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

was a little bicycle, a skateboard, and

history, Amelie couldn’t stop her tears as they streamed

face.

holler for Steven to come out when Amelie stopped

took step after careful

darkened old alley and finally reached

the shopfront, and it was filled with

patterns were various and

their novel styles, she couldn’t help but pause in her tracks and

she could only proceed further

small yard lay at the back

sat at an antique shoe machine. His back was

slow, whereas his hair was

at him,

this man in front of her was none other

doubted

this white. When she got married, his

wasn’t bent so much either. He was a bonafide

stature

weren’t this

contain the sorrow in her heart, she called in a low

working man

slowly

revealed his wizened and wrinkled

calm and gentle from all

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

slowly took off his glasses as he finally recognized her. “A…..

toward Steven, sobbing. In her raging emotions, she wanted to hug him, but she

there as

to her and took her hands. “It’s really you, Amy-you’re back. No wonder

singing so happily this

head to toe, wiping away the tears on her face. “Child, why have

thin?”

on her face, which was a stark contrast to her appearance now. Now, her chin

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

wanted more than anything to

so glad you’re back.” Steven was

didn’t ask too much as he led Amelie outside. “I’ll whip something up for you. What would you like

bits, and he would always pamper her ever since

a lot of trouble, he would still do everything he could to provide her with all the food

a father who loved her to the moon and back,

should’ve been repaying her father’s grace and love for her with her whole

Amelie’s cheeks once again

patted her firmly on the back, comforting her

while later, the

they arrived at the room,

in between the shoe racks, his eyes lighting up in an

to Steven. “Dad, this is my daughter. Her

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