Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1821

"Those who have done bad things must be punished!" Hobart emphasized to everyone.

Maryanne's answer was, "Alright, brother. Send me to the police station first. I almost caused some physical harm to Amelia. I'd like to see how the police will judge!

Then, you can look into Milton's responsibility. However, he wasn't the one who hurt my hand. He lied to me at most in the beginning. Is it a crime?"

Hobart choked on his breath. The veins on his forehead stood out and he roared, "Somebody, send the guest away!"

Tony and Jazmin did not stop him. After all, they did not want to see Milton anymore.

As for Maryanne, they could slowly talk to her. They believed that she would understand sooner or later.

A maid immediately stepped forward and said, "Mr. Look, please."

Maryanne stood up first, then helped Milton up and said to him, "Let's go."

Milton held her little hand tightly and nodded.

Seeing that Maryanne was going to leave with Milton, Hobart could not help but shout, "Where are you going with him?"

If she dared to reply with a "elope", he would break her legs immediately!

Maryanne said, "Brother, he was beaten up by you. I want to send him to the hospital."

Hobart felt a ball of fire "swiping" at his throat and he could not help but say, "Is there anyone who humiliates herself like you? No wonder no one wants you. This is the reason! Bitch!"

Maryanne had never been scolded so harshly by Hobart before, and she could not help but be stunned.

Milton changed the principle of not fighting or retorting back and shouted at Hobart, "Hobart, watch your mouth! She's not me, she's your sister!"

Hobart looked at him coldly... Oh no, it should be them. "Yes, it's because she's my sister that I decided to scold her and wake her up!"

Maryanne snapped back to reality. Her eyes dimmed as she pulled on Milton's clothes and said softly, "Let's go."

Milton looked at her worriedly but saw her shaking her head at him. He could not help slowly loosening his fist.

"Maryanne," Hobart said decisively. "If you follow him out of this house today, then don't ever come back again!"

"Hobart..." Both Tony and Jazmin's hearts trembled. This was not what they had agreed on!

Hobart raised his hand to stop them from speaking.

Seeing that he had successfully stopped Maryanne, Hobart added, "Also, I will break off my relationship with you. I'm asking you, do you still want to leave with him?"

Noticing that Maryanne's petite body was shaking violently, Milton suddenly turned around and said to Hobart, "You don't have to force her to make a choice between you and me. I'll go on my own."

Then, Milton raised his hand to hold Maryanne's thin shoulder and said softly, "Maryanne, you stay at home. I'm fine."

He was not here to take Maryanne away from the Home of Smith, but to make amends.

If he took Maryanne away, the Home of Smith's hatred of him would only rise to another level. He had nothing to say, but he was worried that Maryanne would not be able to take it.

After pacifying Maryanne, Milton was about to leave when she suddenly reached out and pinched his shirt. Although her voice was soft, it was clear. "Will you support me?"

Milton was stunned for a moment and replied in a loud voice, "Yes!"

"Maryanne left... She really left..."

Jazmin stared blankly in the direction where her daughter had disappeared. She grabbed Hobart's hand and started sobbing.

Although Hobart did not cry, he was not far away from crying.

He had never expected Maryanne to leave even after he said that.

Was the man she liked so good? She was so sure that she could be happy with him?

Hobart subconsciously looked at the military knife in his hand. The cold blade reflected the failure of his face...

*

In the consulting room of the hospital.

At this time, there was a pair of strange-looking couple inside. The man was in a neat suit, but his face was almost swollen like a pig's head. The woman was wearing pajamas, looking untidy but beautiful.

At this time, the woman asked, "Doctor, how is he?"

"They're all external injuries." The doctor asked the patient, "Mr. Cook, in addition to your face, is there anywhere else that you feel uncomfortable?"

Milton was afraid that Maryanne would worry, so he said, "No."

Maryanne said, "Doctor, don't listen to his nonsense! There are so many injuries on his body. Take off his clothes and take a look."

Seeing that the doctor was really ready to take off his clothes, Milton hurriedly said, "No, I'll do it myself."

After he took off his jacket, a thin layer of muscles appeared. His body was not that muscular, but more like a young man's.

*

After returning to the Home of Cook, Sierra, who had just recovered from the fever, heard that her son came to see her with his girlfriend. Before she had time to be happy. Milton showed up with a face full of injuries, and her smiling face suddenly collapsed halfway.

She turned to look at Maryanne, who was wearing a pair of pajamas and a pair of slippers. She did not look like her usual bright and beautiful self at all.

"Son, Maryanne, did you guys get robbed halfway?" she asked in a low voice.

After Milton gave Maryanne a "leave it to me” look, he first helped her to the sofa and sat down. Then, he made her a cup of tea and said, "Mom, no matter what I say later, I hope you can hold on."

[Don't faint.] Milton added in his heart.

When she heard his words, she became even more nervous. "Son, did you offend someone?"

"No, mother, listen to me..." In the following time, Milton repeated what he had said when he went to the Home of Smith. Sierra's expression was also shocked, angry, contradictory, and distressed. She raised her hand several times and then put it down.

When the last word fell, Milton took the initiative to put his face close to Sierra's hand and said, "Mom, I've told you everything. If you're angry, just hit me. Don’t get sick."

Upon hearing that, Sierra pointed at Milton's head and burst into tears. "What are you doing?"

Milton's eyes turned red from silence. He was finally able to let go of his suppressed emotions in the Home of Smith.

In fact, he was also in pain when he was beaten. He also felt wronged when he took all the responsibilities. He was also afraid when Hobart took the knife and tried to stab him, but he could not let the Home of Smith discover this.

Maryanne had taken her hand out of her pocket when Milton told her the truth.

She looked at Sierra, who was crying even more than her mother, and said nervously, "Aunt Sierra, blame me if you want to. It's all because of me."

Her shoulders trembled and she turned to look at Maryanne. "...let me have a look at your hand."

Maryanne obediently reached out her hand.

When Sierra saw what was happened, she immediately slapped on Milton’s body. "You!"

Maryanne was someone else's daughter. She could only hit her own son!

Maryanne cried in pain. "Aunt Sierra, hit me if you want to! I know, Amelia is like your own daughter, knowing that she was pushed down the stairs by me. You must be very angry!

But can you stop venting your anger on Milton? He's been beaten so badly by my brother. Please don't hit him anymore... I beg you..."

"Maryanne, I'm fine!" Milton comforted her. "Mom, yes! You should hit me like this, as long as you can vent your anger!"