Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 307

Hobart, being a smart guy, reacted instantly and deliberately pretended to be unhappy, "Well, you tricked me!"

"Hobart, who are you laughing so loud with?"

At the sound of the doorway, Amelia and Hobart's heads turned at the stime.

"Mom." Hobart called out.

"Mom?" Amelia questioned, but Hobart's mother thought she was being shy and called her "Mom".

Hobart's mother's eyes lit up when she saw Amelia, and then she walked towards Amelia so that she could talk

to her.

Unexpectedly, Amelia offered to get up and give her the chair.

Hobart's mother laughed even more as she asked Hobart, "Hobart, is this your friend?"

Hobart reached out and touched his head. "Yes, she cespecially after hearing that I've been hospitalized."

"Oh, that's great!" Hobart's mother was overjoyed, as if it was a happy thing for her son to stay in the hospital.

At this time, Amelia cto her senses and politely called Madam Smith "Aunty".

Madam Smith's frowned slightly. Wasn't this kid calling her "mom" the moment they met? Why did she change

her mind so quickly?

Was it because she looked so unkind?

Thinking of this, Madam Smith showed a friendly smile. She asked, "What should I call you?"

"You can callAmelia."

"Amelia?!" Hobart's mother sprang out of her chair and pointed at Amelia and screamed in disbelief, "You are

Amelia, who was framed by my Maryanne at the birthday party!"

Amelia watched as Madam Smith becoverly emotional and said soothingly, "Well... it's over and I'm not

trying to blMiss Maryanne Smith."

Madam Smith excitedly shook Amelia's hands and said, "What do you mean 'lt's over'? Did you know that the

flamingo brooch is only passed down to the men in our family, and since it fell into your bag, it proves that

you're connected to it..."

Glancing at Amelia's face, which had becembarrassed, Hobart coldly interjected, "Mom, do you want some

cherries after coming all this way?"

Madam Smith didn't react at first, and then when she saw the fruit basket on the bedside table, her eyes

widened and she said in surprise, "There really are cherries!"

The corner of Amelia's mouth twitched, "Auntie, will you let go offirst?"

"I'm sorry, | was a little excited just now." Madam Smith released her hand in an incoherent way.

Amelia shook her pinched hands, thinking that Madam Smith didn't like her and that's why she was grabbing her

with so much force.

Madam Smith stared at the cherries and suddenly asked Hobart, "Aren't you allergic to cherries?"

"They are brought by Amelia." Hobart smiled at Amelia, "Thanks, my mom loves cherries."

"What?" Amelia was confused but soon seemed to have understood something!

She carefully asked Madam Smith, "Madam Hobart, don't you hate apples the most and are even allergic to lily

flowers?"

As expected of Hobart's favorite woman, she knew her preferences so well, Madam Smith will definitely be very

happy if Amelia marries into The Smith Family in the future. Amelia gave Hobart a hard stare, and she sure was

fooled!

As Madam Smith went into the bathroom, Hobart said to Amelia, "I'm sorry, | didn't mean to lie to you."

Hobart said it with such sincerity that she could never tell which statement was true and which was not.

But this time, she would not trust him easily. "But you still lied to me!"

Hobart was depressed. "Lately my mom has been hoping that Maryanne and | will find a mate. | can't help it.

Maybe it's better to have a closer female friend than to still be a bachelor, so please givea hand. I'm just

asking to fake it with you anyway."

Amelia refused with a grimace, "Even if you asked, | wouldn't agree!"

"Humph, what is Patrick so good about that he deserves your loyalty?" Hobart really wanted to know what was

really going on inside her mind.

"You've asked that many times already. It's my own business. You don't need to be bothered."

After that, Amelia stood up and simply said, "It's getting late, and | have to get back to work. See you." so that's

it?

Hobart frowned, Amelia was really a heartless woman!

Going back to work was the excuse Amelia used to trick Hobart, but she was afraid that Madam Smith would be

too passional to let her go easily.

As Amelia walked away from him,

Hobart tried to pull her back by

pulling back the covers, but he was

pretending to be sick. If he had been

able to function normally, she wayld

have see though Heavickery

Hobart Ned that he approached

Amelia with the idea of "stealing

Patrick's woman for fun," but each

tAmelia gave him a taste of

defeat, and a proud man like him

would always try again if he failed. As

Hobart considered whether to

pretend to fall out of bed to get

Amelia to cback and help him,

he saw her standing at the doorway

of the bathroom, talking something

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"Aunt..." When Amelia was about to say goodbye to Hobart's mother, the door of the ward was pushed open

again.

Amelia looked back and immediately revealed an expression of the sshock as the comer. "Maryanne!"

"Amelia!"

The two of them met in a very

awkward situation when Madarpn

Smith Boks thecabbwiatdness by

shyihg; Maryanne, cand help