A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Amelie thought he would do something, but instead, he went past her and left. Huh. For some reason, he’s been

acting weird since last night?

“Can we leave now?”

Amelie looked at the girl in a white dress, and she realized why he was in a hurry to leave. Oh, he’s trying not to

make that girl suspect anything. The girl met Amelie’s gaze, and then she smiled. Then she left with Leo by her

side.

Vaguely, Amelie heard her say, “Your mother is quite the welcoming host. I do hope we get to see each other

more.”

So that’s the new girl Melissa got for him? I can see she’s from a good family, what with her wearing expensive

clothes. Guess Melissa got what she wanted. But what about Leo? Why did he dump Elyse all of a sudden? I thought

he listened to her. Thought he was nice to her. Nice enough to be the Leo I didn’t know.

Amelie entered the garage and met Leo again. He was leaning on his black Cayenne, looking like someone from a

beautiful poster of a movie. In case he got angry again, Amelie nodded at him politely and moved to her car.

But just before she could enter the car, Leo asked coolly, “You just told everyone we’re a couple. If we go our own

ways now, someone might notice it and take a picture. You’d have a lot to explain about then.”

Oh, right. Blake’s fans are crazy. They might be hiding somewhere. Gotta be careful. She heaved a sigh and turned

to Leo’s car instead. “Guess I’ll need your help then, Mr. Alston.”

Alston entered his car and slammed the door shut, saying nothing.

Amelie would rather not talk to someone who would only give her the cold shoulder, but she had no choice. In the

end, she got into the backseat, but the girl from earlier was nowhere to be found. Off to buy something, perhaps?

Amelie thought. Since Leo wasn’t driving, she thought she had a correct guess.

But then Leo coolly said, “I don’t like the feeling of being a driver.”

Amelie looked around. Wait. He wants me in the passenger seat? But what about his new girl? Will she be mad?

“That’s… not the best idea,” said Amelie.

“You can get out of the car otherwise,” said Leo.

Never knew he could be this tart. She couldn’t leave alone, lest Blake’s fans came after her. Left with no choice, she

took the passenger seat. Not like the girl can get angry at me. The moment she sat down, Leo drove away like a

stampeding stallion. “Um…”

Leo didn’t ask where she was going. He was driving in Halport’s direction.

Amelie looked around in silence for a while, then she said, “You don’t have to take me all the way home. Just let me

alight somewhere quiet.”

“I want to see Bria,” said Alston coolly. Amelie thought the air around him felt colder than usual.

She kept her mouth shut, or he might lash out at her again. Oh, there’s a bag here. Hm, that’s the bag that girl was

holding. Curious, she sneaked a peek at the content and saw a few beautiful bottles in it. On a closer look, she

realized those bottles were salves for wounds and scars. Oh, so she was trying to appease him? How nice. I guess

they’ve been dating for a while, then.

She looked at Leo and was reminded of the scars she saw on his face. She didn’t look at him earlier just in case

anyone saw them and tried to make a scandal out of it. But now she noticed that his face was still hurt, though the

wounds were not as scary as the night before. Even with scars on his face, Leo still looked handsome. Not only did

the scars fail to mar his looks, but they also made him look rugged and handsome. This is so unfair.

She moved her gaze away, sleepiness grasping her. She hadn’t slept well the night before, and the fans scaring her

earlier took a toll on her mind. Even though Amelie tried her best to resist it, eventually she succumbed to sleep.

Finally, Leo looked at her in silence, his eyes glinting.

When she woke up, the car had already come to a stop, and standing outside was Brianna’s kindergarten. Amelie

sat up and noticed a piece of clothing sliding away. She stared down and, to her surprise, found that it was a men’s

suit. This has been covering me? There are only the two of us here, so…

She looked at Leo. As expected, his suit was gone, revealing the shirt underneath. It clung to his skin tightly,

showing off his beautiful lines. Quickly, Amelie snapped out of it and handed the suit back. “Thanks.”

But Leo didn’t take it. He looked at her with an even darker gaze than before.

Um…

Just when she thought he would stay silent, he blurted, “Who is Blake to you?”

Amelie froze. She wondered why he asked that. “He’s like a brother to me. Is anything the matter?” she answered

honestly, looking at him.

Leo met her gaze as well.

“Brother?” he repeated.

He said nothing more, but Amelie knew he didn’t agree with her statement. He’s mocking me? Annoyed by his

attitude, Amelie sneered. “The relationship I share with him has nothing to do with you, Mr. Alston.”

Leo kept quiet.

Refusing to talk to him anymore, Amelie left the car.

Leo was alone. No matter how many deep breaths he took, he couldn’t hold back the sense of frustration welling

within him. She risked herself to protect Toby and Blake, but she wouldn’t even give me a moment of her time?

Amelie and Brianna eventually came out, chatting happily. Noticing Leo’s car, Brianna pointed at it. “Is that Daddy’s

car, Mommy?”

Amelie looked in the direction she was pointing, but all she saw was Leo’s car driving into the distance. I thought he

was here to see Bria. Why did he leave? Amelie was confused, but she quickly shook her head. “No, that’s not his

car.” She’d be devastated if she knew he was here but still refused to see her.

“Really?” Brianna was doubtful. It looked like Daddy’s car, but I couldn’t see its plate. It’s going too fast.

…

An hour later, Leo entered Prix Bar and made his way to one of their rooms. Silently, he poured himself a glass of

wine and took a big swig.

Toby was also hurt. He looked at Leo and smirked, then he stood up. “So, here to drink away your frustration?” He

placed a set of keys on the table.

Leo’s attention turned to the keys. The car key belonged to Amelie. It had her name carved on it. Even though he

tried to stay calm, Leo tightened his grip on his glass.

At his change, Toby’s smirk broadened, but then he dragged Leo up by the collar. “You don’t deserve Amelie,

Alston!”