Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1092

Milton frowned and said, "Since you know that the car belongs to Patrick, why do you ask when you knew the answer? Why do you want to embarrass yourself?"

Maryanne said in a sharp voice, "I'm asking because I wanted to remind you that Amelia is Patrick's wife. Don't look at her with a greedy expression!"

Milton seemed to have been hit in the sore spot and denied harshly, "I didn't!"

Maryanne sneered. "Do you think others won't be able to tell just because you say so?"

Milton's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he almost could not hide the hatred in his heart.

Milton split his tongue and said, "Maryanne, that's enough! You're the one who has the least right to comment on Amelia in this world!"

Maryanne sneered, "Haha, why am I not qualified to comment on her? Even sages will be questioned, not to mention Amelia, who is just an ordinary person! Since there is no one else here, why don't you tell me the truth? Was it because of her that you sneak back to Northville when I was having my second treatment?"

Milton replied angrily, "Why should I answer you?"

Maryanne said sharply, "Actually, even if you didn't tell me, I would have known. If it weren't for you, she wouldn't come to your house for no reason. If you weren't guilty, why would you need to be panic when I appeared? It was all because you were afraid that I would find out the affair between you and her!"

Milton's chest heaved heavily. He really wanted to point at Maryanne's nose and rained-down curses on her head!

But the reality was that if Milton could not bear it, it would mess up his plan. He would have to forebear for the minor setbacks for his ruthless in the future!

Milton raised his hand and made a gesture to stop the quarrel. He then said in a gentle tone, "I admit, I shouldn't have returned from the UK without saying a word. But at that time, you were receiving the second treatment.

If I mention the plan of coming back to Northville to you, you will definitely follow me back, which will delay the best time for your treatment.

Maryanne, think about me before you get angry.

Northville is my home. Is it too much for me to come back to visit my mother, my friends, and my excolleagues?"

Maryanne shook her head and said in disappointment, "Am I not considerate enough for you? Do you know how jealous am I when I saw Amelia at home? And it wasn't easy for me to have a meal with her at the same table!

I'm your girlfriend, but the woman who's sharing a table with you and Aunt Sierra was her! Milton, you still can't let her go, right?"

"I'm learning it slowly now. Please give me some time." Milton said decently and continued, "Amelia's appearance was an accident this time. I've only seen her twice since I returned to Northville."

"Wasn't it enough for you? How many days had passed since you returned to Northville?" Maryanne's voice faltered before turning into a weak sigh. "Forget it. Since you're telling me that you're learning to let her go, then I'll give you some time. But, I hope you can return to England with me as soon as possible so that we can be far away from her!"

Speaking of this, she said sadly, "Milton, you did a good job in England. Why do you treat me like a completely different person as soon as you come back to Northville and meet her?"

Milton said meaningfully, "You're also doing well in England."

Maryanne was stunned and could not utter a word.

Milton had completely calmed down at this time. Maybe Maryanne had got it right. He would only lose control when Amelia was around. Since Amelia had left, his mind naturally calmed down.

He took the initiative to beat their swords into plowshares. "Maryanne, let's go back, or mom will be worried."

Seeing Maryanne standing still, Milton thought for a moment and suggested, "Aren't you tired? Let me carry you."

At this time, Milton acted like the person he used to be in England.

"Alright, turn around," Maryanne looked at him and requested.

Milton turned around and bent down slightly, looking as if he was ready.

The next second, he felt a weight on his back. Maryanne's hands, which were wearing gloves, stretching out from his shoulders, had irritated him slightly.

without her?

As soon as this idea came up in her mind, Maryanne shook her head in self-mockery.

How would Milton, such an excellent and affectionate man, be afraid that he could not find a good woman to love him?

In the hospital.

When Amelia returned to the hospital, it was exactly 10 o'clock, almost two hours away from the promise between her and Patrick.

In this regard, she breathed a sigh of relief. She did not care what Patrick was thinking. At least she had kept her promise and came back on time.

When she opened the door and entered the ward, she saw the doctor's student leaning against a chair and sitting at the far end corner of the ward, away from Patrick, with a suffocating look on his face. What about Patrick?

He was leaning against the bed and reading a newspaper with a sullen face.

Seeing this, Amelia was convinced of her foresight.

Patrick would be furious if she did not throw away the newspaper with the news about the mysterious man!

"Ms Ramsay's back?" As soon as the intern in the corner saw her, he immediately jumped up from his seat and said, "I'll leave Mr. Hopper to you. I'll go first!"

"Eh..." Amelia did not say thank you yet, but the intern had already gone far with his head down.

Seeing this, a hint of sympathy appeared in the eyes of Amelia. It seemed that Patrick had tortured the young man a lot in these two hours.

"Ahem!" After adjusting her state of mind, Amelia walked to the bedside and said, "I am back. You haven't slept yet?"