Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

“Here?” Amelia Wytte frowned.

The old butler turned around and asked, “is there any problem?”

Of course, there was a big problem. The warehouse in the backyard was usually used by the servant of the Clinton family to pile up the things. Since the things had been emptied recently, there was nothing else except for a wooden bed.

But

Realizing that it was Laura Kent’s idea, or perhaps Nicola Clinton had acquiesced in it, Amelia Wytte gritted her teeth and said, “no problem.”

After the housekeeper left, Amelia Wytte picked out a dress she didn’t usually wear and began to clean it up.

The warehouse was cleaned up, and there were many buckets of water in it.

It was not until it was completely dark that she reluctantly finished cleaning up. Then she collapsed on the bed because of tiredness.

As the night deepened, there was a rare silence outside. Looking through the window, it was dark outside. There was only a bright moon in the sky, hanging high, and almost no star could be seen.

After finishing her work, Nicola Clinton returned to his room and found that there were a lot of things in it.

Although it was neatly arranged, it was still particularly annoying when he looked at it.

He opened the wardrobe and saw many women’s clothes in addition to his own. His face suddenly turned cold.

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A servant immediately came in, lowering his head and trembling, “sir.”

Pointing at the things that came out of the room and the clothes in his wardrobe, Nicola Clinton asked with a straight face, “what’s going on? Who let you in? Whose things are these?”

His room had always been cleaned by the old housekeeper. Although there were no particularly important documents in the room, Nicola Clinton didn’t allow others to enter his room.

Not to mention that there were so many things all of a sudden.

The servant was frightened by his expression. he didn’t dare to hide anything and told him honestly, “it’s… it’s… it’s something from Miss Kent.”

Elena Kent?

Nicola Clinton frowned and asked, “what happened?”

“It’s the order of MRs. Kent.”

He frowned more tightly, and a deep sense of agitation slowly surged up in his heart.

At this moment, the sound of high heels came, and Elena Kent appeared at the door of the room.

She took a look at the trembling servant and immediately walked over. Standing next to Nicola Clinton, she asked in surprise, “what’s wrong? What happened?”

Nicola Clinton raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows. He waved his hand irritably and said to the servant, “you go downstairs first.”

The servant was relieved as soon as he got the order.

There were only two people left in the room, Nicola Clinton and Elena Kent. He turned around and asked, “why don’t you go back to your room?”

Elena Kent took a look at the furnishings in the room. Her things were neatly arranged in Nicola Clinton’s things, so it was impossible for him not to see them.

But he couldn’t figure out whether Nicola Clinton really didn’t know or just pretended not to.

“I… I’ll stay here tonight…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Nicola Clinton suddenly turned around. His tall figure directly shrouded her, and her face was gloomy and appalling.

Elena Kent’s heart skipped a beat.

She was also afraid of such a Nicola Clinton, but

If she missed this chance, there would be no such again. It was not easy for Laura Kent to come back and support him. She had to find a way to make love with Nicola Clinton during this period of time. Only in this way could she completely tie up with Nicola Clinton.

Looking up at the man’s Adam’s apple, Elena Kent blushed with shyness.

She suddenly lowered her head and said in a voice as low as the mosquito, “this is… It’s aunt’s idea. She wants us… To have a grandson as soon as possible so as to continue the incense for the Clinton family.”

It was true.

Nicola Clinton exhaled slowly.

Last time, Laura Kent’s proposal was rejected by him. He knew that she wouldn’t let it go, but he didn’t expect her to act first and report afterwards.

Nicola Clinton didn’t say anything for a long time. The room was a little quiet.

Elena Kent was also nervous, but she had already done this, and there was no room for retreat. She took a step forward and got a little closer to Nicola Clinton.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance slowly drifted away.

Frowning, Nicola Clinton took a step back unhappily.

Elena Kent gritted her teeth and lowered her head. “Then… I’ll take a shower first?”

Seeing that Nicola Clinton didn’t say anything, she thought that Nicola Clinton had acquiesced in it. She turned around, went to the wardrobe, picked a pajama and entered the bathroom.

After a long time, the fragrance gradually drifted away. Nicola Clinton frowned tightly and her frown finally eased a little.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. He took a look at it and felt restless again. He took his laptop and sat on the sofa, starting to deal with the company’s affairs again.

That was what Elena Kent saw when she came out of the bathroom.

Nicola Clinton was sitting upright in front of the sofa, neatly dressed, with a laptop in her hand and typing quickly without any expression on her face.

“Nicola.” She whispered in a sweet voice. If it were an ordinary man, he would probably feel his body soft just by hearing this voice.

But Nicola Clinton just looked up at her coldly and then lowered his head to focus on her laptop.

It seemed that there was something more attractive than her in the notebook.

Elena Kent bit her lips unwillingly.

She deliberately chose a pajama that accentuated her figure. Because she had just taken a shower, her body exuded an increasingly attractive fragrance, making her look even more charming.

But Nicola Clinton ignored it.

After hesitating for a while, Elena Kent walked towards Nicola Clinton and sat next to him.

The sofa beside her sank suddenly, and then the fragrance floated over again.

Nicola Clinton’s face darkened again.

He moved aside a little with his laptop and kept a distance from Elena Kent. Then he looked up at her and said, “you can go to rest now. I have some work to finish.”

“But…”

“You go to bed first.” Her voice was not loud, but with a sense of irresistible firmness.

Elena Kent’s heart skipped a beat. When she looked at Nicola Clinton’s dark and deep eyes, she didn’t dare to say anything in the end. She turned around and went back to her room.

Nicola Clinton didn’t finish his work until midnight.

He looked up at the bedroom, where the light was faint orange.