Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1931

Maryanne replied, "No, I was very careful. My brother probably didn't discover it."

"That's good." Milton breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Was he here to persuade you to return home?"

"How did you know?"

Milton said, "He loves you so much. How could he let you wander outside for so long? If it weren't the top- ranked hotel you're staying in Northville, he would have come to persuade you to go home long ago."

Maryanne smiled. "You were born to be his brother-in-law. You know him so well."

Milton smiled and said, "So I guessed right? But you didn't agree to go back with him. Otherwise, you wouldn't pick up my call at the hotel now."

Maryanne could not bring herself to laugh. "Sigh, I can't hide anything from you. That's right, he left angrily once again. He even told me not to cry and beg him for mercy.

I guess he did not say that for nothing. Darling, you must not go out during this period of time. I am afraid that he will hurt you!"

Milton's voice turned cold. "I'm not afraid of him!"

"You're not afraid but I am! I'm still waiting for you to take me away after you've recuperated. What if you get injured again?" Maryanne said hurriedly. "I'm ordering you not to go against my brother head-on. Do you hear me?"

Maryanne's heart turned from worry to joy when Milton promised her. "That's right. I love you so much, dear!"

Milton replied, "Me too..."

Compared to her, he was still more reserved, but Maryanne was satisfied.

"By the way, my dear, I have something to discuss with you."

Hearing this, Milton's affectionate voice turned serious, "What's the matter?"

"It’s... it's just that during this period of time, I might not look for you. But don't worry, I still love you and I am not thinking of doing anything stupid. I just came up with an idea. Do you want to listen to it?" Maryanne said nervously, waiting for his reply.

Fortunately, Milton was not angry. "Well, you can tell me. I'll listen."

Maryanne calmed herself down and said, "You know, my brother has always wanted me to be with Jarvy. Jarvy has also lost his mind and came all the way to the hotel to pester me..."

The next second, Milton interrupted her in a deep voice. "Maryanne, I don't remember you saying that before."

"Ah?" Maryanne did not realize that she had accidentally exposed something.

Milton reminded her, "You told me before that Jarvy stopped pestering you and I don't need to worry about that."

"Ah!" Maryanne covered her mouth and laughed after a while. "That... I..."

"Maryanne, I'm disappointed that you didn't tell me the truth."

Frightened by Milton's serious tone, Maryanne immediately stammered, “I'm sorry!"

"Did he take advantage of you?"

Maryanne felt that if she replied with "yes", Milton would immediately go to beat Jarvy up with his crutch. She did not know why, but she was amused by this imagined scene.

Milton heard her and could not help but ask, "What are you laughing at? "

Maryanne replied subconsciously, "I'm laughing at how determined you are given your current state!"

Milton was speechless.

This time, Maryanne admitted her mistake herself before Milton could say anything. "I'm sorry!"

Milton sighed. "You're laughing so happily, so he must not have taken any advantage of you."

He subconsciously picked up the crutch placed beside him and walked to the door step by step.

Through the peephole, he saw two groups of people fighting outside the house, and the fight was so fierce.

Then, he recalled what Maryanne had told him on his phone. He thought that among these two groups of people, one of them must be sent by Hobart, and the other should be sent by Patrick to protect him secretly after Amelia told him to do so.

At the thought that Hobart had come to find trouble here, Milton recklessly reached out and pressed the door handle.

But the next second, he suddenly remembered that his mother was cooking in the kitchen. What if Hobart's men took the opportunity to rush in and hurt his mother?

For a moment, Milton's hands were frozen.

The two groups of people outside the peephole were still fighting fiercely, but in the end, the men sent by Patrick were stronger.

The five people easily defeated a dozen of Hobart's men.

Hobart's men were all depressed. "Who are you? We're not here to see you. Why are you attacking us?!"

"We are here under Mr. Patrick's orders to protect Mr. Cook in secret. Everyone has their own duties. If you hadn't secretly pried the door first, we wouldn't have touched you."

"Mr. Patrick?" Hobart's men were shocked.

"Are you referring to Patrick Hopper?!"

"Yes."

Hobart's men asked in confusion, "Why does he care about such trivial matters?"

"Mr. Cook is Mr. Patrick's friend. Is there anything wrong with us protecting him?"