Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1539

Milton heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Maryanne was finally eating.

But, it was not long before Maryanne asked again, "Dear, you're so good at peeling prawns, but you don't eat prawns regularly."

Milton stopped wiping his hands. Indeed, he did not like prawns. But, Amelia did. He had learned the techniques of peeling prawns and deveining them just for Amelia.

Before Milton could reply, Maryanne continued, "Is it because someone around you likes eating prawns?"

Milton responded quickly. "Yeah, it's you."

"Is that so? So, you're doing this for me? I'm so touched," Maryanne replied as she chuckled dryly.

Milton answered helplessly, "Tell me, why are you always so enigmatic?"

"I'm not, I think you're being oversensitive," Maryanne denied.

"Maryanne..."

Just as Milton was about to let her elaborate, Maryanne suddenly picked up a prawn and threw it into his bowl. "Stop talking nonsense. Let's eat."

Who was the one talking nonsense?

Milton gritted his teeth and began to eat the prawn.

After dinner.

After Milton cleaned up the kitchen, he entered the living room and found Maryanne busy using his laptop.

In a hurry, he took a glance and saw the familiar email interface on the browser. Remembering that he had been contacting Amelia via email, Milton dashed forward and grabbed the laptop from Maryanne's lap, shouting, "What are you doing?"

Maryanne's hand, which were on the keyboard a second ago, was left hanging in the air the next second, which slightly irritated her. Furthermore, Milton roaring at her out of the blue angered her even more. "I should be asking you that question. Why did you grab the laptop from me all of a sudden?"

"This laptop is mine!"

then that I could

can't check my email!" Some

long the same browser was logged in with the same account on the laptop multiple times, a password was not required again. All that was needed

Maryanne must have secretly checked his email when he was not paying attention. He ignore other things she did,

a faint smile and crossed her arms across her chest. "What did

expression was strange. This was not the expression she should

that the website was, like he expected, logged in. However, the account on the top left showed that it was

had wronged Maryanne because of

ever-changing expression, Maryanne coldly continued, "I was only using the same email interface as yours. If I had known earlier that

suddenly feeling that the laptop was burning his hands, so hot that he wanted to

lend me the computer

their fingertips touched, but

Milton stood behind her, clearly seeing that she

brother in the first line, and wrote about her daily life and her health in the second line. Then she wrote

rubbed his eyes, in case he had made a

eyes staring straight at her email disbelievingly. Her expression changed as she slammed the laptop shut.

defensive action made Milton slightly unhappy, but he smiled

mother had said that one should accept their mistake and improve. That was what a real man

"I accept your apology, but can you stay further away from me? If you keep watching me

to another sofa and sat down. He asked, "Is this

checked the distance between them and was sure

no

would be glad that his world

misunderstanding, he felt like he was sitting on

to time, wanting to speak but stopped on

gaze, Maryanne suddenly stopped typing and raised her head to stretch her neck before lowering her head to continue

not help but cough, saying, "Maryanne, you've been writing for half an

nodded without

have so much to say to Hobart?" So much that half an hour was not

explained, "I'm