Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 855

Amelia took the milk and her cereal from the fridge and closed the door with her shoulder.

Seeing a flash of confusion and fear in Brittany's eyes, Amelia then said, "Instead of worrying about my affairs, you'd better spend more time on your future."

Brittany's heart sank. She felt as if Amelia had seen through her.

As a matter of fact, it was true.

Brittany was still inexperienced in the ways of the world, so all her expression were written on her face, she did not even know how to conceal her own emotions.

Amelia placed the milk and cereal on the table in the dining hall. She then pulled out a chair and sat down. While opening the milk bottle, she used her chin to signal Brittany to sit down on the empty chair opposite her, "If you don't mind, let's have a chat shall we?"

Brittany pursed her lips and said, "Don't talk to me like that. Who do you think you are?!"

Amelia shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't want to, we can stop talking about it. There's no need to be so aggressive. I just want to have my breakfast, so feel free to do what you want."

Seeing that Amelia did not pay any attention to her after saying this, Brittany was really triggered.

To uphold her rebellious spirit, Brittany sat on the opposite of Amelia and raised her chin to said impolitely, "What do you want to talk about, make it quick, don't waste my time!"

Amelia poured the milk into a ceramic bowl, then she grabbed a handful of cereal and put them into the bowl. After that, she stood up from the chair and walked towards the microwave.

Upon realizing that she had been ignored, Brittany was both angry and helpless. Just as she was about to explode, Amelia returned with her cereal and a pair of mittens. She took off the mitten and sat back down gracefully.

During the process, Amelia did not say a single word and it made Brittany depressed.

She glanced at Brittany from the corner of her eye and saw her staring at her. Amelia said slowly, "Do you want some? You may prepare it yourself."

Brittany slammed her fist on the table. "Amelia, don't go too far! You're the one who wanted to talk to me. Now that I'm right in front of you, you're telling me to make my own cereal? Are you trying to make a fool out of me!"

"I'm going too far?" Amelia laughed. "What did I do to make you feel that I've gone too far? Did I occupy your space? Or did I ate your food? "

Brittany blurted out, "Aren't you eating my food now?"

Amelia squinted at Brittany with her eyes full of sarcasm. "You said this is your food?"

Brittany knew that she had made an indiscreet remark and she pleaded "I..." guiltily.