Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

It must be Elena Kent who left the light on purpose.

Nicola Clinton took a look outside the suite. After a moment of silence, he finally chose to spend the night on the sofa.

The next morning, it was bright.

Elena Kent woke up in a daze and touched the other side of the bed. It was indeed cold, and there was no trace of anyone lying on it.

She was a little upset that she couldn’t hold on last night and fell asleep while Nicola Clinton was still working.

When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw a quilt on the sofa in the coat room. Elena Kent immediately understood what was going on, but became more and more annoyed. They were in the same room, but Nicola Clinton was willing to sleep on the sofa. he didn’t even want to touch her!

“Nicola?” She called the suite several times, but no one answered.

So she opened the door and called a servant casually, “where is Nicola?”

“Miss Kent.” The servant bowed respectfully to him and said, “Mr. Nicla asked the cook to make breakfast early in the morning and has gone to the company after that.”

he left?

Elena Kent stamped her feet angrily.

She happened to see Amelia Wytte coming from the backyard from a distance. The feeling of unwillingness surged in her heart and lingered for a long time.

She suddenly turned her eyes and thought of something. She waved at the servant and said, “you go downstairs first.”

After returning to the room, the material pinched several red marks on its neck in front of the mirror.

After thinking for a while, she picked a dress with V collar. She looked at herself in the mirror for a while and nodded. Obviously, she was very satisfied.

As soon as Amelia Wytte entered the villa, she was stopped by Noah. She asked her to clean the corridor on floor 2.

She lifted the broom and went upstairs. Suddenly, the door of Nicola Clinton’s room was opened.

Subconsciously, Amelia Wytte took a look at her and was stunned.

Elena Kent, in a black dress with a V collar, walked out with sparkling eyes. When she walked out, she even flipped her hair inadvertently, looking more charming.

However, the most important thing was that

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Amelia Wytte’s eyes darkened.

Elena Kent noticed the faint smile on her face. When she walked towards Amelia Wytte, she suddenly felt her legs weak and barely stood against the wall.

She put her hands on her waist and said to Amelia Wytte, “come and help me.”

Amelia Wytte pursed her lips and put an arm on her hand.

As she helped Elena Kent out of the room, she seemed to say casually, “Nicola doesn’t know how to be tender to women at all. I was exhausted last night.”

Amelia Wytte pressed her lips harder.

Elena Kent was still nagging, but she didn’t listen to him. The words she had just said kept ringing in her mind.

As she was absent-minded, she didn’t notice that when she went downstairs. Elena Kent suddenly pounced forward. Fortunately, Amelia Wytte reacted in time and reached out to support her.

Elena Kent stood still with a long face. As soon as she heard the scold, she was overwhelmed by it.

“What’s wrong with you?” Laura Kent stepped forward and scolded, “you broke Elena’s arm. Can you take the responsibility?”

“Sorry…”

“Sorry?” Laura Kent snorted and was about to continue cursing Amelia Wytte when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the red marks on the necks of the two women. She changed her mind immediately.

She reached out and held Elena Kent over. “You silly girl. How can you let this woman help you?”

She glanced at Elena Kent’s belly and said, “what if something happens to the baby of our Clinton family?”

“Oh, Auntie!”

Hearing this, Amelia Wytte felt bored. She turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Laura Kent.

“Where are you going?”

Amelia Wytte, “it’s getting late. I should go to work.”

“Work?” Laura Kent snorted, “you don’t have to go there anymore. It’s enough to have Elena in the company. As for you…”

She thought for a while and said, “I’m going to the shopping mall to buy something later. You can go with me and help me carry my bags.”

Amelia Wytte was about to refuse, but Laura Kent looked at her and asked, “why can’t I, the lady of the Clinton family, order you, a servant?”

She was silent for a moment, and then lowered her head. “Yes.”

After breakfast, Laura Kent asked the driver to drive her to a shopping mall, which was a large luxury shopping mall nearby. Some rich women in the capital often went shopping there.

From the jewelry store on the 1 floor, Laura Kent had scanned a lot of goods.

Logically speaking, as the old lady of the Clinton family, she had her name and consumption records in all major shopping malls. The saleswomen in such kind of shopping malls were eager to ask her to go shopping, so they could deliver the goods to her door.

However, Laura Kent didn’t allow Amelia Wytte to carry everything she bought.

She glanced at Amelia Wytte arrogantly and said, “carry it for me. All the things in it are valuable. You can’t afford to lose any of them.”

Under the saleswoman’s contemptuous and sympathetic gaze, Amelia Wytte tightened her grip and silently followed Laura Kent.

It was not until noon that the shopping mall began to sweep goods. It was not until she was about to lose her feet that Laura Kent seemed to be merciful. “Well, find a cafe and have a rest.”

There was a coffee shop not far away from them. Perhaps Laura Kent was tired after walking for a long time, so she didn’t find fault with it and walked over first.

Amelia Wytte put the bags away and hadn’t had a rest yet.

Laura Kent leaned against the chair again and ordered, “come here and massage my shoulders.”

Amelia Wytte didn’t hear what Laura Kent said clearly and looked at her in astonishment.

But she quickly became impatient and raised her voice, “what? Don’t you understand what I’m saying? It doesn’t look like you are working as a maid in a relationship?”

People from all directions looked at them and whispered from time to time.

Amelia Wytte blushed, not because she was shy, but because she was angry.

This was far more than what she needed to work as the servant of the Clinton family – Laura Kent was simply humiliating her.

Her back, which was bent because of excessive exhaustion, suddenly straightened up.

Amelia Wytte stood straight and looked straight into Laura Kent’s eyes. “I won’t.”

“What did you say?”

She paused and said firmly, “I don’t know how to massage. Even if I can, MRs. Kent shouldn’t have been my job, so I won’t give you a massage.”

She didn’t expect that Amelia Wytte would refuse her in public. Laura Kent was so angry that she slammed the coffee cup on the table.

She stood up and slapped Amelia Wytte across the face.

“I think you are so rebellious!”