Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 548

Four days later, in the special ward of a random hospital.

Maryanne was leaning against the headboard while she looked out of the window and daydream. The doctor was

secretly worried about her as they look at her elegant but skinny face.

At this moment, a nurse walked in and whispered to Maryanne, "Miss Smith, Mr. Cook is here to see you."

Maryanne turned her head and gave the nurse a quiet glance. She then nodded gently.

The nurse turned around and invited Milton in. Then she stood behind the doctor.

After exchanging a few words with Milton about Maryanne's condition, the doctor turned to Maryanne and said

softly, "Miss Smith, you two carry on. If you do need any help, please do not hesitate to call me." Maryanne

nodded.

After the nurse left with the doctor, Milton pulled a chair and sat next to Maryanne. He asked in a pitying tone,

"Are you feeling better?"

Maryanne looked at him with smiley eyes, "Why do you have to askthis every day?"

He glanced at her palm on the quilt which was tightly wrapped in gauze. He said bluntly, "Because | feel

distressed."

Maryanne lowered her head and laughed, her voice was filled with loneliness, "You didn't tell my brother and

parents about the condition of my hand, didn't you?"

"No, | didn't. | said that you've gone on a trip and will be back in a while," Milton said.

"That's good..." Maryanne nodded. "In a couple of days, I'll video call them when | feel better. I'll make sure

they're completely at ease."

"Okay. By the way, after all these days, I've never asked you about... who were those people who kidnapped

you?" Milton asked.

Maryanne stared into his eyes and asked in an inaudible tone, "Didn't the other party tell you who they are?"

Milton's eyes flashed. "No, they toldon the phone that you offended a big shot and they wanted to teach you

a lesson in private. When | heard this | went searching for you in a hurry but I'm still late. Maryanne, | am very

sorry about this."

Maryanne asked in an unusually calm tone, "But I didn't tell them your phone number. How did they get in touch

with you?"

Milton paused for a moment and said with his eyes obscured, "Since they're a big shot, it shouldn't be difficult

forthem to find my contact. Maryanne, why didn't you call the police after what happened? Why did you choose

to stay in the hospital quietly and hide from your relatives?"

Maryanne lowered her gaze and thought for a moment before saying, "It's because my conscience isn't at ease."

Milton looked puzzled and asked, "Not at ease?"

Maryanne tried to cover the truth and said, "Don't ask, you won't want to know."

"That's fine than. I'll respect your decision." Milton looked at her tenderly.

Maryanne pursed her lips and took the initiative to say, "The doctor said that with the current situation of my

hand right now the chance of full recovery isn't high. I'm thinking... Why don't we just break up." Milton asked

incredulously, "What did you say?"

Maryanne crestfallenly looked at her own hand. "My hand will not recover anymore. Don't you mind that?"

"I don't mind."

Hearing Milton's reply, Maryanne's lips curled into a smile but her expression was desolated. "But | mind. | feel

that I'm not good enough for you."

Milton wanted to hold her hand but because of her injury, he changed his mind and held her shoulder. "Don't say

that. You are at the most difficult tin your life. | will definitely accompany you through it." Maryanne was

touched but she could not help saying, "But... | still can't. My hand has beclike this. It's okay if | cover it up a

little. But my family would definitely know about it sooner or later if | kept it covered. | don't want to scare them."

"Then... do you have any ideas?" Milton asked.

"I want to leave Northville and go to a place where | don't have to cback so often," Maryanne said these

words very quickly, which means that she had already planned this for a long time.

Suddenly Milton remembered what Hobart had told him before. Maryanne was a girl who relied heavily on

others. She did not possess any great abilities. She would fail nine out of ten tries, he wanted Milton to take good

care of her.

But now, this willful and weak young lady had told him that she wanted to leave Northville and the Smith Family

that she relied on heavily. Milton found it funny but Maryanne's expression was telling him that she was serious.

Seeing that Milton went silent for a long time, Maryanne smiled in understanding and said, "I know, Northville is

your hometown. You have your mother here... the one you love and you have a very promising job. If you can't

give up and let go, you can stay here. Since we've been using each other, it's nothing if we end our relationship

now. If my family asked, I'll tell them I have no feelings for you anymore. That's the end for us."

Milton said, "Alright then, After the festive, | have a chance to develop in England. You can cwithif you

want to. It would be better as we can take care of each other. After all, it's better than being alone in a strange

city without any relatives. What do you think?"

Maryanne's pupils trembled. "But don't you think I'll trouble you?"

Milton said positively, "Not at all, I'm happy to take care of you."

Maryanne did not ask why he treated her so well. Instead, she played along and asked, "Then that's a deal

then?"

"Well, it's a deal!" As he had persuaded her, Milton felt relieved.

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"It's fine." Milton looked at her suspiciously. Was this really Maryanne? Why did she suddenly becobedient

and sensible?

Did she repent? Or was she putting on an act for him to see?

Suppressing the confusion in his heart, Milton thought that he would have more tin the future, and he could

slowly see her real colours.

Later, Milton stayed in the ward for a long tand only left quietly after Maryanne lay down due to tiredness.

As soon as the door was closed, Maryanne immediately popped her eyes open.

Was this man who comforted her with soft words really the sperson who threatened to kill her?

Gazing at the door that was between her and Milton, Maryanne's eyes were already filled with tears. Forget it,

cause she owe him.

Maryanne knew that Patrick had deliberately let her hear their conversation in order to make her suffer. He did

this because she had hurt the woman he cared about the most.

And he had clearly done it. Right now, she was living a life worse than death...

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