In the spacious living room, Amelia bent down and picked up the photos on the floor one by one. Each one of them pierced deep into her heart. She sat on the couch and slowly raised her hand. It was the same hand that had just slapped Liam moments ago. Before Liam went on a business trip, Alex had told her he treated her differently. She hadn't noticed it then, but today, she truly felt it. She had hit him, and although he was angry, he didn't lose his temper or retaliate. This was unusual for him. In the past, he wouldn’t let her off so quickly even though he distested confrontations with women. And although his words were harsh, he still had her best interest in mind when she thought about it. Amelia didn't know how long she had been sitting on the couch, but when she got up, her head was a bit dizzy. She stood still, supporting herself on the coffee table before walking away. In the master bedroom, Liam lay on the bed with a piece of paper over his face. It was
"Get out, I want to sleep," Liam ordered, his voice cold. Amelia felt a bit uncomfortable and her heart was heavy. "I truly have no interest in him. We’re just friends. He helped me, and I'm grateful for it, but that's all there is." After some thought, she decided to explain. Liam turned to look at her. His lips were tightly pressed together, not saying a word. His silence gave her the courage to continue. "I'm new here, and even with someone backing me, there are still people who want to find fault with me. That day, I was bullied, but there was no evidence. I felt awful, and Eric happened to come by to visit. "I ... I didn't expect him to kiss me, but we didn't do anything beyond that one kiss. He apologized afterward." As Amelia spoke, she grew anxious. She feared Liam wouldn't believe her. "Recently, he invited me for dinner, but I didn’t agree." she added. Seeing her anxious expression, Liam couldn't muster any anger. "He helped me, and I'm grateful, but I also
Amelia felt him freeze for a moment before he resumed. The knock on the door came at just the right time. The only person who would knock on the door at this time was May. Liam was not in a good mood after being interrupted. He asked gruffly, "What is it?" He still hadn't gotten up, but he questioned the person at the door in an unfriendly tone. "Mr. Prescott, you haven't had dinner yet. Eat something before going to bed!" Amelia saw Liam's expression darken and took advantage of the moment to push him away forcefully. She then grabbed a piece of clothing from the wardrobe, quickly put it on, and then ran out. May was unaware that she was spoiling the mood. She greeted Liam with a smile when she saw him come downstairs. But Liam passed by her without even looking at her. Anyone who knew would laugh when they saw May’s bewildered expression. The reason May knocked on the door was because the two had argued loudly earlier. She had seen Amelia enter Liam's room, and she ha
When Eric called, Amelia was taking a break on set. She suddenly felt sorry for him as she listened to his usual caring and considerate words. "Mr. Richards, I … " She didn't know how to begin. She owed him so many favors. On the other end of the line, Eric had sensed that she wasn’t in a great mood upon hearing her apology. "He's back, isn't he?" Eric said. For some reason, this question made Amelia feel like she was an ungrateful woman, even though she hadn't given him any response. "Mr. Richard ... " "I understand. Don't worry, I won't trouble you. I've said that I just want to be your friend. If my concern is bothering you, I'll try to contact you less in the future. But remember, you can always reach out to me if you’re facing any difficulties." His gentle words and his one-sided effort made Amelia deeply guilty. "I know your heart belongs to him. I can't advise you on such matters. I’ll be fine as long as you're doing well and you don't regret it." Amelia's he
Today, the staff informed Amelia that someone had come to visit. Amelia was surprised to see that it was Hannah. "Why are you here?" she asked. Hannah smiled and sat down. "Are you surprised to see me? After all, we're rivals in everyone's eyes!" She made no effort to hide her feelings for Liam. Amelia glanced at her. "I don’t think you’re here to reminisce, are you? If you have something to say, please go ahead." "I know you want to continue your career in the entertainment industry. I can provide you with resources and pave the way for your success in it," Hannah said. "What are your conditions?" Amelia braced herself as she looked at Hannah's innocent but ambiguous smile. "As you know, I've always wanted Liam." "So, you want me to leave Liam?" Although Amelia asked the question, she sounded certain. "Yes. I know Astra is promoting you right now, but you're still a beginner, and Astra can't give you the opportunities you need. I can set up a studio just for you, wit
After Hannah left, Amelia was still a little dazed. She couldn't focus on a single word as she looked at the script in her hands. What should she do now? Her mind was a chaotic mess, filled with confused thoughts. After the filming wrapped up, Amelia had just planned to get into her car when she heard a honk. She saw a familiar car parked next to hers. John looked at her with a straight face. "Mrs. Prescott, Madam Prescott wants to see you." Amelia didn't want to go, but Ember had the driver come to pick her up, so she had no choice. She hadn't driven there herself. Instead, she got into the Prescott family's car. She had her driver's license, but she hadn't had the chance to buy a car yet. The car she was driving belonged to Alex. Ember never liked her. She might suspect that Amelia had manipulated Liam into giving her a car if she saw her drive over. "Hm, you've just started your career, and your work hasn't even been released yet. You’re already so arrogant. Won’
"Even if you’re not the one by my son's side, it wouldn't ever be her either!" Amelia's face fell, and she felt a twinge of bitterness in her heart. No matter how much she humbled her attitude, Ember just didn't like her. "What about what I told you before? Have you taken it to heart?" Ember asked impatiently. Amelia looked at her in confusion. Seeing her like this, Ember knew she had forgotten her words. She sneered. "Amelia, I've reminded you. It's not that I didn't give you a chance. My son married you, so I didn’t force you to leave him right from the start!" Amelia clenched her hand, feeling a sense of unease. "Let's not even talk about your family background. You can't hold onto your man, can't get pregnant, and now you're involved with other men. Tell me, what makes you qualified to be with my son?" Ember's words echoed in Amelia's ears even after leaving Prescott Manor. When she returned to Riverbay Residence, Liam had already returned. May said he was in
That evening, Amelia was pulled into the master bedroom by Liam in a daze. Her thoughts were a mess as she laid in his arms. She couldn't understand how their relationship had changed so much. She still remembered when he had just returned from his business trip and angrily threw a stack of photos at her. "Your face ... I'm sorry," Liam suddenly said. Amelia paused. She recalled that he was referring to the scar he had caused when he threw the photos at her. She shook her head. "It's okay, it's hardly visible anymore." She wasn't lying; the wound had never been deep, and he had even asked May to tend to the wound. "I'm a man. I would definitely get angry when I see those kinds of photos, which is why I’m asking you to stay away from him. Lia, I'll help you with the contract. I’ll support you if you want to remain in the entertainment industry. Let’s not fight from now on, okay?" Liam asked softly. Amelia's heart couldn't help but tremble. Liam's words were like a