Marriage With A Evil Heart

With just that one shout, the expressions on Amelia and Robert’s faces changed instantly. I looked at Robert with curiosity and asked, “Is he calling you?”

Before Robert could respond, Amelia’s reaction was quite swift. She crouched down with an embarrassed expression, reaching out to the little boy, saying, “Ryan, don’t call out randomly. Your dad has gone to get the car! Call him Uncle, not Dad!”

In the next moment, the child’s expression became strange. He continuously straightened his back, wide-eyed, looking at Robert with a face full of grievance. I figured the hand behind the child was up to something.

At this moment, Robert, feigning calmness, coldly observed everything, his face showing a hint of coldness, his eyes sternly fixed on the little boy.

Amelia then stood up, holding the child’s hand. There must have been added force in her grip, as the knuckles of the hands she held together turned white. Amelia continued her act, pointing at Oliver, saying, “Why not say hello to Oliver? This is Oliver from your school!”

Oliver tightened his grip on my small hand, staring at Amelia without saying a word.

Robert showed displeasure, standing there indifferently.

Amelia, still smiling, nodded at me and Robert, saying, “Mr. and Mrs. Brown! Long time no see!”

“Long time no see,” I responded, coldly chuckling inside. Yes, it has been a long time! So long that my company is almost in your hands!Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Amelia looked at me and affectionately said, “Mrs. Brown, we haven’t seen each other in many years. I heard that you were ill. I didn’t have a chance to visit you. You’ve lost a lot of weight. If I hadn’t run into you here, I might not have recognized you!”

“Yeah, I had a serious illness and narrowly escaped death!” I responded with a smile, unabashedly staring at the little boy, asking, “Is he your child? Are you married?”

Amelia pulled the child closer to herself, swallowed, and forced herself to answer, “Yes, otherwise, why would I resign?”

“You resigned?” I pretended to be surprised, looking at Robert, “You never told me!”

Robert pulled the corners of his mouth and responded casually, as if it was a normal thing, “You were sick at that time, so I didn’t mention it. It’s been a long time!”

The little boy kept staring at Robert eagerly, and Amelia’s nose started to sweat. She had been controlling the child, afraid he might speak out of turn.

I deliberately focused on the child, my eyes fixed on his little face. To be honest, he looked quite good, with a clean and pleasing appearance.

I bent down, getting closer to him, and asked, “Hello! What’s your name?”

Amelia instinctively pulled the child closer and quickly answered, “His name is Ryan!”

“Oh, hello, Ryan!”

I nodded, savoring the name. Amelia, fearing he might blurt out his full name, hastily provided the answer for him.

Amelia quickly glanced at Robert, perhaps noticing his discomfort.

Maybe Robert, seeing that I had been staring at the child, couldn’t help but speak up, “How about you catch up another time? Daisy is tired from shopping today, and we were just about to head back!”

Amelia immediately went along, “Of course, of course! Mrs. Brown, let’s plan for another time! It’s been so long, I’m so happy. I almost forgot you were still ill!”

“No worries, take your time. How about it, Robert? Why don’t you take the two boys for a cold drink? Look, the little boy has been watching you all this time!” I deliberately looked at Robert, seeking his opinion.