Outside the house, Amelia was frightened by Milton's slamming the door. "It doesn't make sense. When did Milton become so bad-tempered?" thought Amelia.
As if he had heard what she was thinking,
Patrick said malevolently, "When a man is that eager, either he is in a rush to get into the bathroom or to mate."
"Huh? You mean Milton and Maryanne are going to ma... bah... to have some quality time?"
She almost blurted that vulgar word out as Patrick did. Fortunately, she corrected herself in time. Otherwise, what would Milton and Maryanne become? Animals?
Patrick lied through his teeth, "What else can it be? Milton must have thought we are in his way being here. That's why he threw us out that eagerly."
"I see..." Amelia looked back at the house, and then asked Patrick, "Is it better if I come here less from now on?"
Patrick corrected her softly. "Instead of 'coming here less', you should stop coming here."
Amelia felt a little sorry. "But... after all, Milton is my best friend, and Sierra loves me very much. If I stop coming here, they would think that I'm ungrateful."
Patrick answered as if he had made a tough decision, "If you want to come over, tell me in advance. I'll come with you."
Amelia's eyes lit up. But at the thought that Patrick was very busy every day, she couldn't help asking, "Wouldn't it be a hassle for you?"
"Not at all." Patrick gave a brief answer. If his wife had run away with other guys, it would be a true hassle for him.
As for Milton and Maryanne—
On impulse, Milton dragged Maryanne into the house. When he realized what he had done, he hurried to let go of her hand and said in a fluster, "I'm sorry!"
Maryanne moved her wrist that was hurt by his grip and smiled surprisingly. "Why are you apologizing to me? It's not like I'm the one shut out of the house..."
That was precisely why he owed her an apolpgy!
Milton pinched the bridge of his nose and said with difficulty, "Maryanne, I'm very sorry for all the things I have done from last night till now. If possible, I hope you would forgive me and forget all of them. And can we stop being together?"
Maryanne sneered, "What's your opinion? What have you said in front of my parents and brother? You said you like me and want a long-term relationship with me! If we break up now, how should I explain it to my family?"
Milton hesitated at that. "I..."
Maryanne took the chance to push him further. "If you insist on breaking up with me, I'll call Sierra right now and tell her that our relationship has been a lie from the very beginning and that we did so because you want her to leave you alone!"
Milton's face darkened. "How dare you!"
"Of course I dare. It's not like you don't know what kind of person I am!" Maryanne said, regardless of the consequence, "Milton, you should consider it carefully. If Sierra finds out that you've been lying to her, she would always be skeptical whether you got a real girlfriend or not. If that's the case, why don't you continue your partnership with me? When I meet the man I like, I'll dump you in front of everyone. I'll return your freedom and stop pestering you!"
Milton stared at her significantly. "You promise?"
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