Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1254

At the airport.

Maryanne noticed that the passers-by had placed their eyes on her from time to time. Although she did not know exactly what they were looking at, she still pulled her hands under the gloves behind her back reflexively. The scars on her hands had even made her, the owner of them, feel disgusted.

After turning to look at the person beside her, Maryanne showed a faint smile on her face. Milton had eventually accompanied her there.

Although she had repeatedly said that there was no need for him to force himself, he said, "Hobart is your brother after all, and I am your boyfriend. He had come a long way to the UK. If I don't show up, he will think that I am an incompetent boyfriend."

To be honest, she was very grateful for Milton's consideration. Thinking of it another way round, he was willing to spend time and energy acting for her. Was it not much better than him ignoring her?

Different from Maryanne's joy in secret, Milton looked extremely anxious that he kept on glancing at the passers-by.

Maryanne's attention had been all on him, so she asked softly, "Milton, what's wrong with you? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Milton stopped having a fierce gaze for the time being. He looked at Maryanne, who was dressed in a green, long dress with light makeup that was delicate which she looked gorgeous and charming when she smiled, and said, "Nothing. Maybe I've drank too much coffee that I'm a little excited!"

"Is that so?" Maryanne found Milton really weird that day through his unusual words.

"By the way!" Milton's handsome face darkened as he asked, "Why hasn't Hobart arrived yet? He's really slow!"

Maryanne glanced at her watch and said helplessly, "It's only been five minutes... Can you show some patience? Please!"

"Only five minutes?" But he felt that he had been looked at by others for five hours!

"Yes," Maryanne nodded. She realized that Milton had been frowning ever since he entered the airport lobby. He was even looking like he was about to beat someone up at anytime.

She could not help but said reluctantly, "Are you worried about work? It doesn't matter. I can be by myself."

To be honest, if it was in the past, she would definitely ask Milton to stay and accompany her no matter what!

But things had been different. Amelia had divorced Patrick. Every time she blew her top, it would very likely become an excuse for Milton to leave her.

Therefore, she could only be a generous girlfriend. She even turned a blind eye to Milton's recent contact with Amelia.

Milton's eyes darkened upon hearing her words. The anger that he had suppressed back in the apartment once again occupied him, causing him to say coldly: "You to want me to leave so badly?"

"What?"

"'You can do it by yourself. You have said this more than once today."

Was it because her brother had come that she no longer needed him to be her protector?

To put it more simply, was she afraid that his appearance would affect the siblings' long-lost reunion!?

"Did I?" Maryanne could not help propping her chin up with her left hand. Her way of doing things sweetly had attracted even more attention from the other foreigners who were already curious about local women.

"Come with me!" Milton could not bear it any longer so he reached out to gently hold her right hand and led her away.

Milton rubbed his fingers. When they were held by Maryanne, he felt very fulfilled. It had turned to be empty at the moment...

When he looked up and saw Maryanne with a joyful look on her face after finding her phone, he knew well that the call must have been from Hobart.

For some reason, his mood... suddenly became a little gloomy, but he quickly understood that it was because he was about to meet his rival in love.

After all, Hobart's intention towards Amelia was obvious!

On the other hand, Maryanne could no longer care about Milton's mood. After hearing the familiar voice on the phone, she asked excitedly, "Hobart, have you got off the plane?"

"Yes."

"Where are you exactly now?"

"The toilet."

"Alright, we'll wait for you at exit B," Maryanne gave Milton a glance and saw him staring coldly at the sign of the cafe in front of him. She suddenly remembered something and said, "And...

Hobart,take your time. We're going to spend some time in the cafe. By the way, would you like to have something to drink?"

"We? Maryanne, who's there with you?"

Maryanne lowered her voice and complained, "Hobart, what's wrong with your memory? Didn't I tell you two days ago that Milton would come with me to pick you up? Are you touched?"