Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1859

But no matter how happy he was in Roxxon Corporation, Patrick still had to apologize to his wife after returning home.

"Amy, I was wrong. Come out. It's already afternoon. Won't you be bored if you stay inside?"

Sorry, she was really not bored.

There were computers, PS4, a large bed, and a bathroom in their bedroom. As long as the chef would send her food regularly, Amelia could even live in it for a lifetime.

Patrick stared at the door which was always close and continued to persuade her with soft words, "Amy, I bought you the silver silk roll and bean cake you're craving for. Would you please come out for me?"

After that, he put his ear against the door, and then he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer... Then she turned into the bathroom.

Patrick's excited expression froze on his face.

"Mr. Hopper, you are?"

At this time in the chef's eyes, Patrick was like a thief who was ready to go into the room to steal. He stuck to the door of the master bedroom and monitored the movement inside without any interval. It could be said that it was very obscene.

Hearing the voice, Patrick immediately straightened up and instantly changed from being obscene to being calm. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to bring dinner to the Young Lady." The chef held up the tray in his hand and said, "I don't know what happened to the Young Lady, but she told me that she is not feeling well since noon and asked me to send her food for the next few days. Would you like to ask a doctor to treat her?"

Send her food for the next few days?

Wow! Amy really intended to ignore him for a week!

Patrick gritted his teeth and wondered if she had forgotten that they shared this bedroom.

If he didn't sleep here at night, where could he sleep?

After thinking for a while, he suddenly stretched out his arm and took away the tray in the cook's hand, saying, "I will send it to her. You can leave."

The cook nodded. Just as he was about to go down, Patrick suddenly changed his mind. "No, wait a minute. Come and call the door."

The chef had to turn around and knock on the bedroom door again.

Seeing that there was no response, the chef became more and more worried, fearing that Amelia would pass out.

Then he heard Patrick say, "Knock a few more times. Amy has gone to the toilet."

The chef couldn't help but look back at him. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were filled with doubts. "How do you know she went to the toilet? Are you a pervert?"

After knocking on the door a few times, footsteps came from inside as expected.

Under the gesture of Patrick, the chef said,

"Miss Ramsay, I'm here to bring you dinner."

Amelia opened the door and saw that Patrick was looking at her smugly with dinner in his hand.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, "Little girl, no matter how stubborn you are, you still have to come and open the door obediently."

Amelia ignored him after glancing at him and was about to take her dinner.

However, Patrick held the other end of the tray tightly. He stared at her with burning eyes and said, "Amy, don't be angry. I'll apologize to you, okay? You can beat or scold me, and do whatever you want to me, okay?"

Hearing this, the chef showed an expression of "I see". No wonder Miss Ramsay was hiding in the bedroom and did not come out. It turned out that the couple was not on good terms.

Patrick spoke sincerely, but Amelia frowned. In the end, she decided to let go of the dinner.

Seeing this, Patrick immediately admitted defeat. “Fine, fine, fine. I'll give it all to you. Don't be so willful, okay? Do you really want

Ellison to starve with you?"

At this time, did he know to threaten her with his son?

Amelia gave him a sidelong glance and took the tray from him without any expression.

This time, he did not stop her at all.

Amelia turned back to the bedroom and slammed the door shut again.

Patrick, who wanted to follow her, touched his nose with embarrassment.

You need to be taught a lesson. I'll make you cry on the bed!

Mr. Patrick comforted himself. When he looked back and found that the chef had not left, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. "Why are you still here?"

The chef thought to himself, "I'm doomed!"

"You heard everything just now?" Patrick's face was full of threats.

The chef sensibly shook his head.

"Very good." Patrick patted him on the shoulder to show that the crisis had been eased.

"Phew!”

In the gym, Patrick, who had finished the last set of moves, untied the shackles in his hands, picked up the towel on the side, wiped his neck, and went out.

It was time to go back to take a bath.

Hearing the noise, the cook came out and asked, "Miss Ramsay, would you like to have breakfast now?"

Amelia shook her head and said, "No, I want to have a cup of tea first. Can you make some for me?” "Of course, right away!" The chef responded and went back to the kitchen to work.

After Amelia finished talking, she sat in the living room.

Patrick's surprise was gone. He didn't even feel the taste of the food in his mouth.

After a while, the chef came to Amelia with a pot of scented tea and said, "Miss Ramsay, here comes your tea."

Amelia glanced at the thing floating in the transparent teapot and asked, "It's rose tea again? Can you change another one?"

The cook said, "Miss Ramsay, this rose tea is rich in vitamin C. You are currently pregnant and it's time for you to take a large amount of vitamin C. Moreover, this tea can also prevent the symptoms of anemia. If you think that the tea tastes too light, you can add a few extra pieces of sugar."

"Alright, I understand."

She had indeed thought that this was tasteless before, but no matter what, the chef was doing it for her and the child's good, so she could not refuse again.

Patrick stretched his neck and faintly stared at the chef circling around Amelia. He was very angry. It should be him who was flattering Amy, wasn't it?!

Also, get out of the way, chef. Don't stand near Amy!

"Ahem, come and get me a bowl of porridge!"

After hearing Patrick's voice, the chef stopped adding sugar into the pot and looked in the direction of the kitchen. "Mr. Hopper seems to be calling me. Miss Ramsay, I'll go and have a look first."

Amelia nodded and said, "You go first. I can do it myself."

On the other side, Patrick, who had summoned the chef, asked in a sinister tone, "What were you guys talking about?”

The cook answered truthfully, "I was explaining to Miss Ramsay the effects of the rose tea."

After listening, Patrick was relieved and said, "Oh."

"Mr. Hopper, don't you want some porridge? Let me help you," the cook said, wanting to take the bowl from him.

Unexpectedly, Patrick moved his hand to the side and said seriously, "No need, I have already taken it myself. You came too slowly."

The chef who came as fast as he could was speechless.

After breakfast, Patrick picked up his coat and walked to Amelia. He wanted to show his presence and said, "Amy, I'm going to work. The desserts I bought you yesterday afternoon are all in the refrigerator. Remember to eat them."

As long as she ate it, it meant that she had forgiven him.

Mr. Patrick thought happily.