Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 398

"It wasn't me." Hobart seemed to be harmless, but the gloating look in his eyes was obvious.

Noticing that Milton seemed to be on the verge of beating the sh*t out of Hobart at the counter, Maryanne hurried to say, "Milton, it has nothing to do with Hobart. I was just passing by and accidentally saw you and Hobart. So I decided to come in to say hello and invite you for lunch by the way. Are you available?"

Milton froze for a second, then subconsciously cast a glance at Amelia.

Maryanne was somewhat upset to see that without Amelia's allowance, Milton couldn't even decide whether to have a meal with her or not. She said to Amelia stiffly, "Don't you still have Hobart to help you here? Can Milton come with me?"

"I didn't force him to stay. As long as he likes, he can go with you at any time," Amelia said flatly.

Hobart urged, "Why aren't you leaving yet? Be careful that my sister might be jealous."

Milton knew Maryanne so well that to avoid a quarrel, he held himself back and said, "It's just a meal. Let's go."

After Milton left with Maryanne, Amelia muttered to herself, "Maryanne... seems to have changed."

"Huh?" Hobart asked with interest, "What had changed about her?"

"Well..." Amelia prepared for her wording before she answered, "I feel that she has become reasonable. In the past, she would have pointed at me and called me names when she ran into me."

At the door of the store, looking up at Milton's profile, Maryanne tried her best to forget about the unpleasant and asked, "What shall we have for lunch?"

Milton said perfunctorily, "Whatever."

suggested, "Then... shall we go for hot pot? It's so cold. Eating

there is a Welcoming Chinese Hotpot Restaurant. It's not

Milton went for his car, he caught sight of a luxury car parking nearby. He found it

jumped into the car first

Patrick's eyes that were glittering at the

Would the other wait for too long? Resting in the car, Patrick was

had left, another car came. The door opened,

the back of her head as she

her way through the people in front of her while shouting regardless of her reputation, "Sir! Don't hit

The customers were wordless.

a

So was Amelia.

was stunned at the sight of the unharmed Hobart and Amelia, who should not have been here. "You... why are you here

was looking at an idiot. "Do you think

said..." Florence's voice weakened gradually. Only then did she realize that she

you I had

why are you two

better to do on the weekend,

experience the hard

dull "oh", Florence could not find