My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)

Chapter 38

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,

items bearing so much history, Amelie couldn’t stop her

face.

out when Amelie stopped her. “I’ll go in on my

she took step after

past the darkened old alley and finally reached the

wasn’t much more spacious than the shopfront,

were various and exquisite.

colorful shoes in their novel styles, she couldn’t help

so she could only proceed further to look for

small yard lay at the

shoe machine. His back was bent over as

movements were slow, whereas his hair was a mixture of gray and

at him, perfectly still.

in front of her was none other than her father, Steven Dillon.

herself a

hair wasn’t this white. When she got married, his hair was

back wasn’t bent so much either. He was a bonafide middle-aged

stature

weren’t this slow either….

her heart, she

man

slowly turned

he did that, he revealed his

and gentle from all the years spent on intricate

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

glasses as he

Dad. It’s me Amelie took a few steps toward Steven, sobbing. In her raging

stood there as tears

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

singing so happily

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

thin?”

contrast to her appearance now. Now, her

hold any grudges against her for ignoring him after she married into the Alston Family. Instead, he worried greatly for her health, and this only made Amelie even more remorseful.

had been too cruel, and she wanted more than anything to give herself

glad you’re back.” Steven

“I’ll whip something up for you.

Amelie to bits, and he would always pamper her ever since she was a baby.

of the night, or if he had to go through a lot of trouble,

and back, but

her father’s grace and love for her with her whole

rolled down Amelie’s cheeks once again

her firmly on the back, comforting her like he used to do in

two finally went back

they arrived at the room, they

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

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