Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

There were many people waiting at the bus station. Every time a bus came, these people would rush up.

Amelia Wytte didn’t crowd with them. She took two steps back a little. She didn’t arrive at the best waiting place until the other people waiting at the bus station were almost empty.

A car slowly stopped in front of her.

Before Amelia Wytte could open the door carefully, Nicola Clinton came out with a low pressure. Before Amelia Wytte could speak, he asked with a serious face, “who allows you to come out without permission?”

Amelia Wytte was stunned and looked at the passenger seat subconsciously.

Although there was a dark glass between them, she still vaguely saw Elena sitting there.

At this time, the window was rolled down, and the face of Elena was clearly seen. Her lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes were clearly full of ridicule and ridicule.

Amelia Wytte straightened her waist subconsciously.

“I asked for leave from Uncle Mark .” She said.

Nicola Clinton still looked very unhappy. He gave off a cold aura all over his body.

Amelia Wytte thought for a while and added, “although I’m a servant of Clinton family , there is no law that says servants have no right to ask for leave, right?”

A cold light flashed in Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes, and then he sneered.

When he was about to speak, the door of the passenger seat opened. Elena came over and quickly approached, almost clinging to Nicola Clinton . From the point of view of Amelia Wytte, she was snuggling up to Nicola Clinton .

“Don’t be angry. She’s right. Maybe there’s really something urgent. Maybe she is meeting someone” said Elena softly, tugging at Nicola Clinton ‘s sleeve

She was lying.

This station was the bus station of the hospital. Generally, the people waiting for the bus here were basically just out of the hospital.

Although Elena Kent had discovered this, she still pretended to know nothing.

“Who are you meeting?” After chewing on these words, Nicola Clinton sneered, grabbed the wrist of Amelia Wytte and was about to pull her into the car.

Amelia Wytte was shocked by his sudden move. When she came to her senses, she immediately struggled violently, “what are you doing?”

“What am I ?” Nicola Clinton sneered again, “you left the Clinton family without my permission. What do you think I’m going to do? Of course I’ll take you back!”

“Let go of me!” How could Amelia Wytte keep a straight face? She stubbornly argued with him, “I said I asked for leave. Let go of me!”

Of course, Elena Kent didn’t want Nicola Clinton to take Amelia Wytte with him. At this time, she also persuaded, “how about letting the driver send him back? Didn’t we agree to go to the shopping mall? I still want to go shopping and buy something, okay…”

Before he could finish his words, Nicola Clinton shoved Amelia Wytte into the passenger seat.

Seeing that her seat had been occupied, Elena ‘s eyes darkened and she was about to say something, but she happened to see the cold side face of Nicola Clinton and his gloomy face.

She trembled and bit her lips, not daring to say anything.

At this time, Nicola Clinton had already got on the car first. Seeing that he was about to close the door, Elena could do nothing but open the back seat and get in.

She happened to be sitting in the back row of Amelia Wytte. She could vaguely see the top of Amelia Wytte through the seat. The more she did so, the angrier and jealous she was.

She tightly pinched her palm, and the resentment in her eyes was almost visible.

Amelia Wytte!

Elena cursed the name in her mind.

Nicola Clinton drove very fast, as if he was venting his anger. He staggered all the way back to the Clinton family . As soon as he opened the door and got out of the car, Amelia Wytte felt a stomachache.

She quickly covered her heart, turned her head and bent over, retching in the grass beside.

She tossed and turned for a long time, but she didn’t vomit anything.

However, the racing just now made Amelia Wytte more uncomfortable.

However, Nicola Clinton didn’t show any mercy. He grabbed the wrist of Amelia Wytte, dragged him into the villa of the Clinton family , and turned to tell the servants standing aside.

“Go and call the Butler in.” His tone was fierce. Anyone who knew him could tell that he was definitely in a bad mood at the moment.

The servant trembled all over. Although she didn’t know why Nicola Clinton called the Butler over, she didn’t dare to delay and went out to look for the old butler.

The housekeeper was soon led into the villa by the servant.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

When she came over from a distance, she saw her face pale. She was dragged by Nicola Clinton and stood in Amelia Wytte.

He paused for a moment and seemed to understand something. Then he regained his composure and walked in slowly. He stopped in front of Nicola Clinton and bowed to him. “Sir.”

Nicola Clinton shook Amelia Wytte with all his strength. She felt uncomfortable all over her body and was about to fall. At this time, she was even thrown by Nicola Clinton .

She almost fell down.

Fortunately, someone quickly reached out to help her, so that she wouldn’t fall awkwardly.

Amelia Wytte barely stood firm. Before she could say anything, Nicola Clinton asked, “did you permit her leave?”

Obviously, he was asking Uncle Mark .

Uncle Mark had guessed what Nicola Clinton wanted to ask at the beginning. Now, even though he saw the cruelty all over Nicola Clinton ‘s body, he still looked calm.

He nodded and admitted, “yes.”

Nicola Clinton ‘s face darkened, “who allows you to give her a leave? Uncle Mark , you have served at Clinton family for so many years. Don’t you know what you should do and what you shouldn’t do?”

Uncle Mark lowered his head and said nothing.

He had served the Clinton family for so many years. As the old housekeeper of the Clinton family , his duty and task was to make an overall arrangement of the servants of the whole Clinton family .

Obviously, it was within his duty to approve a servant’s leave.

But Nicola Clinton didn’t think so.

In other words, in Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes, Amelia Wytte was not just a simple servant.

Nicola Clinton was still angry, especially when he saw Amelia Wytte standing there like a wooden stake.

The colder his expression became, the more impatient he waved his hand and said, “go and get the punishment yourself. Besides, Uncle Mark , you have to remember your identity. Don’t do anything that will cross your own identity!”

Uncle Mark looked calm, not angry after being implicated by Amelia Wytte.

He answered calmly, turned around and went out to receive the punishment.

Amelia Wytte pinched her palm tightly and stared at the ground on her toes. She couldn’t tell what kind of feeling it was for a moment.

He would teach her a lesson so that she could remember her identity all the time.