Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 685

Amelia noticed the unnatural expression flashing across Huxton's face in an instant. She had put down her chopsticks again cautiously.

"Don't you know that one must always pay back for what he takes? You are desperate in insisting me to eat what you've prepared for me, not to mention that these dishes are all my favorite one. Let me guess, you want to ask for my favor right?"

Amelia's analysis left Huxton in embarrassment, he then said, "Madam is indeed smart."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" She did not think that she could swallow anything if she had not known what had he wanted in return from her.

Huxton pondered for a moment and said, "Madam. I had not seen Dr. Scarlett since the day she left.

Hence, I would like to ask you to..."

In the face of Huxton's hesitation, Amelia gave him an understanding look. With that said, Amelia had finally figured out why he had been very attentive to her need and even specially prepared all her favorite dishes. Surely he must have intended for repay had she accepted his generous offer.

Amelia tried to contain her laughter. Instead, she said with her expression serious, "Huxton, I want to eat smoked duck salad."

Hearing that Amelia had abruptly changed the subject, Huxton was confused, "What did you say, madam?"

Amelia glanced at the exquisitely served smoked duck salad and ordered him naturally, "Smoked duck salad! I want to eat it. Don't you tell me that you don't know what you're supposed to do."

Huxton calmed down and said, "Well, I'll pick it up for madam then."

Amelia rested her chin on her hands and relaxingly looked at Huxton who was now serving her. She casually said, "Do you know which that I like the most?"

"Which one?" Huxton paused his movement of picking up food and asked.

Amelia took a graceful glance before she spoke her mind, "Only smoked duck." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Huxton nodded. Just as Huxton was about to reach the salad with the fork, he heard Amelia speaking again, "But I don't want the vegetables, I just want the smoked duck."

Huxton thought for a while and offered, "Then let me only pick the smoked duck for you?"

Amelia smiled brightly and said, "Okay, and I don't think this potion is enough for me."

Huxton put down the fork and walked into the kitchen. He first rolled his sleeve and washed his hands thoroughly...

Then he took out the unheated smoked duck from the fridge, cut into slices and put them on a pan...

In a short while, he returned to Amelia's side with the well-prepared smoked duck...

Then, Huxton took some of it into Amelia's plate, "Madam, please enjoy your food."

Amelia glanced at the plate and said with a disgusted expression, "Yuck, it looks so oily. I can't have this! Please help me throw this away."

Huxton was stunned, as if he had not expected Amelia would say so.

Amelia eyed at him from the side and said, "Why are you hesitated? Can't I order you to do something for me?"

Huxton took over the plate expressionlessly and turned around to empty the food in the plate.

Amelia fixed her eyes at the sour and spicy fish. She squinted her eyes and said, "I want to have the fish."

After Huxton put her plate on the table, he took some fish for her.

Amelia stared at the pasta and frowned, "I hate pasta with so much sources attached on it. It's just too greasy."

Huxton pursed his lips and fulfilled her demands regardless. He picked up the pasta one by one and tried his best to remove the sauces. Then, placed it in Amelia's plate again.

Unexpectedly, Amelia was still unsatisfied, "There's still quite a lot attached on it."

"Madam." Huxton replied in an irony tone, "How about I just wash it with water? Is it better with it totally tasteless?"

Amelia licked her lips and smiled cunningly, "Are you getting impatient now?"

Huxton tightened his grip on his chopsticks. Eventually, he compromised, "I dare not to."

Amelia solemnly clapped her hands and said, "It's good that you dare not to. Come on, try your best to clean the sauce as much as you can for me."

Taking a deep breath, Huxton expressionlessly repeated the process of removing all the sauces. Relying on his extraordinarily sharp eyesight trained as a result of his gun practice, he skillfully removed the sauces without washed them with water. Having learned his lesson from the previous incident, he did not forget to make sure that he served the food exquisitely.

Amelia was already dozing off when he finished his work on hand.

Huxton could feel the nerve around his forehead throbbing. He tried to be patient as he asked, "Madam, how about this?"

Amelia shut her eyes close and yawned, "Fine."

Huxton frowned and said, "But Madam, you didn't even look at it..."

Amelia opened her eyes and glanced at the pasta. Then, she said blatantly, "Now I've seen it. It's just pasta. I have no comment."

"Madam!" This time Huxton hissed as if he was gritting his teeth. If it were not for the favor he needed from her, he would have left right away!

Amelia's expression went cold at the same time, "Why are you shouting at me? Are you not happy with my answer?"

"No! I dare not to!" Huxton replied in frustration.

Amelia expressionlessly glanced to the side and continued to order Huxton into doing the same thing before she ordered him to throw away his hard work with the same excuse.

Finally, Huxton could not help saying, "Madam, although master came from a filthy rich background, everyone including the kids will know that one should not simply waste the food. Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to just throw away the food like this?"

Amelia laughed at him insidiously, "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me this. How about this, you pick up everything from the trash and rinse it with water. Please make sure that the spice has been washed off, smash them into little pieces and give it to Rick. He is now on its growth, I'm sure that it will undoubtedly finish the food."

Huxton's voice turned cold, "Madam, are you deliberately looking for my trouble?"

Amelia looked at him sternly, "I think you're the one deliberately looking for my trouble! If Patrick were the one that order you to do all these today, I'm sure that you will do it right away without saying anything. Why do you have to be so reluctant when it comes to me ordering you? You even accuse me of deliberately looking for your trouble. Looking at your character, there's no way that Dr. Scarlett will like you!"

Hearing her words, Huxton frowned furiously and his voice deepened, "Madam, I don't have that kind of motive towards Dr. Scarlett!"

Amelia heaved a sigh in her heart. Considering that Huxton had never been in any romance before, there was no doubt that he would not speak the truth unless someone had really triggered him.

Thinking of this, she continued to provoke him, "If you don't have that kind of motive, then why did you raise your voice? Or that you are frustrated that I've spoken your mind accurately?"

Huxton slammed the fork on the table in gesture that he would not serve her anymore.

Amelia's eyelid trembled a little as she said, "Fine, just assume that I've misunderstood you. You don't have that sort of motive towards Scarlett. In that case, what message do you want me to deliver to her?"

Huxton's face stiffened.

Seeing that he could not say a word, Amelia said for him, "You want me to call and ask Scarlett to come back, don't you?"

Huxton remained silence.