A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Amelie was stunned yet again as emotions flowed from within her gaze. Turning around, she coughed lightly. “Blakey, it doesn’t matter if I go back or not. What matters is that I hope this segment can inspire you. You’re not young anymore. It’s time to go out and find your significant other. An ideal man like you should be able to find a pure person like you and close to your age fairly quickly.”

She had stated everything as clearly as she could.

That disappointed Blake greatly, making him feel like he had his soul sucked out.

Taking a step toward him, she placed her hands on his shoulders. “I’m an only child, so I view you as my little brother. Blakey, you’re an irreplaceable existence to me. You’re family for life, just like my father and Bria. We’ll always be family.”

He silently looked up at her. At that moment, her serious expression, pursed lips, and straight gaze told him that she was being sincere. Although he wanted to be with her, she treated him as her brother… Makes sense. She’s an exceptional woman. Even if I pour my heart and soul, I think I’ll only amount to being a figure-skating champion.

Countless disappointments and pensiveness welled up within Blake, yet he could only keep them in, for he did not want to lose her even if it meant that he would stay by her side as her ‘brother’.

“Alright.” He nodded. “I understand, Amelie.”

This time, he felt pain when calling her name, but he did it with a smile, which had a sense of sadness from Amelie’s point of view. This boy…

“If so, then how about we ‘siblings’ go back to the shoot? This is my first time joining a variety show, so I don’t know much about anything. If you don’t go with me, I’ll get nervous,” he stated sincerely with a pitiful look, making it unable to refuse him.

On top of that, Amelie was worried that something might happen to him during the shoot. Since he still had a few upcoming competitions to take part in, nothing was allowed to go wrong. It’ll be better for me to take care of him if I tag along.

With that thought in mind, she nodded. “Sure.”

They went through the ceremony with Blake receiving his award before celebrating over a meal. Then, night fell, and his manager came to pick them up. Finally, the two bid their farewells.

While walking to her car, Amelie was sorting through the pictures on her phone when she found that they were all images of him during competitions.

daughter was a die-hard fan,

planning to let Bria see them when she returned home. Yet, just as she put her phone into her

number of affairs lately, she had been inundated with work, meaning that even though

this is Serenity Bar. Your friend is drunk. Could you come and pick them up?” the

Amelie

two phone numbers; looking at the caller, she found that the person called her ‘Foxy’ number. Not a lot of people knew about this number, excluding the staff from ‘Show Your Love’, so the

up. Fearing that something might happen, Amelie did not ask much as she told the person

started her ignition and drove at breakneck speed to the bar. Serenity Bar, just like its name, was located a distance away. She kept driving until the name of the bar popped up in a secluded

it looked fairly swanky as she got out and walked into the bar. There were merely a few people in it with some employees in black uniforms and a janitor, who was wearing a black cap. After

is inside.” The waiter who led her

Julia but a man, who had his face covered, showing only his dark hair. The dim lights reflected

his face, revealing his sharp features. Even when he

So, the person that

out to the female waiter. “Pardon, but are

“The only person who

swept her hair back, speechless. I think the waiter must have misunderstood everything. After all, shouldn’t Elyse be the person Leo wants to

know him that well.” Not wanting anything to do with

upon seeing that. “But he insisted that I call this

glanced at Leo, who was in a drunken stupor. I think he drank too much and just gave out a random

him away, then nobody will be taking care

stating that, the waiter ran out in a hurry, looking as if she

swept back her hair again as defeat took over her face. She’s still Bria’s father, so

some thought, she fished out her phone