Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 435

Although sometimes Patrick was jealous of Amelia and Milton's relationship, he couldn't get the same. Amelia and Milton had been friends for more than 20 years. It seemed that except that they were impossible to get married and have children, they would do everything for each other naturally.

As Amelia's husband, no matter how much Patrick tried to stop that, it was all futile. In the end, it would only make him look petty.

Realizing what Amelia had said, Milton was touched and put on the slippers she had prepared him. "Amelia, you are really thoughtful."

"It's not that I'm too thoughtful. It's that you're too careless."

Clapping her hands, Amelia rose from the ground and noticed that there were only a pair of Milton's shoes at the door. She couldn't help asking, "Where is Sierra?"

"She went to the supermarket," Milton said.

Amelia nodded and turned to Patrick. "Mr. Hopper, don't stand at the door. Come in and have a seat."

Her words brought Patrick a delusion that Amelia was the hostess here. He had that feeling because from the moment she went into the house, she looked so familiar with this place, as if she had grown up here.

Patrick was right about that.

When Amelia was little, her mother had committed suicide. Milton's father had also died of illness when Milton was young. Given that Sierra had been a friend of Amelia's mother and she had been sorry about the fact that the two kids hadn't even had a friend to play with on weekends, she had often left Amelia in the Look's house. In the evening, Sierra even had had the two kids sleep together.

Over time, Amelia grew rather familiar with this house? It had almost become the second family in her life.

Many of her actions were made before she had realized what she was doing.

The three took their seats in the living room. Amelia asked Milton a few questions, such as whether he had had breakfast or medicine or if he was cold. Milton answered her questions one by one patiently. Only Patrick, who was sitting next to them, looked a little agitated.

Amelia and Milton did not speak or do anything intimate, but Patrick just couldn't get rid of the feeling of grievance that he was unable to get into their conversation.

"Speaking of which, Amelia, I heard that you've made your relationship public?" Milton turned the topic to Amelia.

Recalling what Patrick had said in the office yesterday morning and the kiss before he left, Amelia flushed and said a little shyly, "Yeah..."

Watching her happy look, the pain in Milton's eyes almost gave him away. That was why he got drunk last night. If Patrick didn't admit his marriage with Amelia, Milton could still lie to himself that their marriage didn't mean anything.

But reality gave him a blow. He had to admit that Patrick did seem to be serious about their relationship and that Amelia had fallen in love with Patrick a long time ago!

Noting Milton's disappointment, the uneasiness that had been haunting Patrick lessened a lot. It should be schadenfreude.

That was when the doorbell rang.