Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

The sudden ringing of the phone startled Amelia Wytte. When she came to her senses, she found that there was a phone hanging at the door.

She got out of bed and answered the phone quickly. Her throat was still a little dry because of the dream just now. “Hello?”

“Send the coffee to the study in ten minutes.”

It was Nicola Clinton ‘s cold and deep voice.

“Okay, I know…” before she finished her words, the line was disconnected.

Although he was already very impatient with her, he still had to torture her in different ways.

He didn’t change at all.

With a faint smile, she casually put on a thin shirt and quickly made a cup for him.

“Come in.” The man said.

Amelia Wytte tightened her grip on the door and pushed it in.

At two o’clock in the morning, Nicola Clinton was still wearing a white shirt. Several buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his delicate collarbone. Different from the day, his hair was scattered in front of his forehead, and a pair of gold rimmed glasses was set on the bridge of his nose, which was less fierce and oppressive.

“Coffee you want.” Amelia Wytte went forward and put the coffee cup in front of him.

Nicola Clinton looked up at her indifferently and said in disgust, “is this your attitude as a servant?”

Hearing this, Amelia Wytte stopped what she was doing. After a while, she said, “Sir, the coffee you want is ready.”

This time, Nicola Clinton took it.

He took a sip, and the sweetness was moderate.

For so many years, she still remembered his taste.

He frowned slightly, put the cup back on the tray and said pickily, “it’s sweet.”

“I’ll be careful next time.” Amelia Wytte replied in a low voice, knowing that he did it on purpose.

Her pride and arrogance had been worn out in prison day after day. What she needed to do now was to save money, cure her illness and find out the truth.

Looking at her obedient look, Nicola Clinton felt inexplicably irritable, and his tone became more and more impatient. “Get out!”

“Yes, sir.” Amelia Wytte nodded and left with the tray. When she turned around, she stumbled over the carpet and fell forward.

With a crisp sound, the cup fell, and Amelia Wytte fell to the ground. The coffee just splashed on her chest, and the thin fabric of her pajamas, now fully highlighted the glory inside.

Coincidentally, she was facing Nicola Clinton , who also raised his head at this moment.

All of a sudden, disgust filled the man’s eyes in Amelia Wytte.

“Sorry, I’ll clean it up right away.” She tidied up her coat and stood up quickly.

However, Nicola Clinton moved faster than her. He directly went forward and grabbed her chin, looking at her with malicious eyes.

“Amelia Wytte, are you so cheap?”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Amelia Wytte replied in a hoarse voice.

Nicola Clinton sneered and said, “You fell down and wetted your clothes on purpose. What kind of honey trap do you want to play in front of me?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand, and Amelia Wytte fell back to the ground heavily. Her elbow just hit the corner of the table, and she gasped in pain.

But what hurt her more was her broken heart.

“Of course I don’t deserve it. Since there are so many servants in the villa, why do you ask me to come here? Or do you want to see me?” She forced a smile, which made her face paler.

Nicola Clinton became more furious and spoke more ruthlessly, “you will only dirty my eyes if I see you. Amelia Wytte, remember your identity. Now, you are just a dog I keep in the Clinton family . Get out of here right now!”

Huh, a dog.

She was afraid that even a dog would be treated better than her.

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“In that case, I have to thank Mr. Clinton for taking me in. Don’t worry, I will do my job well. After all, the salary of the servants in the Clinton family is much higher than in the nightclub.” She replied with self mockery. Enduring the pain, she got up from the ground and walked out quickly.

With his thin lips tightly closed, Nicola Clinton squinted slightly. Seeing the woman leave with a straight back, he felt more irritable.

After the door was closed, Amelia Wytte breathed a sigh of relief. All the emotions disguised were instantly disintegrated.

Tonight was doomed to be sleepless

The next morning, Amelia Wytte was awakened by a deafening knock on the door.

She checked the time. It was only six o’clock in the morning. She tossed and turned last night and didn’t fall asleep until the next morning.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Here you are.” She dragged her tired body to open the door. There was another maid outside, whose name seemed to be Noah.

With an apologetic look on her face, she said, ” Amelia Wytte, I’m sorry. It’s Mr. who asked me to come. You’d better pack up and go to the dining room. Mr. Clinton is angry.”

“Okay, I see. Thank you.” She nodded, quickly washed her face and changed into the uniform that the housekeeper gave her.

As soon as she stepped into the restaurant, Nicola Clinton ‘s sarcasm had already reached her ears. “What? Do you really think of yourself as the second hostess of the Clinton family ?”

“No, I’m sorry. I got up late.” Amelia Wytte stood in front of him and said calmly.

She came too late yesterday, and the Butler, Uncle Mark , didn’t tell her any rules of the Clinton family .

She didn’t expect that Nicola Clinton would come to her early in the morning.

“Uncle Mark , teach her the rules of the Clinton family .” Nicola Clinton snorted and looked away.

“Yes, sir.” Uncle Mark said respectfully.

Amelia Wytte stood aside and said nothing.

Anyway, in Nicola Clinton ‘s opinion, it was better for her to be silent.

But Uncle Mark went straight to her and said coldly, “what are you waiting for? Go and prepare breakfast for Mr. Clinton. From now on, your job is to be responsible for Mr. Clinton’s three meals a day and the cleaning of the backyard.”

“Me alone?” Amelia Wytte was stunned.

“How about I ask all the servants in the villa to serve you, who once was a noble daughter of a rich family?” Nicola Clinton stressed the two words “once” on purpose

Amelia Wytte felt a sharp pain in her heart, but she didn’t show anything unusual. She nodded and went into the kitche

Fortunately, it was not difficult to cook Nicola Clinton’s meals alone.

In order not to let him be picky about her, she made both eastern and Western dishes.

But when she put the things on the table, Nicola Clinton had already disappeared.

“You are too slow. Sir has gone to the company. Clean the kitchen and then clean the backyard.” The Butler stepped forward, his tone as cold as an emotionless machine.

Knowing that everything was deliberately made difficulties by Nicola Clinton , she had no choice but to accept it passively.

She took the tools and went to the backyard.

In her impression, the backyard was very large. Now, the backyard garden had been expanded a lot. She couldn’t finish it even if she stayed alone for a day and a night.

Nicola Clinton thought highly of her.