A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Chapter 38

Amelie hastily picked her up and looked toward the woman.

Meanwhile, the woman was looking at them as well. “Who are you? Why are you here?”

Her expression softened a little.

She roughly pushed her messy hair over her head, revealing her entire face.

“Mrs. Gordon?” Amelie recognized the woman as she called out.

When Abby Gordon heard the beautiful girl calling her that, she couldn’t help but examine the latter.

“It’s me, Amy,” Amelie introduced herself.

It was only then that Abby recognized her. With a stomp of her foot, she clapped both her hands on her thighs ‘Amy! It’s been years since I last saw you. You’ve grown even prettier now. I almost couldn’t recognize you, and I thought you were a celebrity from somewhere.”

Amelie smiled shyly.

Abby continued, “Sorry for just now. I thought my stupid son came back, so that’s why I threw the washbasin. You weren’t hurt, were you?”

“No.” Amelie wasn’t concerned about that. She looked up and gazed at the yard behind Abby. “Where’s my dad? Is he no longer living here? Or-”

A sudden extreme fear invaded her heart, and even her voice trembled.

“Your dad is fine.” Noticing Amelie’s pale face, Abby guessed that Amelie was overthinking things, so she hastily said, “He complained about how this house was too big for one person, so he moved into the smaller house at the end of the street. Our family is huge, so I discussed it with him, and he agreed to rent the place

to us.”

Abby grinned, a guilty look flashing across her face.

Even though they called it renting, she never paid him a single cent all this while.

Steven never urged her, so she pretended it never happened.

On the other hand, Amelie wasn’t in the mood to think about these things as she said, “Can you take me to my

dad?”

“Of course.” Abby thought that since she was living in their house, she should at least help them with this little request

As she strode with her thick legs, Abby took Amelie to the end of the street.

Soon, they found a small shop facing the street.

It was rundown and shabby, and it didn’t even have a sign.

“Your dad is in there” Abby pointed at the shop as she spoke.

Amelie looked at the shop

It wasn’t just worn-out, it was pitifully tiny.

A few items were piled outside the shop, and most of them were the toys she used to play with during her

childhood

bicycle, a

items bearing so much history, Amelie couldn’t stop her tears as they streamed

face.

was about to holler for Steven to come out when Amelie stopped her.

she took step after

it past the darkened old alley and finally reached the

more spacious than the shopfront, and it was filled with

were

the colorful shoes in their novel styles, she couldn’t help but pause in her

anywhere, so she could only proceed further to look for

at the

the yard, someone had his back to her as he sat at an antique shoe machine. His back was bent over

were slow, whereas his hair was

stared at

a glance that this man in front of her was none other than

she doubted herself

her memories, her father’s hair wasn’t this white. When she got married,

so much either. He was a bonafide

stature

movements weren’t this slow

in her heart, she called in

working man paused

he slowly

he did that, he revealed his wizened

were calm and gentle from all the years spent

black-rimmed reading glasses covered his face, adding to him a

took off his glasses as he finally

me, Dad. It’s me Amelie took a few steps toward Steven, sobbing. In her raging emotions, she wanted to hug him, but she couldn’t

there as tears fell from her

her and took her hands. “It’s really you, Amy-you’re

singing so

to toe, wiping away the

thin?”

memories, Amelie always had some baby fat on her face, which was a stark contrast to her appearance now. Now, her

her for ignoring him after she married into the Alston Family. Instead, he worried greatly for her health, and this only

had been too cruel, and she wanted more than

home. I’m so glad you’re back.”

ask too much as he led Amelie outside. “I’ll whip something

loved Amelie to bits, and he would

middle of the night, or if he had to go through a lot of trouble, he would still do

back, but she chose to go to the Alston

grace and love for her

Amelie’s cheeks once again as

comforting her like he used to

the

the room, they

gazed at the adorable little girl in between the shoe

to Bria and led her to Steven.