Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 184

Edward was tall and well-built. His black attire, especially the leather jacket, amplified his cold, intimidating presence.

He took a few steps forward and fixed his piercing gaze on Amelia, who was clearly frightened by his sudden appearance.

With a slight raise of his chin, he commanded in a hoarse voice, "Come down."

Amelia swallowed the last bit of her potato chip, her throat tightening with anxiety. "Mr. Moore, you can't just barge into someone's house like this," she said, her voice trembling.

Edward's gaze was steady and intense, sending shivers down Amelia's spine. Her legs felt like jelly as she scanned the living room, which was crowded with bodyguards. There was nowhere to run.

She descended the stairs and entered the living room. Edward stood motionless, radiating a chilling presence.

"You hired the driver who caused the accident with Calvin and Janice, didn't you?" he said, his voice low.

Amelia's heart pounded. How did he find out so quickly? It was impossible! The driver had been paid to keep quiet no matter what.

Watching her throat bob nervously, Edward pressed, "Was anyone else involved in this?"

sinking feeling that if it was just her, he wouldn't hesitate to take

filled the living

his cold, unforgiving gaze sent

made a

mistake that involved attempted murder?" Edward's

wouldn't have the guts to

Heidi was behind it all. He took a step back, and his bodyguards advanced. Amelia screamed as

a cigarette. He didn't dare to call the hospital as he was afraid of

then, a car pulled up outside. Heidi

you come up with any new crochet designs recently?" Simon asked as

with pride. "Of course," she

steps. He was illuminated by the moonlight as snowflakes gently fell around him. His

face lit up

what are you doing here? Did you come to see me?" For a moment, she wondered if

hadn't noticed Amelia's messages. She had

behind Edward inside the house.

the throat and slammed her against the door. She struggled and started hitting his hand,