Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1759

" Didn't he said not to force her, but it was

time to try on the clothes.

Maryanne sighed in her heart. She took the dress and walked into the bathroom to get changed.

As a person who was full of flirting skills, Hobart was professional in this aspect. After Maryanne tried a few more dresses, he matched some jewelry and high heels for her.

He was so busy, and Maryanne was like a doll to him.

As she felt tired, Maryanne glanced at the flowers placed by the window. She suddenly felt sweet in her heart - they were sent by Milton.

The next second, she felt pain in her waist, as if all the air in her lungs were squeezed out. She felt uncomfortable and screamed.

''Brother, do you want to strangle me to death?"

She looked at Hobart with a troubled expression. Her eyes were full of complaints.

Hobart closed his eyes and said without knowing anything, "Your belt suddenly loosened. I helped you to tidy it. What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"Mm," Maryanne said pitifully.

Hobart frowned. Just when Maryanne thought that he was going to apologize to her, he said seriously, "Well, looks like you're getting fatter."

"Brother!" Maryanne's face bulged.

The two siblings joked as they were matching the jewelry and high heels. As there were servants in the room, Hobart didn't want to put accessories on her hand.

"All right, you will wear this outfit tomorrow. You look beautiful in it."

" Why do others need to admire her? Sure

enough, her brother's purpose was not pure.

The next day.

Maryanne was dressed in plain clothes, but as soon as she went out, Hobart caught her and sent her back to her room.

"Maryanne, do you think you are so smart that there's nothing I can do with you?"

Maryanne trembled when she saw Hobart's faint smile, but she still plucked up the courage to ask, "Brother, what do you mean?"

"I should be the one asking that." Hobart crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes sweeping all the way from the top of Maryanne's head to her feet.

From top to bottom, there was no trace of any outfit that he matched for her yesterday.

Not only that, but she also deliberately dressed herself up like a Christmas tree. Did she want to scare away men in this way?

Maryanne chuckled and said, "Brother, I think I'm pretty in this way too. For a girl who has natural beauty like me, even if I put on a sack, I can go out shopping and make friends."

Hobart smiled and said, "Yes, my sister is indeed a natural beauty, but we're not from a low-income family. There's no need for you to carry a sack on the streets. Just like now, you have a better choice. Why do you want to give up on yourself?"

" Maryanne was speechless for a

moment.

Hobart pulled her shoulders and let her look at the mirror. "Look, this is the result of you not going out for social activities. Do you know that your taste has outdated?"

" Maryanne had nothing to say.

Hobart's slowed down again. "It's still early. Put on the outfit that I prepared for you yesterday and surprise our parents. Okay, Maryanne?"

The doormen immediately noticed the beautiful features of the Smith siblings. This was heaven-defying.

Being looked at by strangers like this, Maryanne, who was always self- satisfied, subconsciously leaned on Hobart's chest.

Hobart held her hand tightly and said softly, "Don't be nervous. You're beautiful. Relax.”

At this time, the leader came up and asked, "Hello, what's your name?"

Hobart mentioned his name to the leader. The leader replied respectfully, "So it's Young Mr. Tomson's honored guest. This way, please."

The leader led the Smith siblings into a private room where several young masters sat on the sofa and chatted. Two of them even lit their cigarettes. Although it was not a big deal, in the eyes of Hobart, who had strict requirements of his "brother- in- law," he immediately gave the man a giant cross.

As Hobart saw them, others also heard the sound of the leader opening the door.

When they saw that it was Hobart, the man immediately stood up and greeted him happily, "Yo, Mr. Smith is here!"

Others turned to the door as they heard his words.

"Mr. Tomson." Hobart greeted one of them calmly.

Jarvy, who was a step late, stood up and said enthusiastically, "Hobart, come here! I have called our old friends here!"

Yes, these young masters were all Hobart's classmates in high school. Regardless of their previous relationships, their achievement was still worthy of befriending with them.

Hobart had initially come for Jarvy. After all, his requirements were good, and he did not have any bad hobbies. However, at this moment, having a few more options was not bad.

Hobart had some thoughts as he wanted to greet. Just as he was about to enter, something sank in his hand.

He suddenly realized something and turned around. He bumped into Maryanne's confused gaze. "Brother, didn't you say we are meeting one?"