Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

“You can’t take her away as you like.”

It was him again, Nicola Clinton !

What should she do to make him let her go?

Amelia Wytte stepped back again. It was not until she felt a piece of cold on her back that she realized that she had no way back. She could only stare at the man in front of her vigilantly.

“Mr. Clinton , what do you mean?” Eden Hawk ‘s voice suddenly became colder.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

The two men looked at each othe.

“Whether she is alive or dead, she is a member of the Clinton family . Of course she will go back to the Clinton family with me. Or, you have been with this man only a few months after you were released from prison?” As she spoke, Nicola Clinton turned his cold eyes to Amelia Wytte, which made her tremble with fear.

“No, I didn’t!” She replied subconsciously.

“That’s good.” Nicola Clinton smiled and pinched the cuff link with his slender fingers.

Holding back his anger, Eden Hawk strode to stand in front of Amelia Wytte and said coldly, “the second master of the Clinton family has died, and she was in the jail in the past few years. Now she is free.”

“It’s not up to you whether she is free or not. Amelia Wytte, get in the car!” Nicola Clinton frowned, apparently losing his patience.

Amelia Wytte was grateful for the kindness of this strange man, but she didn’t want to implicate the innocent.

She clenched the backpack belt and smiled at him. “He’s right. No matter whether I’m alive or dead, I can’t escape from the Clinton family . Thank you. Goodbye.”

After saying that, she got into the black car on the roadside without looking back.

Nicola Clinton sneered and left.

The car was like an arrow off the string and quickly disappeared in front of him.

Seeing the familiar face farther and farther away from him, Eden Hawk could not help clenching his fists.

In the car, Amelia Wytte puckered her red lips and hid herself in the corner, trying to keep a distance from Nicola Clinton .

In Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes, this was another play.

“What? Did my sudden appearance disappoint you?” He sneered.

Amelia Wytte lowered her eyes and said indifferently, “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Do you really don’t understand, or do you just pretend to protect that man on purpose?” Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes darkened. He gripped the woman’s delicate chin with his five fingers and forced her to look at him.

From Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes, she saw disgust and endless hatred.

So many years had passed, but he still couldn’t remove the label of murderer from him.

Her heart ached. She replied in a hoarse voice, “I don’t know him, so why do I have to act? But you, you haven’t left for a long time. Are you waiting for me to go back?”

“Well, you deserve it?” Nicola Clinton shouted coldly and shook her off.

Amelia Wytte didn’t prepare for it. Her forehead hit the window directly, and she gasped in pain.

It could be seen that Nicola Clinton had no pity for her at all.

She smiled bitterly.

In the next half an hour, Nicola Clinton was busy with his own business and didn’t look at her anymore.

On the winding hillside Road, Amelia Wytte looked at the brightly lit villa on the hillside and felt nervous.

This was Nicola Clinton ‘s home, and also… Bill Clinton ‘s.

She had asked about it when she was just released from prison. Since the funeral, Laura Kent had moved out of here and emigrated abroad, but Nicola Clinton still kept her and Bill Clinton ‘s room.

The car stopped and Amelia Wytte followed Nicola Clinton into the house. Everything was the same as before, and it seemed to be different again.

“Sir, you’re back,” the Butler, aunt Sara , came over with a smile. When she saw Amelia Wytte, she was first stunned, and then said with concern, “Miss Whytte , you’re back.”

Amelia Wytte nodded. When she was about to speak, she heard a cold voice from Nicola Clinton , “aunt Sara , I think you are old. This is Miss Whytte from the Clinton family. She is not Miss Whytte?”

“Yes, yes, then… Mrs. second, give me the stuff. It’s very heavy.” Aunt Sara immediately corrected herself.

In the whole Clinton family , except for Bill Clinton , aunt Sara treated her the best.

Only she could believe that she was innocent.

“No, thanks. I can do it myself.” Amelia Wytte said in a gentle tone, and her almond eyes curved into two crescent moons,.

Nicola Clinton was annoyed and interrupted the conversation between the two again, “well, do you really think I’m taking you back to be hostess? From now on, you’re just a servant of the Clinton family . You’re not special at all!”

“Well…” aunt Sara stammered.

Amelia Wytte was not surprised at all.

It was much better to be a servant than a prisoner in prison.

“Okay.” She agreed without hesitation.

Nicola Clinton couldn’t help but look down at her. He asked the Butler Uncle Mark to arrange work for her and went upstairs.

“Miss Whytte , this is your room.” Uncle Mark was polite and alienated.

She nodded, “thank you. I’m just a servant of the Clinton family now. You don’t have to be so polite. Just call me Amelia Wytte.”

“Well, it’s not early. Go to bed. There are still a lot of things to wait for tomorrow morning.” After that, he turned around and left.

Amelia Wytte sighed and looked around. Although it was a little smaller, it was a complete family after all.

After putting the things away, she took a hot bath and was ready to have a comfortable sleep.

But in her dream, she saw Bill Clinton .

The bony man sat on the wheelchair, his face covered with blood, and his eyes were staring at her, quickly approaching her.

She tried to speak, but she couldn’t move. In her breath, there was only a few centimeters between them.

The once sunny boy smiled at her, grabbed her neck with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice, “Amelia Wytte, it’s you. You killed me. I want you to die with me…”

“No, no, it’s not me!” Amelia Wytte suddenly jumped up and realized that it was just a dream.

She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and licked her dry lips.

“Ring, ring, ring…”

“Ah!”