Michael Linton had already intentionally given a reminder, and even without it, Fabian Holmes knew those things couldn’t be said to Amelia Linton, unless he wanted to invite trouble for himself.
"He just said he’s coming home tonight and told me to treat him well, things like that." When he said this, he didn’t even turn his head; his face showed no sign of abnormality, and anyway, she didn’t notice.
Amelia Linton didn’t see anything wrong and didn’t ask further. She sat properly in the passenger seat, becoming a quiet passenger.
Since she didn’t ask, Fabian certainly wouldn’t volunteer to say anything to her. Neither spoke, and the car fell into a silent atmosphere, but it wasn’t awkwardly so.
After Fabian dropped Amelia off at home, he didn’t even get out of the car. He turned around and headed for the company. There were no urgent matters at the office, but he just didn’t want to stay at home with her because he wasn’t sure if she might cause problems again.
Amelia Linton didn’t think too much about it, nor could she. Precisely because she didn’t consider this, she didn’t stop Fabian from leaving; otherwise, she surely wouldn’t let him go so easily, as she wasn’t the type to let things slide.
"Wang Ma!"
As soon as she entered, Amelia shouted for the family maid, Wang Ma, who was cleaning at the time. Hearing Amelia’s call, she hurried over without putting down her cloth.
Wang Ma arrived, stopping a short distance from Amelia, barely catching her breath before she spoke, "Ma’am! You’re back."
"Don’t clean now, go buy some groceries; we have a guest tonight." As Wang Ma approached, Amelia immediately saw the cleaning cloth in her hand. Despite her usual obsession with cleanliness, she instructed Wang Ma to head out for shopping first.
After Wang Ma left, Amelia headed inside, first going to the living room to find her phone on the sofa.
Not checking was fine, but a glance startled her.
She had several missed calls, not only from her husband Fabian but also from her brother Michael and even her son.
Amelia checked the time of the missed calls; they all came after she left home. At that time, she was...
Recalling what happened last night, hatred flared in her eyes. She tightened her grip on the phone, so much so that her knuckles turned white.
Amelia sat on the sofa, clutching her phone in a daze for a long time until she heard Wang Ma return with the groceries, at which point she slowly regained her composure. She put away the phone, stood up, and returned to her room, not coming out again.
She didn’t come out even for lunch. In the afternoon, when she heard Wang Ma knock and say her brother had arrived, she finally came out.
"You didn’t have to bring anything when you came."
Clearly, Amelia looked very excited at this moment, pulling Michael Linton into the living room.
Wang Ma, perceptive as always, took the items from Michael’s hands and placed them on a nearby cabinet before heading to the kitchen to make tea for the guest.
Seeing how happy and excited her mistress was, this guest must have a very good relationship with her.
Amelia and Michael hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Not only was Amelia excited and happy, but Michael was also very emotional. Seeing his sister sitting healthily before him, his heart finally settled.