Mistakenly Love You, To The Bones

In the light of the corridor, Amelia Wytte was wearing a black suit jacket, which made hER look thinner . The man was lowering his head and talking to her, as if comforting her.

Nicola Clinton squinted his long eyes, biting a cigarette that was not lit, and gritted his teeth. The scene was so dazzling.

"Miss Whytte , you are quite capable." With his hands in the pockets of the coat, he stepped forward, glanced at Amelia Wytte and said expressionlessly.

Amelia Wytte raised her head and looked at the uninvited guest in front of her. Her face darkened.

Eden Hawk frowned. When he was about to speak for Amelia Wytte, he saw that Nicola Clinton didn't even look at him. He grabbed the arm of Amelia Wytte and pulled her forward.

"You are so dissolute that you don't forget to seduce men everywhere?"

Amelia Wytte was inexplicably pulled by him, and struggled. "I don't know what you mean, Mr. Clinton ."

He sneered and glanced at the suit jacket on her casually. "You are good at pretending to be pitiful in this kind of place."

Amelia Wytte was stunned. After so long a time, he still stabbed her heart.

But wasn't he cruel enough to her? Wasn't he satisfied with her current situation?

Why did he force her step by step and find every opportunity to humiliate her.

"Yes, I'm a bitch. I'm dissolute. I pretend to be pitiful and win men's sympathy." Amelia Wytte looked up at Nicola Clinton calmly.

"But does it have anything to do with Mr. Clinton ?"

As soon as his voice fell, the strength that was holding Amelia Wytte's arm suddenly loosened. Nicola Clinton 's expression changed unpredictable, and finally he sneered.

"It has nothing to do with me. What about Bill ?" His eyes were as cold as ice.

Bill Clinton 's name seemed to be a taboo between them. Once it was mentioned, it would be out of control.

Amelia Wytte tightened her hands, which reminded her of many nightmares.

"I'm afraid even if he is underground, his soul will be uneasy."

"I..." Amelia Wytte opened her mouth with difficulty, but could not say a word.

She didn't think it would be useful to explain in front of this man.

"You live for him, and you die for him." Nicola Clinton stepped forward, looked down at her and warned her word by word.

"The wedding was also held. Miss Whytte , do you have a bad memory?"

He raised his chin. The black standing collar windbreaker made his expression even colder.

"That's enough, Mr. Clinton . Please stop when it's enough." Seeing this, Eden Hawk frowned deeply. He stood up for Amelia Wytte and protected Amelia Wytte by his side.

However, what he did made Nicola Clinton 's face even colder.

"Let me go." He lifted his eyelids and finally looked at Eden Hawk .

Eden Hawk remained unmoved, while Amelia Wytte felt Nicola Clinton 's suppressed anger.

She knew what kind of person he was. If she offended him, he might take revenge on her and the people around her by any means..

Amelia Wytte didn't want to get Eden Hawk into trouble because of this. She closed her eyes, slowly avoided Eden Hawk 's hand and returned the coat to him.

"Thank you so much tonight." After saying that, she didn't want to stay any longer and left the club with her head down.

Looking at her back, Eden Hawk felt heartbroken.

"What a unique taste!" Nicola Clinton glanced at the expression on Eden Hawk 's face and said in a sarcastic tone.

Eden Hawk turned around and wanted to say something, but he left without looking back.

He frowned and followed Amelia Wytte.

Back to the dressing room, Amelia Wytte quickly changed her clothes. Before she could make up, the supervisor rushed in angrily and scolded her, "what's wrong with you today? A good performance was destroyed like this. Do you know how much damage it has caused to the nightclub?"

"Sorry, the mask was suddenly loosened, i..." Amelia Wytte frowned and explained carefully.

She had no choice but to put aside her dignity for the time being.

"Don't explain to me. My temple is too small to afford you. Miss, pack your things and get out of here right away!" The supervisor's face turned red. Her scolding was mixed with the noisy music outside. She only felt a terrible headache.

Before she could say anything, the director slammed the door and left.

She sat in front of the dressing mirror dejectedly. A sharp female voice came at this time, "Lily , you are really awesome. This time, no one dares to steal your thunder in the whole nightclub."

"Of course. The eldest daughter of the Wytte family is a down and out slut." Lily said proudly, crossing her arms.

Amelia Wytte suddenly realized that her mask was loosed by her when she made an excuse to tidy it up!

She clenched her fists, suddenly stood up and looked coldly at the woman in front of her.

"Oh, she hasn't left yet." Lily said in a sarcastic tone, stroking her hair in front of her shoulders.

"If I leave, how can I know your true face?"

"Well, stop talking nonsense. You are not a member of the nightclub now. Get out of here quickly. Don't take our place." Lily asked her to leave directly.

The woman next to her pushed Amelia Wytte and threw her things on the ground.

Since she was released from prison, she had already forgotten what the limelight was.

She pressed her pale lips tightly, bent down to pick up the thing and left in heavy steps.

Outside the nightclub, a gust of cold wind blew, and she realized that she had lost her job. The savings in her card wouldn't last long.

She sighed and didn't realize that another man was looking at her.

Standing in the corner, Eden Hawk looked at the once beautiful daughter of the Wytte family , who was now so thin and haggard. It was conceivable how suffering she had been in prison for the past few years.

He opened his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss... Miss Whytte ."

"It's you?" Amelia Wytte turned around and saw the emotion in his eyes.

"Well, I heard that you were fired?" Eden Hawk nodded gently and kept a distance from her.

Amelia Wytte felt bitter again. She lowered her head and pursed her red lips, without answering.

Seeing that the exquisite black shoes were closer to her, she subconsciously stepped back.

Seeing this, Eden Hawk felt even more heartbroken. He could only stand still and said, "don't be afraid. I don't mean anything else. I just think that I am also responsible for what happened tonight. My company happens to have a vacancy. If you want, I can give you a new job."

"Me?" Amelia Wytte looked up at him in disbelief. After hesitating for a while, she said, "but I... I was in jail."

With this stain, no decent company would be willing to hire her.

"I know, but it doesn't matter. I only value the employee's moral and working ability. Other things don't matter." Eden Hawk answered straightforwardly.

When the four eyes met, Amelia Wytte held her fingers, hesitating and shaking.

Just as she was about to make up her mind, she heard the man's voice