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.

Bria knew that she would be seeing Blake compete, she strongly requested for her mother to take pictures. Understanding that her daughter was a die-hard fan, Amelie captured more than a hundred photos. Blake sure is handsome. Any picture

of the pictures, she saved the rest, planning to let Bria see them when she returned home. Yet, just as she put her phone into her bag, she could feel it

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

is drunk. Could you

Amelie was

person called her ‘Foxy’ number. Not a lot of people knew

because of Samuel, so she would not call him to pick her up. Fearing that something might happen, Amelie did not ask much as she told the person to look after her friend for a bit. Then, she

like its name, was located

as she got out and walked into the bar. There were merely a few people in it with

customer is inside.” The waiter

had his face covered, showing only his dark hair. The dim lights reflected a platinum accessory on his arm. With his sleeves half rolled up, she noticed the watch on his wrist. Where

hand slid down from his face, revealing his sharp features. Even when he was drunk, he still looked as stern

the person

Amelie called out to the female waiter. “Pardon,

shot a weird gaze at her. “The only person who got drunk tonight

I think the waiter must have misunderstood everything. After all, shouldn’t Elyse be

but I don’t know him that well.” Not wanting anything

panicked and stopped her upon seeing that. “But he

who was in a drunken stupor. I think he drank too much and just gave out

10.40PM. If you don’t carry him away, then nobody will be taking care of him tonight.” The waiter kept looking at her watch. “I

waiter ran out in a hurry, looking as if she feared Amelie might

as defeat took over her face. She’s still Bria’s father,

thought, she fished out her phone and