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“Amelia, do you really still like me? You’ve been so cold to me lately. I’m in a bad mood and had some drinks tonight. Where are you now?”
Amelia gritted her teeth, afraid that this man would really act on a whim and not go through with the marriage.
She hung up the phone directly, then removed Milly from the block list and called her.
“Milly, Nolan is drunk. Go pick him up.”
But as soon as she said that, Milly’s eerie voice came through the line.
“How do you know he’s drunk? Amelia, you’re pestering Nolan again. Are you not embarrassed?”
Milly was so angry that her voice cracked and made her lips tremble slightly. Alexander’s sudden favoritism toward Amelia made her uneasy, and now Nolan seems to care about Amelia too.
She was panicking. After all, she wasn’t really pregnant. She just wanted to marry Nolan.
Once everything had settled, she planned to sell Amelia off to Felix. That would be the accomplishment of her life’s goal.
But Nolan’s recent behavior made her feel increasingly insecure. Even during meals, he seemed distracted.
Milly’s expression twisted into something terrifying. She looked into the mirror and let out a cold laugh.
This was all Amelia’s fault!
Milly took a deep breath. “Back then, you caused Dylan’s leg injury. Do you know how much the Hale family despises you? No matter what you do, they’ll never accept you. Even if Nolan doesn’t marry me, it won’t be your turn!”
Amelia immediately hung up. Only someone like Milly would treat a man like Nolan as if he were a
treasure.
She turned to go back to Dylan’s bedroom, only to find the lights already off.
Just as she was wondering whether to leave and find somewhere to sleep, a breeze from the balcony made her realize that Dylan wasn’t in bed. He was standing outside on the balcony.
Before she even approached, she could smell cigarette smoke.
“Mr. Hale, isn’t smoking bad for your leg?”
Wasn’t he still in recovery?
The yard’s lighting was dim, and from where she stood, she couldn’t make out his facial expression. But she could sense the depth in his gaze. A silent yearning, a quiet waiting that moved her.
Perhaps he was feeling down after visiting Ms. Grant’s grave.
She stayed beside him, not knowing what to say.
There was a subtle aura around Dylan. His presence was like a breeze passing through a corridor.
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From the corner of her eye, she saw that the cigarette had burned down to his fingers, and quickly called out, “It’s about to burn your fingers.”
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Dylan’s gaze remained distant as he slowly flicked the cigarette into the ashtray.
But the skin on his fingers had already reddened, clearly burned.
Amelia grabbed his wrist and instinctively blew on the burn. “Is there a first aid kit? Any burn ointment? I’ll go get it.”
Because of their height difference, she had to tilt her head to look at him.
Dylan’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. He wanted to pull his hand back, but she held on tightly.
“Mr. Hale, I don’t know what’s on your mind, but you can’t treat your body like this. And about your insomnia. I’ll contact a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner soon. I’ll have some prescriptions prepared. I hope you won’t mind.”
Just then, he asked, “Are you this kind to everyone?”
Amelia froze for a moment, unsure of how to respond.
Since she had woken up, Dylan had always given her a complicated feeling, not quite like someone who hated her.
But he was a man of principle. As long as she didn’t cross any lines, he wouldn’t abuse his authority over her. He even took care of her during her period, which made him better than most people.
Before she could react, he had already withdrawn his hand. “Go to sleep.”
With that, he turned and went back inside.
Amelia saw him turn on the bedside lamp and lie down without another word.
She hesitated at the door for a while before realizing that she had stayed in Dylan’s bedroom for quite some
time.
But she still didn’t know where she was supposed to sleep. So she plopped down on the couch beside the bed.
Jonathan had asked her to be a “sleeping pill.” If her presence really could help ease Dylan’s insomnia, she was willing.
Ten minutes later, she tiptoed over to his bedside and saw that he was already asleep.
She couldn’t help but wonder if he had really been insomniac before.
Amelia went back to the couch. It was wide enough to fit one person comfortably.
After she fell asleep, the man on the bed quietly turned over. His gaze landed on her.
He watched her for a long time before he finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When Amelia woke up, she felt a warm sensation all over her body. Only then did she realize that she was
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She got up and rushed to the bathroom to splash water on her face, only to catch sight of a red mark on her
neck.
She leaned in closer to the mirror and rubbed hard at it. It wouldn’t come off.
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