Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1870

Seeing that Sierra could not hide her shock, Maryanne quickly explained, "What I mean is, we will just cover ourselves with blankets and sleep. We won't do anything else!"

"The doctor said that Milton will need another two months to fully recover," Sierra said in a cryptic tone. "Take it easy, you two."

Maryanne blushed. "Mm!" she said, and then she asked, "Aunt Sierra, is it time to prepare dinner? I, I'll help you!"

If it was in the past, Sierra would definitely be very happy to see Maryanne trying to please her.

But now, she just said faintly, "You and Milton haven't seen each other for so long, so you should have a lot to say. You'd better accompany him."

Maryanne bit her lip in embarrassment. Milton had encouraged her just now, asking her to help Aunt Sierra work to win herself a good impression. But Aunt Sierra had asked her to go back to keep Milton company. Then, who should she listen to?

If it were Amelia, she would definitely think of a way to satisfy both sides.

Maryanne could not help but feel discouraged at the thought.

Seeing her stammering. Sierra's heart suddenly softened. "Since you want to help so much, then come."

Really?!

Maryanne's eyes lit up instantly. She quickly caught up to Sierra's footsteps and entered the kitchen without hesitation.

In the evening, when Maryanne served food to Milton, who was resting in his bedroom, the other party could tell at a glance. "Maryanne, did you make all these?"

Maryanne looked at the burnt fish and the overcooked vegetables. She let out an almost inaudible hum.

Seeing her sad face, Milton could not help but comfort her. "It doesn't matter. Take your time. Besides, it's not like you have to cook in the future. I can do it."

After that, he supported his upper body with one foot and one arm, and then took the plate from her hand.

For some reason, Maryanne's tears pattered down her cheeks.

stunned and

She sobbed and said, "I'm so stupid... I can't even cook. How am I supposed to

You got hurt this time because of me, but I... I can't do anything

I'm so useless.

that Amelia's appearance today was

the future. You don't know how to take

make more money. Also, in fact, even if I don't do anything for the second half of my life, just the inheritance left by my father will be enough to support you and my

couldn't help sobbing and threw

Milton was always patiently comforting her. "I know

a while, Maryanne's loud cry turned into sobs. "I, hiccup! I'm

breath and

the tear stains on

and nodded. "Alright, then I'll have to trouble

*

Land of

but chose to stick

was holding the game handle, glanced at

stood up and found a copy of

had no choice but

pages of the calendar and said, "Well, a week has passed. Can we

at him with a deep contempt for

can't do this to me. Do you know that you are cold-blooded and violent?" Patrick censured her

her cell phone clicked open the text. message, and quickly typed a few words to reply to him-Do you know that this

about how he tore

Besides, you have broken your oath before, haven't you? It's okay

told you it's okay? A

going crazy when he saw this line. "Amy, what do you want me to

hinder me

her and said, "If you don't talk to me, will always