Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1253

"Heh heh..." Shawn scratched his head while his face flushed with excitement.

"However, the apple wasn't an enemy. Its skin is very brittle and thin, and can even be damaged by nails. If it was sliced by the way you said, I'm worried that the apple skin is not the only thing to be cut..." Amelia took her opposition.

"That's true. The captain had always said that I couldn't control my strength well, then I can only trouble Miss Ramsay. It seems that I can't help with anything."

Shawn's voice suddenly became down. He had intended to show off in front of Amelia, be it using the fruit knife stylishly or looking potential to be a husband who could cook, but in the end, he had exposed his weakness in front of her...

Amelia replied seriously, "Shawn, starting from the moment you've saved me from Brittany's claws, you have already done me a great favor!" "Really?" Shawn immediately recovered his vitality and looked at her, while she gave him an affirmative smile.

What an offend to the eye!

The man peeping outside the door almost had his eyes blinded by the feeling of their affection through the glass in front of him!

Patrick's heart was filled with hatred that he almost could not control himself. If it was not for his secretary's text message announcing an emergency meeting, he supposed that he would rush in without hesitation. He did not care if it would irritate Amelia or not!

Inside the ward of A-04...

Shawn, who was enjoying the hard work of Amelia, suddenly stopped munching and said, "Oh, by the way, Ms. Ramsay, I forgot to tell you something..."

"What's the matter?" Amelia asked casually.

"I heard the phone in your bag ring when you were gone," Shawn replied.

"Oh? Really?" Amelia wiped the juice on her hand with a tissue paper, stood up, walked to the coat rack, and took out her mobile phone from her bag.

"Your phone kept ringing at that time that I supposed that there might be something urgent, so I was even more eager to go out and find you." Shawn took a look at her back as he continued.

Amelia immediately took a look at the screen after hearing his words.

After finding out that the two missed calls were both from Milton, she turned to Shawn and said, "Thank you for reminding me. It's a call from my friend. I'll go outside to return the call. You may continue eating."

"Ah!" Shawn looked nervous as he said, "Ms.

Ramsay, it's better not to go outside. Could you just make the call here?"

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be in danger again..."

After Amelia was stunned for a while, she said with a smile, "Well, I'll stay then."

Shawn finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as her call to Milton was connected, Amelia immediately got interrogated as expected.

On the other end of the line, Milton's voice was full of worry, "Amelia, what took you so long to return my call?"

Amelia quickly found an excuse to brush it off, and then asked, "Milton, why did you look for me in such a hurry?"

Milton asked in relief, "Oh, I just wanted to ask, have you reviewed the advertising ideas that I sent you through email last night?"

The advertisement ideas? The previous night?

Amelia was dumbfounded.

After taking a deep breath, Maryanne walked in with a normal expression. "I'm sorry, I'm too excited about Hobart coming to see me today."

"Hmph, it's just picking him up at the airport. Do you have to be so happy? He even made us get up early!"

It was hard to explain why he was angry. He had just never liked Hobart since they met.

Maryanne placed the cup of coffee beside Milton's hand. A childish smile appeared on her face as she said. "You don't understand. Hobart had doted on me and cared for me ever since I was young. Even though others think I'm unruly, he would always say to them, 'I've spoiled her to be so! So, I'll rely on him more than my parents..."

The only exception was probably Amelia.

She still remembered that Hobart had strictly lectured her for the first time in his life for the sake of Amelia...

At that moment, Maryanne looked slightly absentminded. Milton suddenly said angrily, "I truly don't understand. I don't have any siblings after all! I've gone all the way by myself since young!"

Maryanne was startled by his reaction and asked timidly, "Did I... say something wrong?"

Milton had also noticed that he was out of control. He quickly raised his hand to drink the coffee and muttered, "You didn't say anything wrong. I just got up from the wrong side of the bed that I lost my temper. Don't mind me."

Maryanne looked at him suspiciously. When he was talking on the phone, he was so gentle that he did not look like he had a bad temper at all.

She nodded and said, "It was me who broke in without knocking on the door. I'm also at fault. You may continue with your work while I'll go back to my room and change my clothes."

"Okay." Milton answered gloomily.

Maryanne saw his reaction and said with understanding after some thought, "If you feel sleepy, you may sleep for a while. I can go pick Hobart up by myself."