Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 529

Sierra said with seriousness, "Yes, I have the same thought at first. The first several blind dates I arranged for Milton were rebuffed with all kinds of excuses."

"Only when it was Maryanne that he was willing to accept it. I thought he had finally gotten over you. I was happy for a while."

"But I did not expect that it was your name that he called for when he got sick." Sierra added.

"I thought that this was bad. Could it be that because Maryanne is similar to you in some ways, so Milton regards her as your..."

Amelia had goose bumps. Could what Sierra wanted to say be 'your substitute'?

But that should not be the case. Other than being of the same sexuality, Amelia could not find any other similarity that she shared with Maryanne.

"Aunt Sierra, don't think too much. Maryanne and I are very different."

"I'm even more paranoid when you say that! You see, Milton has liked the type of girls like you for twenty years. How could he fall in love with another type all of a sudden?"

Amelia choked with a gulp in her throat and said, "Maybe...he grew tired of this type and wanted to change things up a little?"

"Do you believe what you said?" Sierra asked her back.

"I..." Amelia began to feel conflicted.

"Milton likes you, but that's not terrible. What's terrible is that he knows you have somewhere where you belong now, but he still insists on being obsessive over you. Amelia, tell me, what should I do to make him give up on you?"

Amelia was silent. She was baffled by Milton and Sierra's words.

On one hand, Milton told her that he liked Maryanne, but was not ready for marriage. On the other hand, Sierra was telling her that Milton still had feelings for her. Who should she believe?

Seeing that Amelia's head was swimming, Sierra took a step back and said, "Well, I'll give Milton more time so that he and Maryanne can better know each other. I hope that they can have a better ending in the future when marriage is mentioned again."

Hearing Sierra, Amelia's heart was relieved. She thought to herself, "I've delivered the message Milton wants me to convey, so it's time for me to go back. I guess that peevish Patrick doesn't have the patience to wait any longer either."

"Aunt Sierra, it's about time. I'll come and see you and Milton another day."

"Okay, I'll send you off." As soon as she stood up from her chair, she swayed involuntarily on the spot.

Amelia quickly reached out to hold her and assisted her to the bed. She said sensibly, "You've over stressed for Milton these two days. Take a rest. We can go back by ourselves."

With her eyes tightly closed, Sierra felt powerless and said, "Alright..."

After saying goodbye to Sierra out of worry, Amelia closed the door gently.

When Amelia turned around, Maryanne was behind her!

Maryanne's head was lowered, and her luscious eyelashes cast a shadow over her face. Her waist was bound taut as if she was a beast that was ready to pounce any time.

Amelia was taken aback by surprise at first. After calming down, she asked, "Maryanne? When did you come?"

Maryanne didn't reply.

Seeing that Maryanne ignored her, Amelia went around her and was about to turn to go down the stairs.

The next second, Maryanne's voice rang in her ears like the storm that had been brewing was finally unleashed. "Aunt Sierra said... I'm your substitute?"

Amelia almost passed out from fright!

Just as she was about to reach the top of the stairs, Amelia heard footsteps approaching her from behind.

She looked back in alarm. "Maryanne, what are you trying to do?"

Maryanne's hand was raised in mid-air, seemingly out of character. The expression on her face was also strange, making Amelia feel chill down her back.

After a long while, Maryanne said in a cryptic tone, "I saw a strand of hair on your shoulder. I wanted to take it off for you."

Would Maryanne be so kind? Amelia was doubtful. "Don't tell me you're trying to push me down the stairs?"

Her words seemed to have triggered a switch on Maryanne. Her eyes turned ice cold, and she pushed her arms outwards, hitting Amelia square in her shoulder blades.

Amelia's body shook violently, her high heels screeched from friction as they chafed against the ground...

With constricted pupils, Amelia could clearly hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears. At this moment, a terrible silence surrounded her. Maryanne stood in a safe position and murmured, "When you're gone, Milton will finally notice me."

The next second, Amelia fell straight back. She did not want to give up, so she reached out her hand, but there was nothing for her to grab onto...

Maryanne watched as Amelia asked for help, flaying her limbs, all without any hint of emotion on her face.

Maryanne had used all of her strength just now, so Amelia did not only fall or roll down. Instead, she crashed down forcefully, as if she had plunged off a cliff...

"All is well. Once this is over, there won't be much pain in the future anymore," Maryanne thought, her feelings jumbled up.

Hearing the whistling sound of the wind in her ears, Amelia shut her eyes in despair.