Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 576

"Amelia, have another one with me!"

"Milton, you're drunk, you need to stop!"

Watching Milton was so drunk, Amelia quickly reached out and grabbed the cup from his mouth.

"Give it back!" Milton began to throw a tantrum.

Amelia said even more imposingly, "I'm not giving it back to you, it's time for you to go home!"

"One glass... One last glass..." While mumbling, Milton's head lowered until his forehead laid on the table, quiet except for his breathing.

Helplessly shaking her head, Amelia pulled out a few hundred dollars bills from her wallet and paid the bill. Then, she put one of Milton's arms around her shoulders and left the restaurant with difficulty. "You really should start losing weight!" Arriving at her car and panting, Amelia turned her head and looked at Milton, who was blacked out. After that, she sighed and shoved him into her car.

Looking at the unconscious Milton at the entrance door, Sierra let out a long sigh. "Amelia, sorry to trouble you."

With help from Sierra, Amelia successfully assisted Milton to the sofa in the living room. "Aunt Sierra, I'll go back first."

"Amelia, wait a minute. Aunt Sierra has a question, Milton told you that he's going to England, right?"

"Yea, he said he's going with Maryanne." Seeing that Sierra was cheerless about it, Amelia said with understanding, "Aunt Sierra, after Milton leaves, if there's anything you need help, you can tell me anytime. You know, my mother passed away early, and I have always regarded you as my mother too."

Consoled, Sierra nodded in response. "Amelia, you're a good girl, for real. It's a pity that our Milton doesn't have this luck."

Two days later...

at the airport and only saw Milton. She looked around and asked in confusion,

flashed. "She

about what to say to Maryanne

and said

he was handling a piece of precious treasure. "Amelia,

"

her pretty face back onto his chest and said in greed, "Don't move. Let me hold you for a while. I

be captured by a paparazzo who

but to give me a raise." With a rapacious smile, the paparazzo hid the camera and blended in

hand, Maryanne, who had come back from buying gloves to look for Milton, accidentally witnessed Amelia and Milton embracing each other in a

to leave them alone, but Amelia saw her. A strange look flashed across both of their

As she finished, Amelia took the initiative

very well. Maryanne, who was discovered, did not approach them. Instead, she chose to stand at the ticket entrance and waited quietly for Milton. Milton gently said to Amelia, "Then I'm going to leave now. Take care of yourself. As for my mom, go see her whenever you have time." "Sure! Remember to call me when you land in England." Amelia punched him in the chest, letting out some of her urge to cry at his departure. He then raised his

curled into a smile as she looked at the

bandaged hand, "Didn't you say

for me." Maryanne turned her

pocket to Milton.

looked at Maryanne and said, "Your hand." "Here." Maryanne slowly lifted her hand. Apart from her ten fingertips, the rest of her hands was wrapped tightly

knowing the asnwer,

left the hospital,

did not ask her if it truly was not painful or if she was pretending to be strong. He simply said,

onto Maryanne's fingertips, pulling it

the process and saw that he was holding his breath in focus. She could not help but laugh. "Aren't