Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

“You!” Eden Hawk was so angry that he wanted to come forward.

The assistant stretched out a hand directly in front of him and stopped him: “Young Master Hawk, please respect yourself.”

“Nicola Clinton, you are an asshole!” Seeing that Nicola Clinton was leaving, Eden Hawk immediately ignored her and said in a loud voice.

The loud voice immediately attracted attention from all sides.

Nicola Clinton’s face sank. he turned around and looked at him coldly: “Eden Hawk, I only want to say this once. If you are trying to irritate me, you can bankrupt your family with just one word.”

Leaving this sentence behind, Nicola Clinton left with the team of the Clinton group, leaving only Eden Hawk’s angry face.

Most of the work in the backyard needs Amelia Wytte to do alone. When it is finished, the kitchen did not prepare her dinner.

Looking at the chef’s embarrassed face, Amelia Wytte sighed – and was not prepared to embarrass him.

It’s no use trying to embarrass the chef. After all, Laura Kent and Elena Kent are the real masters.

It is only natural that this will not work.

It was with Elena’s help last night that she was free from the pain of hunger, but she can’t always rely on others to help her.

After all, given Laura Kent and Elena Kent’s hatred for her, if any of them knew that Elen was secretly helping her, she was afraid that even Elena would be involved.

Amelia Wytte was preoccupied with her thoughts and walked along the backyard with her eyes open.

When passing the corner, a sudden voice came.

“I have an old sister who is going to hold a tea party tomorrow. Then you can go with me. After all, you will be the wife of the Clinton family. You must make friends with these people.”

Just after listening to the beginning, Amelia Wytte determined the owner of the voice – Laura Kent and Elena Kent.

She didn’t want to compete with these two people – not afraid, but really tired of coping.

Every time they meet, they have to go through a violent dispute and quarrel. Amelia Wytte doesn’t like this feeling.

She sighed and immediately turned and left.

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The voice is always pinched gently.

Amelia Wytte stopped and looked at Elena Kent: “Miss Kent.”

She was silent for a while before turning to Laura Kent beside her: “MRs. Kent.”

Laura Kent raised her chin and looked at people directly through her nostrils. Amelia Wytte was not pleased with her everywhere. Elena Kent always pretended to be gentle.

Amelia Wytte thought she had done her best when she met the etiquette she should have done, and she didn’t want to stay here much, so she turned around and walked on.

But again, he was shouted: “Wait a minute.”

Her eyebrows wrinkled, and a sense of irritation rose in her heart inexplicably – she really did not want to repeatedly confront Laura Kent and Elena Kent, but they seemed willing to find trouble with him.

Although she has deliberately avoided meeting with them, who can resist them approaching her actively.

Looking at Amelia Wytte’s calm appearance, Elena Kent became more frustrated and her face became more gentle. She turned to Laura Kent and said, “By the way, aunt, did you just say that you felt sore? Amelia Wytte can massage your shoulder for you?”

Amelia Wytte suddenly turned her head and stared at Elena Kent coldly.

Elena Kent seemed unaware and smiled: “What’s the matter? I think Amelia Wytte, you should know? Most of our domestic servants do!”

Laura Kent also followed a cold snort: “Why do you think you are the daughter of the Whytte family? Or what are you still doing, becoming the wife’s daydream of the Clinton family?”

Amelia Wytte tightened her lips and told herself that she must endure.

The more they looked at her struggle, the more they would bully her.

Laura Kent felt a little dull, but she was not willing to let Amelia Wytte go. After thinking about it, she simply turned around and said, “Follow me to my room.”

Amelia Wytte did not know what she wanted to do. She hesitated for a moment and watched the two people gradually walk away. After all, they followed her.

Laura Kent’s bedroom is next to Elena Kent’s room.

Nicola Clinton treated her well, and directly gave her the bedroom with the best location and the area second only to the master bedroom.

The room is clean and spotless. It can be seen that no one in the family dares to snub MRs. Kent.

Amelia Wytte stood by the door with her hands down.

Laura Kent has already sat on the soft sofa, leaned back, and glanced at Amelia Wytte lazily: “Come here.”

Amelia Wytte did not move: “MRs. Kent, what can I do for you?”

“What do you want me to do? Can’t you see I’m tired? Of course, come here and serve me well!” Laura Kent said in a loud voice, “If you don’t come here quickly, help me beat my shoulder first.”

This is clearly humiliating.

Arriving here, Amelia Wytte can’t bear it anymore.

She raised her head, looked straight at Laura Kent, and refused: “Sorry, MRs. Kent, this is not within my scope of work.”

“What did you say?” Laura Kent’s voice suddenly rose by two points, reverberating in the spacious room, which immediately seemed extremely harsh.

“I said it was not within my scope of work, and I would not.”

Laura Kent smiled angrily: “Well, well, it’s really good. I’m the wife of the Clinton family. I can’t even order you, can I?”

“I am the servant of the Clinton family, but I am not your slave!”

“Shut up!” Laura Kent was furious and her chest was heaving again, which made her look very angry.

Amelia Wytte was still standing at the door with her back straight, facing her anger without any retreat.

Seeing that Laura Kent was going to be angry, Elena Kent hurried to the side, patted her on the back, and comforted her in a warm voice: “Don’t be angry, aunt. It’s not worth it to be angry.”

“Not angry? Why don’t you make me angry?” She held out her hand and pointed to Amelia Wytte. “How can I not be angry to keep such a bitch in the Clinton family?”

Amelia Wytte’s lips are tighter.

“How can she have the face to live in the world after doing so many evil things?”

After hearing this, Amelia Wytte finally couldn’t help herself: “MRs. Kent, what evil have I done, even without the qualification to live in the world?”

She looked around the spacious villa and felt that she was so out of place with such a place.

This was not her destination.

Amelia Wytte smiled bitterly: “But you’re right. I shouldn’t stay in the Clinton family. I don’t want to stay in the Clinton family at all. I don’t want to stay in this place full of painful memories!”