being disturbed.
Right at this time, she felt her phone buzzing underneath her pocket. She hurriedly reached out to
her pocket.
Meanwhile, Patrick paused his movement of flipping the meat on the barbeque pit unnoticeably.
However, he shrugged it off as if it was nothing to him.
On the other side, Amelia had already reached out to her phone. It was Kaiden who had sent her a
text message.
She subconsciously nced at Patrick. Unbothered, he seemed to have vested all his attention on
barbequing the beef cutlets. Hence, she opened the text message in relief and began to read out
the content in silence.
"When do you want toe and collect your car, woman? Don''t you know that it''s upying my
parking lot?!"
The corner of Amelia''s mouth twitched. She began tapping on her phone.
Send me the exact location of y??? garage. I''ll pick it up when I''m free."