Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 433

That was something.

"Well, can you help him up for me? He's too heavy..." Maryanne spread out her delicate hands in embarrassment.

Milton's colleague patted his chest and said, "No problem!"

They carried each side of Milton's shoulder apiece. When they reached Maryanne's fancy red sports car, the colleague was speechless. How did Milton meet such a thoughtful, beautiful, and rich girl? He must ask for Milton's secret.

"I can take him from here. Don't you have something else to deal with? I'm driving him home."

After fastening Milton's seat belt, Maryanne straightened up and returned to her usual bossy tone as she ordered Milton's colleague.

The colleague turned around and left sullenly, pondering that so this chick had a split personality.

Maryanne did not care about how others thought about her at all. She walked her way around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat. Before she could start the car, her chin was suddenly grabbed and turned by a big hand. Then, her lips were covered by another warm... hot one... with the strong smile of alcoholic...

Maryanne was stunned as if someone had hit her in the head. She had no idea what had happened even after he took advantage of her...

The kiss was over. When the drunk man released Maryanne, she still looked as if she had trouble understanding what had just happened.

"Amelia... I like you so much..."

Milton weakly placed his dizzy head on Maryanne's shoulder. Maybe it was because of the perfect air in the car, he couldn't help but say so to the woman in front of him...

Maryanne's fingertips trembled as she caressed her lips, her heart hurting as if it had been pierced. He kissed her, but he called out Amelia's name...

day, at Land

for the breakfast,

stickers on them with notes of "lunch for two" and "dinner for two". After that,

her.

him that he had made Amelia's identity public yesterday, which meant that from now on, no

the languid woman who was having her back

the hot air around her red ear. "Mrs.

packing food, stuffed a fried shrimp

in his mouth, "But I haven't

much good parenting could starve one to

want to eat it, spit it out. I thought you came downstairs

Amelia's ear. "I

the truth or not. Anyway, it was better for

cooked.

have quite a lot to say today. "Why did you make so

that you would go

softly. "I didn't expect to do it that soon. I thought you would

said disappointedly, "Why do we

light snow in Northville these days, you don't want to be buried by a sudden blizzard, do you?" "Besides, you want to see the sunrise, but you didn't search for the best viewing point online beforehand. Aren't you worried that we could find ourselves standing in a place where we couldn't see the sun?" Amelia thought it made sense. "Well, then I'll check it out at home today. Let's go when the time and location are both

Amelia turned to the food at the table with sorry. "Well, it's a pity that I have made so

them at home..."

Patrick was about to comfort her, a melodious ringing of a phone

phone..." Amelia turned on the tap, washed her hands, and dried them before taking