My mystery lover

Chapter 321 Coming Across in the Plane

"That's what I've planned. I'm going to travel in three days." Since Eliana suggested that, Amy made

use of the opportunity to tell her that she was going to leave.

"Good. Though the company is suffering, we can still afford a travel." Eliana felt relieved to know Amy

was going to travel.

"Where did you plan to go? Do you need a company?" asked Eliana.

"It's fine. I want to be alone." answered Amy. She wasn't going to let others know where she was

leaving for. She wished she could disappear.

"Sure. It's good to be alone for a while. Stay out of business and come back whenever you want to."

said Eliana.

Eliana didn't have suspicion. Seeing Amy had dark circles and was feeling under the weather, she

guessed it would be helpful for Amy to travel.

Eliana had her hands full recently. Dexter had gone to France, but hadn't found her husband yet. 'What

happened? He always told me where he was going. Why didn't he tell me this time?' Eliana was so

concerned. And the branch company also gave her headache. Therefore, she didn't notice there was

something wrong with Amy.

Three days after, Amy was lugging the suitcase and standing in front of the house. She kept staring at

it and was reluctant to leave. But she got in the car eventually.

"Don't be sad, Miss Newell. It's a happy thing to go out. Mrs. Newell will handle things well." the driver

tried to comfort Amy. He thought it was the thought of leaving home for traveling that made her sad. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"I know. Please take care of my family." said Amy.

The driver had sensed something strange in Amy, but he couldn't tell.

Amy didn't talk all the way, only closing her eyes and having a rest.

Eliana came to the company today. She was too busy to see Amy off.

Amy felt relieved that her mother thought she was going to travel. Otherwise she might let the cat out of

the bag if Eliana made a detailed inquiry.

Amy said goodbye to the driver when she arrived at the airport. And then she, dragging the suitcase,

walked in the departure hall alone.

Philip called her, though he had people following Amy and reporting her situation.

"Honey, have you arrived at the departure hall yet? The plane is taking off in an hour." Philip said with

excitement.

"I'm in the hall. Don't worry. I'll be there." Amy said impatiently.

"Good. Honey, I'm waiting for you. I'll pick you up in the airport." said Philip.

Amy didn't say anything more. She hoped she could die now. She really wanted to kill Philip and

commit suicide, but, for the good of the Newell Group, she couldn't.

Amy was aboard the plane and sat down. She closed her eyes and didn't pay any attention to people

around her.

Too many things had overwhelmed her mind recently and she was exhausted.

When she woke up from a long sleep, the lunch time had passed. She found herself hungry.

It had been past two o'clock. Amy recalled that she brought some cookies, so she fumbled in her bag.

"I've reserved some food for you. Have some." The voice was familiar. Amy turned her head and found

Kingsley sitting next to her.

There were a sandwich, a box of fried rice and a glass of milk on his hands.

Amy took the food and started eating for being really hungry.

Amy found them tasty and ate up quickly, probably because she was hungry.

Drinking up the milk, Amy passed the glass to a stewardess and was ready to sleep again.

"What are you going to America for?" Kingsley asked softly.

"Keep my mind off things." Amy answered because she ate the things he gave just now.

"Good. Enjoy it." Kingsley took a look at her, finding her haggard. Her previous confidence and pride

had gone.

"Sure." Amy closed her eyes after answering.

Kingsley didn't ask more. He knew she buried something in her heart and she wouldn't tell him. He was

going to America for something important this time. It was related to Amy.

They didn't have conversation again. Kingsley wasn't annoying when not being rascally.

They had arrived at New York after a flight of nearly twenty hours.

"Let's say goodbye here. I hope you don't be negative. Things will get better." Kingsley left after saying

that.

Amy forced a smile. 'Things will get better? No, they only will get worse. He doesn't know anything.'

Amy didn't want to share things with something unfamiliar.

She walked out the airport, finding someone was holding a pick-up card. It was the name of Philip

written on it.

Philip was afraid that someone would make trouble, so he didn't write Amy and asked Amy to find his

name.

Amy walked towards it after seeing the card. She asked the one holding the card and confirmed that

she was the one who came to pick her up. It was a beautiful America girl, with blonde hair and blue

eyes.

"Are you Amy? I'm Lucy, your bodyguard." Lucy took up Amy's suitcase with enthusiasm.

Amy didn't say a word, just following Lucy. Lucy wore ordinary clothes. But it could be told that her

martial arts weren't bad by the way she walked.

'A bodyguard? She definitely was sent to monitor me. Good thing is that she's a woman."

"Please get in the car. Don't let Mr. Philip wait too long. No one can wait when he is going to marry

such a beautiful girl like you." Lucy smiled at Amy and her spotless teeth showed out.