Chapter 527

Amelia's eyes widened. "It's not kind of you to lie to them like this. I think Aunt Sierra and Maryanne have cried till their eyes are swollen now." Milton said, "I don't want to either. I was forced by them, wasn't I?"

Amelia disagreed, "But even if you can hide it from them for a while, you can't hide it from the doctor."

Milton brushed it off, "It's okay. It's easy to bribe the doctor."

Amelia asked, "Then why did you keep calling my name when you were sick? Were you asking me to come over and help you?"

Milton felt a little uneasy and said, "You can say that."

In fact, he was not.

He was in complete unconsciousness when he called out for Amelia in his dream. But he could not tell her this, or all his previous efforts would go to waste. Hearing that Milton pretended to be ill, Amelia heaved a sigh of relief and shifted into a more comfortable position. "What do you want me to help you with?" Milton coughed and said, "Please help me to persuade my mother, she'll listen to you. Remember to describe my condition more miserably. Tell her that if she continues to force me, I may end up dying from depression."

Amelia said angrily, "Are you out of your mind? Talk about dying when you're fine!"

Milton was reminded of the younger Amelia, who threw tantrums whenever she was unhappy. Full of nostalgia, he could not help but pinch her cheek and said, "Don't get angry, my little princess." My little princess.

That was Milton's nickname to Amelia when they used to play make-believe.

Amelia fell silent, pursing her lips.

Even if it was a joke, she was too embarrassed to call Milton 'my little prince' in return since she was married now.

Patrick was leaning against the corridor. When he saw Milton reached out and touched Amelia's face, his mood loomed.

Patrick put out the cigarette butt on the handrail in the corridor, and then strode into the room.

At the same time, Milton lowered his hand.

could ask anything else, Patrick appeared in the room and announced

he said it seemed to remind her of her

took a look at the clock and found that the second hand had only just

minute meant one minute, not even allowing

and said to him,

to leave, Milton immediately added before he ran out of time, "Amelia, remember

to drink more

watch them banter. He walked over and wrapped his arm across the chest of Amelia, pulling her away

you'd better be gentler!" It was not Amelia who said that,

in his tracks and turned around, looking at Milton with contempt. "Wasn't your experience from last time impressionable enough?" Milton was not convinced. "If you didn't rely on

was dismayed for a moment.

Patrick soared. "When you're well, let's

for more." Milton did

what are you two talking

and Milton shouted in unison, "It's none of your business!" It was a duel between

Such chemistry! The two of them

force with

Amelia reluctantly pouted at Patrick

the basic manners!" thought Patrick. His left foot hooked the door accurately and slammed it

noise of the slam,

said, "Then, is it in your virtue as a wife to allow any man that's not your husband to touch

in anger, "Have you said enough? Milton is

"How dare you call him a brother

Amelia clenched her fists, unable to

are you pretending

was he going to reveal Milton's real intention? Wouldn't this show that Milton

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