Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

Chapter 12



“Just say it.” Nicola Clinton said coldly.

Danver then replied, “she has been given an injection to bring down her fever. She’s fine now. I just don’t understand. Since you hate her so much, why did you bring her back? Just to torture her?”

“What? Even you feel sorry for her?” Nicola Clinton sneered and sipped his coffee leisurely.

“I don’t care. I’m afraid that someone will regret in the future.” Danver shrugged and prescribed some medicine for Amelia Wytte.

“She should be the one who should live in regret. If it weren’t for her, Bill would still be alive.” Hatred grew in Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes.

For so many years, Nicola Clinton couldn’t fall asleep and sometimes worked all night.

He had made great progress in her career, but her health was much weaker. No matter how hard he tried to persuade her, he was unwilling to fall asleep with the help of medicine.

The relationship between the three of them was no better than that of Danver

At that time, the arrogant and simple Amelia Wytt only focused on running after Nicola Clinton . Nicola Clinton seemed to be annoyed with her, but he had never lost his temper on her.

But it was not a coincidence that Bill Clinton also fell in love with that heartless girl, which made Nicola Clinton even more awkward.

At this point, even he, an onlooker, couldn’t tell whether Nicola Clinton hated her more or had other feelings for her.

“I don’t care what you want to do. Just let her have a good rest these days. Besides, I remind you that you’d better let her go to the hospital for a full examination. She is too weak.” Danver said casually.

But Nicola Clinton didn’t take it seriously.

Seeing his impatient look, Danver didn’t stay any longer and left with the medicine box.

Nicola Clinton left her room directly and asked Uncle Mark to give Amelia Wytte two days off on the premise of deducting her salary.

When Amelia Wytte woke up, it was already in the evening. Nicola Clinton had a business appointment and didn’t come back.

She struggled to get up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water, but Noah came in with chicken soup.

“Are you awake? You must be hungry after a whole day’s sleep. I made some chicken soup for you. Have a taste?” Noah said gently.

The lid was opened, and the fragrance instantly filled the room. Amelia Wytte sniffed.

She shook her head and said worriedly, “Put the soup back. If Mr. Clinton knows it, you will be implicated by me again.”

“Don’t worry. I bought the chicken in the market myself, and I borrowed the pot in the kitchen. Uncle Mark went back to his hometown after asking for leave. He won’t come back until tomorrow. Mr. Clinton has a business appointment tonight, and he won’t come back for one thirty.” Noah quickly filled a bowl for her and handed it to her.

At this point, she was too embarrassed to refuse her kindness. She took it and said, “thank you. There is still a lot . Let’s drink together.”

“Okay.” Noah agreed without hesitation. She also took the bowl and huddled with her on the edge of the bed.

Amelia Wytte smiled and took a sip of the chicken soup. It smelled strong and delicious.

“In fact, you look good when you smile. You should smile more.” Noah suddenly said.

Amelia Wytte was stunned. After a while, she asked tentatively, “they all said that I was a murderer. Aren’t you afraid of being so close to me?”

“Don’t be afraid. I don’t think you are that kind of person. There must be some misunderstanding.” Without any hesitation, Noah shook her head and said, “Besides, I think that the person Bill love is not bad either.”

“Yes, Bill has a good taste, but he shouldn’t love me.” Amelia Wytte’s eyes darkened and her nose twitched.

Noah patted her on the shoulder and said softly, “don’t worry. The truth will come out one day. We will be friends in the future. If you need any help, just let me know.”

“Okay.” Amelia Wytte nodded. The chicken soup in her bowl was more delicious.

After that, she told her something about Bill Clinton before leaving.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Amelia Wytte was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, but she couldn’t fall asleep. On the second day, she had to prepare breakfast in the kitchen with eye bags around her eyes.

However, Nicola Clinton didn’t come back last night, and even Uncle Mark didn’t return to the villa until near noon.

Seeing that Amelia Wytte was about to fall at any time, he drove her back to her room.

This afternoon, she had a good sleep and her body was almost recovered.

When Nicola Clinton came back, she had already prepared the food and waited in the living room.

They were Nicola Clinton ‘s favorite food. He had thought that Nicola Clinton would not be picky about it, but his face darkened at once.

“Did you make all these things?” He looked at Amelia Wytte coldly.

“Yes, is there any problem?” She nodded.

Nicola Clinton didn’t answer, but poured all the dishes into the trash can.

“Amelia Wytte, stop your wishful thinking. Do you think I can let you go by doing these things? It’s impossible!” He stared at her fiercely.

“I’m just doing my own work. Why do you think I’m a calculating woman?” Amelia Wytte couldn’t figure out how she had offended him again.

Or, no matter what she did, in his eyes, she had an ulterior motive.

“I think you are more suitable for working in a nightclub. Anyway, seducing men is also your strong point, isn’t it?” Nicola Clinton sneered, word by word stabbing into her heart.

Amelia Wytte frowned and bitterness spread in her heart.

Biting her lips, she imitated his tone and responded, “yes, you’re right. Since you know it so clearly, why did you bring me back from the nightclub? Is it possible that the president of the Clinton Group is also as wanton as those men?”

“Clap!”

Amelia Wytte heard a loud noise. When she calmed down, she found that Nicola Clinton slapped on the pillar behind her.

He almost hit her in the face.

“I warn you, don’t challenge my bottom line again and again! From now on, without my permission, you are not allowed to step into the front yard, let alone appear in front of me!” His eyes were malicious and warning.

That was exactly what she wanted. She replied quickly, “Okay, thank you.”

After saying that, she didn’t care about the mess on the table and went straight to the backyard.

Anyway, her room was close to the yard, which was very convenient for her.

Nicola Clinton , on the other hand, was more irritated and annoyed when he saw her relieved look. He shook his sleeve and locked himself in the study.

Not far away, looking at the backs of the two people who were gradually fading away, Noah frowned slightly and there was a hint of slyness in her eyes.


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