Amelia was taken aback once more. She frowned and asked, "Why do you ask that?" Liam's young face remained composed. "No particular reason. I just think that if he wanted to kill you six years ago and was responsible for Uncle Henry's death, there's no reason he'd save you now. What do you think, Mom?" Amelia was momentarily speechless. Liam had voiced exactly what she had been thinking. She had to admit, this child was remarkably perceptive. He had struck right at the heart of her fears. She remembered what Leo had told her not too long ago. He claimed he had never ordered anyone to assassinate her. He also insisted he had never encountered those who sank the ship. Could it be... he was telling the truth? If he wasn't the one who did it, then who was? Amelia's thoughts were a whirlwind. Just then, her phone rang. It was Mr. Wilson. Seeing his name on the screen, Amelia quickly collected herself. She answered the call with a calm voice. "Hello, Mr. Wilson." "Amelia, I
Amelia was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, Sophia's angry voice pierced through,“Amelia, what right do you have to bring him food or to ensure his safety?” “If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t be injured. If it weren’t for you, he’d still be at the office instead of rushing to the dock to shield your pathetic self from bullets.” “Do you have any sense of guilt? If you do, then leave the hospital and never come back," she yelled, her eyes filled with a mix of hatred and anger. Just then, a cold voice came from the ward. “Let her in.” Both Lady Reynold and Sophia were taken aback, exchanging puzzled glances. Sophia's face reddened with suppressed anger and clenched her fists tightly. Lady Reynold quickly turned to Leo and said, “Leo, what are you thinking? This woman caused your injury, and you still want to see her?” Leo repeated flatly, “Let her in.” Lady Reynold looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. “Leo, if you insist on seeing her, then I’ll leave.” Leo didn
The children had always been Amelia's biggest weakness. She wasn't afraid of much, but the thought of someone taking her kids away terrified her. Amelia's eyes instantly welled up. "Leo, I never intended to keep them from you. You didn't give me a chance to explain, so I couldn’t tell you about them." "Now that I have finally given birth to them and raised them to this age, you can't just selfishly take them away from me." Leo's expression grew darker as he stared intently at her pale face. The woman standing before him had eyes rimmed with red, and her body shook with fear and anxiety. He realized just how much those children meant to her. Still, he said, "I won’t press you about keeping this secret from me, but from now on, they need to be raised by me." "That's not happening," Amelia replied immediately. "When they were born, you weren't there. When they were sick or needed someone at school, you weren't around. Even when things were tough, I was the one taking care of them
The man must have some serious condition to make such a request. Amelia's expression darkened instantly. “Handle it yourself,” she said sharply and began to walk away, not wanting to be further involved. Just then, a loud thud echoed behind her. Startled, Amelia turned around to see Leo collapsing as he attempted to get out of bed on his own. She rushed back to him. “Leo, are you alright?” Leo grimaced in pain, clutching his chest and looking unusually pale. “I’m okay. It’s just the wound. It’s hurting a lot,” he said, his voice trembling as he pointed to the injured area. Amelia’s face turned pale with concern. “Wait here. I’ll call the doctor immediately.” “No, it’s not necessary,” Leo said weakly. "It’s just a strain. Even if a doctor comes, it won’t make much difference. Please help me to the bathroom first. I’ll feel like I’m suffocating from the pain if I don’t.” Though Amelia suspected Leo might be exaggerating his discomfort, she couldn’t ignore his evident suffering.
As they turned around, they saw Sophia standing there. Her face was pale, eyes filled with tears, and she looked on in disbelief. After a moment, she suddenly turned and ran out. “Hey, Sophia!” Lady Reynold shouted, glaring at Leo. “This is all your fault! Letting people hear such nonsense. Now you’ll have to explain this.” With that, she hurried after Sophia. “Sophia, wait!” she called, chasing after her. Leo watched them go, his expression darkening. He pulled out his phone and dialed James number. James soon arrived. “You called for me, Young Master?” “Get me discharged from this hospital and take me home,” Leo commanded. “What?” James was stunned. "Sir, you can't be serious. Your injuries are severe. The doctor insisted you stay here and rest. Moving around now is..." Leo's stern look cut him off. Realizing he had no choice, James sighed and said, “Alright, I’ll handle it.” Later that evening, Amelia found out Leo had been discharged. She received a call from
The smell of fried meat filled the air, mingling with the aroma of eggs. Leo's stomach growled, a reminder of how hungry he was. Wincing, he tried to sit up, but pain shot through his chest wound, forcing him to clutch it. "James!" he called out. James, who was assisting Amelia in the kitchen, somehow heard him despite the distance and rushed upstairs. When he saw Leo sitting up, his face turned pale with concern. "Young Master, why are you up?" “Is she here?” Leo asked, leaning back against the headboard, his face ashen. James was baffled. He didn’t understand why his master, who normally seemed to clash with Miss Smith at every opportunity, was now so eager to see her after getting hurt. Reluctantly, he replied, "Yes, she’s here, cooking in the kitchen. Just wait a moment." Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Leo’s pale face. Not long after, Amelia walked in with a bowl of noodles. Seeing Leo awake, she wasn’t surprised. She set the bowl on the bedside table a
Amelia's heart raced with sudden anxiety as she approached the situation. Trying to mask her nervousness, she forced a smile and said, "What do you mean by coming over on your own will? Liam, don't you like being with Mommy anymore?" Liam realized his mother had misunderstood him. He quickly clarified, "No Mom, we love being with you. We just wanted to come see you. We're going back with you afterward." Amelia breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the children didn't want to leave her, she was content. Their curiosity about their father was natural; they had been asking about him for as long as she could remember. Although it was difficult for Amelia to confront this part of their lives, she knew she had to honor their wishes. So she nodded. "Alright then, I'll take you to meet him." Amelia led the two kids up to the room, where Leo was waiting. She pushed open the door revealing Leo sitting on the bed his expression neutral but his eyes alert. Upon seeing his children
Amelia was startled when Leo suddenly grasped her hand. He took a few deep breaths and said hoarsely, “There’s no need for that.” Amelia looked at him with concern. “What do you mean, ‘no need’? You’re bleeding.” “It’s just a wound that needs rebandaging and some medicine,” Leo replied, his voice faint. Leo’s appearance was pale and fragile, with beads of cold sweat dotting his forehead from the pain. Seeing him in such a state pricked Amelia’s heart. Without saying another word, she helped him lie back on the bed and began searching for the first aid box to tend to his wound. The children, having waited for a while and seeing their mother hadn’t emerged, decided to go check on her. Upon seeing Leo lying weakly, Ella’s eyes widened with curiosity, while Liam frowned and muttered, “What a bother.” Liam’s comment stung Leo deeply, but he remained silent. Amelia, finding the first aid box started to rebandage his wound and remarked, “You knew you were seriously hurt a