Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1030

As soon as Amelia arrived, Patrick reached out and pressed the green button, and the lid of the pot automatically bounced open, revealing the rice inside.

Amelia glanced at her seat and found that her plate and cutlery were the same as Patrick's. Then, she started feeling a little confused.

Was it her illusion? She felt that Patrick had become more forbearing recently.

Even after the quarrel, he could still walk into the kitchen and cooked for her.

As soon as the idea crossed Amelia's mind, she shook her head secretly.

It was obviously not scientific to draw such a conclusion so soon!

Because this was only Patrick's third day in the kitchen. It was hard to say whether it would last for a long time!

However, if he could change his habit of teasing her whenever he liked, she would be happier.

After sitting down, Amelia did not expect Patrick to cook a very delicious meal because of his level of cooking.

After picking up a chicken wing that looked quite tasty, Amelia started to eat silently.

She did not say "thank you" to Patrick.

She had cooked countless meals for Patrick in the past year. If there was a need for "thank you" for each time, then he would at least owe her a truck of it.

Chewing the chicken in her mouth, Amelia found that the meat was overcooked and very salty.

After some thoughts, she stretched out her arm and spooned the rice from the rice cooker. In a short while, she filled up her plate.

Then, she ate the chicken wings with rice to decrease the saltiness of the chicken wings.

Patrick saw that she enjoyed it very much, so he could not help but feel a little proud. But he also felt depressed.

In the past two days, as long as he participated in cooking, she would praise him. But this time, the dinner was cooked all by himself, and she did not even say a word, which made his sense of accomplishment be greatly reduced.

He entered the kitchen because of Amelia, not because he liked to stay in the kitchen.

Therefore, if he did not get her praise, it would be nothing to him, no matter how good the dishes

were.

Patrick thought angrily and deliberately took one of the chicken wings from Amelia's plate. Since she did not praise him, he needed not to share it with her!

The moment the chicken wings entered his mouth, Patrick suddenly understood why Amelia was not praising him.

It turned out that it was not because she deliberately ignored his hard work, but the dishes could really destroy the taste.

Patrick even felt that Amelia did not spit it out at the first bite was already the best compliment for him.

"Don't eat it anymore." After throwing up the chicken that had a bitter taste, he said to Amelia, who was lowering her head eating the chicken wing with rice.

His voice sounded a little stuffy.

This stuffiness was not because he was angry with her, but more to his terrible cooking skills that had caused a sense of defeat to him.

Amelia could tell from it.

After swallowing the food in her mouth, she raised her head and asked, "Why not?"

"You know the reason!" The defeat made Patrick a little impatient.

Amelia answered for him, "You stop me from eating

because the chicken wings were awful, right?"

Patrick's lips curled into a thin line. He could not be bothered to answer her question.

Amelia asked, "How can you be sure that the other dishes you cook will be delicious?"

The corners of Patrick's lips curled up slightly. However, a comment from Amelia made him feel bad again. "At least the rice is cooked."

The rice was cooked...

Wasn't that the most basic thing!

What was more, it was not his achievements. It was all due to the rice cooker!

Patrick held his forehead and said to Amelia with no an expressionless face, "I'm full."

After that, he kicked away the chair under his butt, turned around, and was about to leave.

The moment he turned around, Amelia had eaten the last piece of rice in the plate and said vaguely, "Well, I am full too."

Patrick's heart skipped a beat. He resisted the urge to turn his head around to see how much food was left!

It turned out that the feeling of not being cherished by others on the fruits of one's hard work was like

this...

Patrick was in a trance as he walked while thinking, but his ears seemed to grow behind his head, receiving the signal from the kitchen.

"I'm afraid that Rick can't eat these dishes as well. It's too salty..." Amelia said in a low voice.

"There's no choice but to throw it away," Amelia said.

"What should I do? I'm not full yet," Amelia said in the end.

"To be honest, me too."

Patrick echoed gloomily in his heart.

Amelia at least ate a plate of rice. He did not eat anything at all!