When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

She took off her fox mask, wiped her sweat, then pushed Bria out of the streaming room.

“Mommy, are you asking Mr. Gareth to pretend to be Daddy?” Bria couldn’t help but ask.

There was a troubled look in her large eyes.

She liked Blake, but she liked Leo as well.

She found it extremely difficult to choose between them.

Amelie caressed her small cheek. “Bria, you haven’t recovered yet, so you can’t join the event. I’ll be in the audience with you, and we can cheer the other children on.”

Bria pursed her small lips, but she didn’t say anything in the end.

When Amelie opened the door the next day, she was surprised to see a large and slender figure standing at the entrance.

The man stood there silently, his stern aura causing the entire corridor to feel suppressive.

“Mr. Alston?”

Amelie was stunned when she saw the man in front of her.

After making it so clear before, she thought that he wouldn’t visit again.

“I’m here to see Bria.” Leo’s expression was cold.

He had always been a serious man, but now, he had grown even colder, and there was a distant look in his eyes.

When Amelie heard that, she stepped aside and allowed him passage.

Leo walked into the house.

After taking a few steps, he paused and turned around slightly. A seemingly nonchalant look colored his eyes as he said, “So you’re asking Blake to attend the event at Bria’s school, eh?”

Amelie was stunned. She didn’t think that he would know about this.

She had only mentioned this while streaming.

Had Leo been watching her streams?

Even though Leo already knew that she was Foxy, she didn’t think that he would watch her streams.

Noticing her silence, Leo allowed his expression to turn even fiercer. “Bria is my daughter; she doesn’t need anyone to replace her father! She doesn’t need outsiders to join her events!”

For a moment, the entire house fell into silence.

Leo paused for a moment, then asked, “What time?”

Amelie realized that he was asking when the event would be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at most, she still told him the answer.

there on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

had visited quite early, so Amelie

to attend to and was back in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie had taken on the task of making

breakfast was ready, she walked over

room, she saw Bria lying in

were flipping

read the book out

used had softened now, and he didn’t seem

Bria seemed to enjoy the feeling of being embraced by him. As she

the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s

removed Bria from Leo’s embrace. “It’s time

onto the tiny wheelchair

turned around and

a hint of envy in

still, she asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would you like

stood

a little. He didn’t like her calling

was at a loss for

he would decline, and she didn’t mean

been said, so she couldn’t take back her words. It

room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup for Bria and Leo

chicken soup, an ambiguous look in

expression

anything as he picked up a spoon and

was especially quiet when he

a while, a dreamy

sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that

his preferences. She memorized his

avoided her cooking, refusing to try even a bite of

had cooked all the dishes, he would ask Miss Potts

history, when she recalled it now,

a

hated it even now, and he was forcing himself to eat just to accompany

outcome a long time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only

atmosphere at the dining table was

with her

them herself. Mommy also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a dumpling and

look on her face, and it was

mother’s cooking was the best, so she sincerely wanted her father

would fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence

still holding the spoon as he looked at Bria

harshly, trying