A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Amelie turned around to see Elyse sitting in a wheelchair with a smile on her face. Someone was pushing her up the

hill. Elyse was dressed in a long, white dress that perfectly covered her leg that was in a cast. She had natural-

looking makeup on her face that made her seem especially mesmerizing.

Amelie snapped back to reality—as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over her—when she saw Elyse.

What’s wrong with me? Leo and Elyse are about to start a new family. Wouldn’t I cause more problems for Leo if I

brought up the past? He might have caused me problems by forgetting about me, but what would I gain from

causing him problems now?

“You guys should enjoy yourselves.” Amelie excused herself and headed down the hill without any hesitation.

Amelie figured that Elyse’s presence would bring her a lot of unnecessary issues, so Amelie decided not to head

back with the rest of the group. She hailed a cab for herself instead.

Amelie wheeled Bria over to the side of the road before she used an application on her phone to book a cab. The

nursing home was in a rather secluded area, so it was hard for her to get a cab there. She requested one but didn’t

get an offer for a long while. Right then, a seven-seater Cayenne pulled up in front of them.

The man inside the car lowered his window to reveal his icy face. “Get in,” the familiar-looking man said to Amelie.

She let out a scoff when she saw who it was. “It’s fine.” She rejected him in a polite tone. Leo knitted his brows

together upon hearing her words.

“There’s no need to be polite with us, Miss Dillon. Let’s head off together.” Another person stuck her head out of the

car window in the back. It was Elyse, and she was wearing a huge and innocent-looking smile on her face. If Amelie

hadn’t seen Elyse’s true colors, she might have thought that Elyse was genuinely a nice person.

“It’s hard to get a cab here, and you might have to wait for a long while. You might be fine with waiting, but I’m not

sure about Bria,” Elyse uttered. Amelie stared at Elyse silently. Bria and I wouldn’t have to be in this tough situation

if you hadn’t shown up, Amelie thought to herself. There were other families who were heading down the hill after

planting their trees, and things would get worse if those families passed by and saw Amelie standing around with

Elyse in the car.

Amelie finally nodded before lifting Bria into her arms. “Let’s take Daddy’s car home.” Leo’s driver rushed out of

the car to help store the wheelchair in the boot. Amelie initially wanted to take the driver’s seat so that she wouldn’t

have to see the couple in action, but she couldn’t do so as Bria was too young to sit in front. Amelie was

contemplating her next move when Leo got out of the car.

“You should sit in front, Leony. I hope you don’t mind,” Elyse uttered from inside the car. She gave him an

apologetic look after that. Amelie eyed both of them speechlessly. This wasn’t the first time Amelie witnessed how

obedient Leo was to Elyse, but Amelie still felt disgusted every time she saw the way they interacted.

Amelie tried her best to keep herself invisible throughout the car ride. Bria didn’t seem to be in a good mood either

—she kept quiet throughout the whole ride, with her hands clinging onto her mother’s arms and her head buried in

her mother’s chest. Bria pouted the entire time. It was obvious that Bria was hurt by Elyse’s sudden appearance.

Amelie felt sorry for her daughter, so she patted Bria’s back gently to comfort her. Bria pulled one of her hands

away from Amelie to press it against her own belly, creating a barrier between herself and Amelie. This was one of

Bria’s signature moves—she often did this when she was feeling down or insecure. Amelie felt rather sad for Bria,

so she lowered her head to press her cheek against Bria’s hair. I tried so hard to make sure that Bria wouldn’t be

hurt by me and Leo’s divorce, but things still turned out like this.

The car was silent throughout their one-hour drive back to Amelie’s housing area. Bria was fast asleep by the time

they arrived, and Amelie tried to carry Bria out of the car without waking her up. “Please help me get the

wheelchair,” Amelie whispered to the driver.

However, before the driver could do so, Leo had already opened the boot to retrieve Bria’s wheelchair. Amelie

watched as Leo’s bony hands picked the wheelchair up before he expanded it and placed it on the ground. Amelie

gave him a pleasant smile. “Thanks, Mr. Alston. You can leave the wheelchair here. I’ll pick it up later.”

Bria was fast asleep on Amelie’s shoulder, and Amelie was worried that she would wake the child up if she moved

around too much. The last thing Amelie wanted was for her daughter to be hurt again by the sight of Leo leaving

with another woman. Amelie turned to walk off after thanking Leo. However, right when Amelie arrived at her front

door and was about to let herself in, she saw the man’s bony hand reaching forward to open the door for her.

Amelie was shocked as she hadn’t expected Leo to come after her. “Thanks,” she uttered politely. Then, she

stepped into her house. Amelie had been certain that Leo would leave her alone after she entered her house, but

to her surprise, he followed her in. Amelie couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. “We’re home, Mr. Alston. You

shouldn’t keep your fiancée waiting. You should leave now,” Amelie uttered with Bria still resting on her shoulder.

“Elyse…” Leo knitted his brows together. “Elyse is your fiancée, and I’m not interested to hear about you two.

Thank you for spending time with Bria today. I appreciate it,” Amelie uttered in a curt and firm manner. She had no

interest in hearing about Leo’s loving relationship with Elyse.

Not interested? Amelie’s words stabbed Leo’s heart like a dagger. He was silent for a long while before he spoke.

“You mentioned that you used to know me. What happened between us while we were still in Quinn Town?” he

asked.

Amelie hadn’t expected Leo to ask such a question. However, she was no longer in the mood to explain herself to

him at that point. “We’ve been married for four years. Doesn’t that count as knowing each other? Anyway, don’t

you know what happened between us in Quinn Town? What I meant was how we would bump into each other at

least three times a day back in that town. You suspected that I had some ulterior motive, and I felt really

misunderstood back then. I only brought it up because I hope that you’d stop assuming things about me.”

Amelie pressed her lips together for a while before she spoke again. “Perhaps I once held hopes toward my

relationship with you, but… I’ve lost all hope since we got a divorce. If you wish to see Bria again, you should call

me and inform me beforehand, Mr. Alston. I’ll get someone to send her to you after I’ve asked for her permission.”

In other words, Amelie was implying that she didn’t have plans of seeing him in the future.

Upon finishing her words, Amelie waved at him before turning around and walking off. Leo no longer went after

her, and Amelie shut the door behind her before she let out a sigh. Amelie knew that she couldn’t blame anyone

else for Elyse’s sudden appearance—it was her fault that she didn’t see this coming. I’m never going to ask Leo to

participate in another activity like this again. Amelie tucked Bria into bed and stayed around in the living room for a

while before she realized that she had left Bria’s wheelchair outside.

When Amelie walked out to get the wheelchair, she realized that there was a figure standing beside the wheelchair.

“Leo?” Amelie called out instinctively. The man’s figure looked rather similar to Leo’s. However, Amelie then

recalled that Leo was dressed in dark blue slacks. The man before her eyes was dressed in a full white outfit and

had his hair tied up.

The visitor was… Toby. “What are you doing here, Mr. Walsh?” Amelie changed her tone of voice as she walked up

to him. “Are you here to meet my father? He’s not home.” Amelie had just finished her words when Toby reached

out and pulled her in for a hug. Amelie froze—she was speechless for a while before she pushed him away. “What’s

going on, Mr. Walsh?”

Amelie had always thought of Toby as a gentle and classy man—she had never seen him acting so rashly. The next

second, she smelled the stench of alcohol on him. “Were you drinking earlier?”

Toby took a deep breath before he spoke in a raspy voice. “I understand now. I know everything now,” he said.

“What… do you know?”