Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1812

Maryanne said anxiously, "What I like is my own business! Brother, can you stop worrying about me?"

Hobart glared at him and said, "Do you think I want to interfere? If it wasn't because you're my sister, I wouldn't have cared for your life and death!"

Maryanne asked in confusion, "Brother, I don't understand. You said before that you would support me for the rest of my life, but now you're anxious to push me out. Do you think that I'm a trouble like him?"

At the end of her words, she started to cry.

Upon hearing that, Hobart was both angry and heart-wrenching. Maryanne had actually compared him, her older brother who had lived with her for more than 20 years, with that bad guy who had been with her for less than a year?

Don't think that he would not dare to spank her now that she had grown up!

"I know that you still can't get over him, so I hurried to introduce others to you! In this world, the best way to cure a broken heart is to start a new relationship again. In this respect, I have experience, you should listen to me!"

It was not what she thought.

Maryanne's mood was much better than before, but she still refused to give in. "What if... I get hurt again?"

Hobart's heart softened as he looked into Maryanne's fearful eyes. He pulled her into his arms and patted her back, saying, "Don't worry. I'll personally check them out this time. I'll definitely choose someone you can entrust with for the rest of your life!"

"Brother..." Maryanne pulled at the clothes in front of him and made a strong request, "Anyway, I'll be the one who makes the final choice!"

"I understand. You can spend some time with them one by one. If you really don't feel good, I will change a new batch for you. I promise that you can choose until you are satisfied!"

Hobart said, then he thought of something, "But you have to promise me that you won't play tricks anymore, alright?"

Maryanne looked as if she didn't understand what he was saying. "When did I play tricks?"

Hobart lowered his eyes and looked at her. "Last time, you deliberately lowered the window to bask in the sun when Alexer was driving. Do you think I don't know?"

Hobart snorted when he saw Maryanne stuck out her tongue. "I didn't lecture you because you're sick. Do you really think I'm stupid? Do you think I can't tell?"

Maryanne hurriedly replied, "I know brother loves me, but I just couldn't hold back my feelings. Every time I think of you busily trying to get me married, I can't bear to part with you and our parents."

"Liar!" It was not that she was unwilling to part with them, but that bastard!

When Maryanne returned to her room, she saw the phone she had placed on her dressing table showing two missed calls.

They were all from Milton.

Holding her cell phone in one hand, she subconsciously walked to the window. Through the gap between the curtains, she saw the man who came to report every day downstairs.

Milton.

She silently called his name, and there was a struggle in her eyes.

As if their hearts were linked, the man downstairs suddenly raised his head and caught sight of Maryanne's slightly furrowed brows.

He probably thought that she didn't pick up his call on purpose.

Maryanne looked down at the missed calls and blinked helplessly.

She wanted to give him a reply so that he wouldn't misunderstand.

But on second thought, she thought it was none of her business that he misunderstood.

Maryanne was stunned.

"I took you for granted before, but now I'm so careful with you. I totally understand. I regret the feeling of being perfunctory every time. I really regret it..."

Listening to his confession, Maryanne's nose was a little sour. She said self-deprecatingly, "What's the point of talking about this now?"

Realizing that this topic was too heavy and that it might destroy the relaxation they had built up recently, Milton decided to change the topic. "Maryanne, I just saw four sports cars driving away from your garage. Did some relatives and friends come here?"

He didn't know this topic couldn't let Maryanne feel at ease. On the contrary, it made her nervous for a second. "They... they are all... my brother's friends."

Milton kept silent and asked, "It's your brother's friend but you were asked to entertain them?"

Maryanne was shocked. "How did you know?!"

"Didn't you say that? You went to the living room and accidentally left your mobile phone in the room. Not long after your brother's friend drove away, you had time to answer my phone. It seems that you returned to your own room after socializing with the guests."

A layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on Maryanne's arm and her voice became a little stammering. "Yes... I went out to engage in social activities, but it was just for a moment... it was all for my brother's sake."

This was the truth. If it was not for Hobart, she would not have bothered to meet those people.

Milton did not feel anything at first, but after listening to her explanation, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

When those sports cars drove out, he saw that it was all young men who were driving, and none of them were accompanied by female companion.

Could it be... it was what he was thinking?!