Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1257

However, Hobart found something new when he stepped onto the corridor. "Maryanne, what's that bag of garbage in the corner? Is it also because of the rainy weather?"

Maryanne bit her lower lips and said reluctantly, "Ah... This is just trash that the hotel owner has yet to take away."

Hobart said in disgust, "Is such a boss really reliable in managing a hotel? Maryanne, why not I sponsor you to live in a five-star hotel?"

"Hobart!" Maryanne was worried that Hobart's words would anger Milton, who was walking in front of them, so she kept a straight face and deliberately said, "We're not lacking of living expenses. If you feel that this place is incompatible with your living environment, let me find another hotel for you. I'll make sure that you can live comfortably and wake up to beautiful ladies around you every day!"

Seeing that Maryanne was angry, Hobart quickly put on a smile and said, "Fine, I'm just joking. I came just to see how you're doing. Of course I can't go stay in another hotel! I'll stay with you no matter the place."

Hobart's latter words unexpectedly made Maryanne feel warm, and she was no longer in a rage. "Then, you have to promise me, from now on, you won't say anything bad about this place, complaints are not allowed either! Otherwise, I might just send you to your ideal De Paris Hotel!"

"Fine, fine... Anything you say. I'm not allowed to criticise your boyfriend at all in the car, now that I can't have any say about the hotel he booked..." Hobart said sourly.

"Click..."

Just as the three of them came to door 301, which was the house that Milton and Maryanne were living in, the door next door suddenly opened.

A family of three walked out of the door. When they saw Milton and the siblings, they immediately greeted them with a 'Vo'.

Milton had already prepared to unlock the door. When he heard the greeting, his eyelids suddenly trembled.

"Director Cook, Ms. Smith, did you just come back from outside? Hmm, who is the gentleman next to Ms. Smith?"

"He's Maryanne's brother who had specially come to England to see her. He might stay here for a few days."

Milton tilted his head and spoke to the family of three with a smile. Then, he quickly unlocked the door with his left hand. After gently pushing the door with his shoulder, the door opened.

"Oh, so you're Ms. Smith's brother! I can see that you're siblings as your good looks are in the genes!"

"Thank you!" Maryanne gave them a hollow laugh before she quickly turned to Hobart and said, "Hobart, haven't you always wanted to take a look at the inside? Let's go!"

Hobart just replied with a 'hmm' before he was dragged into the room by Maryanne.

Milton closed the door and turned to take a careful look at Hobart.

Had Hobart heard clearly about him being referred to as 'Director Cook'?

Fortunately, Hobart looked calm and had only followed Maryanne to look around after entering the room. Milton could finally rest assured.

Unknowingly, Hobart had stayed in the apartment until noon. Maryanne began to frown after Milton hinted that he wanted to try out her cooking.

"Maryanne, please come over." At the moment, Milton's sudden light voice had given Maryanne

hope.

"Okay! One second!" Maryanne did not forget the smile Milton showed her before they left the airport. She quickly jumped down from the sofa in high spirits and went to Milton in her slippers. The scene had made Hobart upset.

Milton's expression became a little worried, and his thinking became a little slower as well. He wanted to ask Maryanne the meaning of her kiss, but since she was focusing, he had no idea where to start with.

Meanwhile, Maryanne who was squatting beside the rice barrel suddenly turned around and asked him in a daze while holding a cup, "Milton, how many cups of rice do we need again? I... I forgot..."

Milton was a little amused by her words. The awkwardness he had just experienced had disappeared as well.

As he was instructing Maryanne, he could not help but thought to himself. She was usually pretty smart, but why was she so cutely obtuse that day?

Wait!

Was Maryanne, cute?

His brain must have malfunctioned!

It was also a warm summer in Northville, but Amelia was caught in a situation as cold as winter.

The reason was that Mr. Quade had accused her of indubitably hurting others!

Amelia once thought it was from a swindler when she received the police's call. However, when she heard the plaintiff who litigated was surnamed Quade, she realized that the whole thing... was

somehow true.