Although Nathan was only a little over two years old, he was very smart.He once saw Liam's photo on Amelia's phone and started to stubbornly ask if that was his father. She didn't want to lie to him and thinking that they wouldn't meet Liam abroad, she admitted it to Nathan.She didn't expect him to remember it and asked to see Liam's photos every day. That was how he recognized Liam immediately upon meeting him for the first time.Amelia had discovered her pregnancy before she left the country and chose to keep it a secret. After giving birth to her son, she named him Nathan Jenson.Three years later, Amelia returned for Peter's birthday and left Nathan with her mentor, Tolkin. She then planned to go abroad again after establishing her office in the country. But she didn't expect Liam to find out about Nathan and bring him back.After dinner, Amelia grabbed a coat for Nathan, thinking that the rooftop garden might be windy. She then brought him to the garden after playin
Amelia Jenson clutched her marriage certificate tightly as she sat on the sofa of a large villa. Three years ago, she had agreed to marry Liam Prescott when she first met him.She glanced at the familiar name on the papers. Liam Prescott. Yet, Amelia felt no happiness. Tears filled her eyes instead. "Mr. Prescott, rumors have it that Ava Summers is your girlfriend. Any comments on that?""You said it yourself; it's a rumor. It cannot be taken as the truth." Liam Prescott was on TV, being interviewed by the reporters. He had dashing looks, and he smiled at the woman in his arms. The reporters around him quickly snapped multiple shots, as if they could already envision the headlines. "Mr. Prescott, since it's merely a rumor, can you explain your intimate relationship with Ava, then?" Liam's faint smile immediately disappeared. His features turned cold."Do I need to explain myself to you?" His gaze was piercing.His ruthless words left the reporter speechless. Ava laughed
Did she have any questions for Liam? Could she ask? Was she allowed to ask?Bitterness welled in her heart, but she maintained a smile as she lifted her head. "Did you have a good day at work?" she asked. Liam furrowed his brows and ignored her.He put down his cutlery. "I'm done. You don't have to cook for me in the future. I'll eat out and come home later," he told her. Amelia sensed he was mad but couldn't understand what she did wrong. Liam did not bother to explain it either.He got up and left without a word, leaving Amelia alone to eat and clean up. She felt completely disheartened as she ate in silence and tidied the table. Everything soon quieted down in the villa, so much that one could hear a pin drop. Amelia sniffled as a tear streamed down her face, hitting the back of her hand. She felt her heart throbbing in her chest. She couldn't understand how they ended up this way.During the first days of their marriage, she was dedicated to Liam's needs, but he accused
He merely wanted her to visit her grandparents. He was not going to divorce her. However, he still felt disgusted by her. Amelia regained her composure. Her heart was filled with bitterness. Although she wanted to explain herself, Liam had already shut his eyes, so she remained silent, afraid of disturbing him.She lay still on the bed. Her body became stiff and numb after some time. Amelia had a lot on her mind and couldn't sleep, no matter how hard she tried. The next morning, Liam was already gone when she woke up. Amelia got out of bed and sat in front of the dressing table. Her eyes were swollen, as expected. She freshened up and put on some light makeup. Then, she went downstairs, where the driver, John Miller, was already waiting for her in the living room. "Miss, Mr. Prescott ordered me to wait for you here. I will take you home after you have had breakfast." Even Mr. Miller didn't consider this place her home and wanted to send her back to her hometown. She knew h
Amelia did not stay overnight in Bryxton. After she had lunch, John, who had been missing the entire morning, returned and urged her to leave.He had followed Mr. Prescott’s orders and made sure she returned to her hometown safely. Now, he was carrying out his order to take her to Prescott’s residence. In any case, Amelia's decisions seemed to be beyond her control. So, she got into the car reluctantly. "Amelia, since you've married Liam, you should lead a good life with him. Don't be stubborn. Take good care of your home, and never come back again!" Maria cried and shouted as she followed alongside the car. Peter didn't say much, but he stayed by Maria's side. "What nonsense are you spewing! That's your granddaughter! She's my niece. The Jenson family raised her so she must come home!" David objected, reprimanding Maria. Peter turned around angrily, took off his shoe, and threw it at him. "How dare you talk to your mother like that?" he said. Amelia watched the chaos
The scene before Amelia made her eyes water. It hurt to watch them, and it pierced her lonely heart even more. Her husband had brought his mistress to her room, and the two of them were making love on her very own bed.Did Liam ask John to send her off to visit Maria just so he could bring this woman back here? Was it all because he wanted to spend more time with this celebrity named Ava? What about Amelia then? What was she to him now? She had stayed in this house for three whole years just because of a marriage certificate.All this time, she had held on to the hope that she could enter his heart someday and truly become Mrs. Prescott. It never crossed Amelia's mind that she'd end up in such a situation. Dejected, she slumped on the couch.The panting upstairs hadn't subsided. They instilled fear and uncertainty in her. She pushed through the door and darted out of the house aimlessly. She had stayed in this place for three years, and she'd always been cautious and played
Liam seemed to be in a foul mood yesterday. He drank a little too much, so he couldn't remember what happened last night.However, the look on May's face told him everything. Now, he knew that Amelia had left home because of him. He always knew her as a woman who was gentle and agreeable. Whenever May reported to him, it was always that Amelia was a sensible woman, so why did she change so abruptly today? "Sir, do you want me to search for Madam Amelia?" May asked cautiously. "No need for that. She's an adult and can make her own decisions. Call me if she comes back."Liam did not dwell on the matter, although he found it rather surprising for Amelia to leave the house just like this. He married her, so he'd provide for her. Naturally, he never locked her up or stripped away her freedom. She could leave whenever she wanted to. Besides, "Mrs. Prescott" was nothing more than a title. He shouldn't be concerned about her. Glancing up, he reminded himself that he had to get rid
Amelia swallowed her wrath and walked slowly toward the crowd.She heard the project manager say, "Ms. Summers, Mr. Yale arrived on time, and his makeup was even done already, but you … He's done with his part, and he waited for you for half an hour." "He left because you didn't come and said that you could shoot your part first. He'll come back soon for the part involving the two of you," explained the manager."Should we do your makeup for you first?" Alas, Ava acted as if she didn't hear any of them. It was as though she wanted to make things difficult for them. "What's this? It looks like shit! How am I supposed to eat it?" She yelled in their faces. "Just looking at it makes me feel like puking." After she finished complaining, she kicked the new products that were displayed, as if looking down on them. Amelia had joined the company for about a week, so she knew that the products were fine. The packaging might look a bit childish to appease their targeted consu