My mystery lover

Chapter 252 Go on a Trip

Richard was at the door, watching Amy and Dexter talking and laughing in the ward. At this time,

someone patted his shoulder.

"Why don't you go in?" the visitor asked. Richard turned around and was a little surprised.

"Mrs. Newell, you're back?" Yes, the visitor was Mrs. Newell.

"Well, of course I have to come back. So many things have happened here. If I don't come back, there

will be a big mess." Mrs. Newell sighed.

Fortunately, her husband's surgery was relatively successful. So, she could temporarily leave him

there. Mr. Newell was also worried about what happened to Amy and urged Mrs. Newell to hurry back

to see their daughter.

Richard was a little embarrassed. It was all because of his family.

"Mrs. Newell, I am very sorry." Richard said to Mrs. Newell.

"Since you come here, just come in. Amy has known that you are her husband. So, it's not a good idea

for you to avoid like this." Mrs. Newell had intended to come back and replace Amy after Mr. Newell's

surgery.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Newell's condition was not as simple as it looked like. He had a series of operations.

Fortunately, he had recovered well and the operations were quite successful.

"Mrs. Newell, I won't go in. Amy may not want to see me at this time. It is okay that I watch her outside. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Since you're here, I'll leave." Richard said goodbye to Mrs. Newell, and then left.

Mrs. Newell looked at his back and pondered. It was an indisputable fact that Richard was Amy's

husband. But he was not there for Amy when she needed him most.

Mrs. Newell still remembered when Amy was in a coma, she cried and shouted, "Richard, I hate you!!!"

She did not know what had happened to them at that time. But Mrs. Newell, who loved her daughter

deeply, had a bad impression on Richard. She would hate the person her daughter hated.

So in the years that Amy went to France, Mrs. Newell protected her very well. She didn't let Richard

find any information, nor did she have any cooperation with HD Group.

But they were a couple after all and had a child. Mrs. Newell and Mr. Newell thought there should be an

end between them sooner or later. It was useless to avoid it.

"Hello, guys." When Mrs. Newell appeared at the door, Amy and Dexter were happy. Amy was not very

close to Mrs. Newell. But she knew that Mrs. Newell was nice to her. She was also used to calling Mrs.

Newell mom. In these five years, Mrs. Newell was her mom.

"Mom, why are you back? Is Dad okay? Is it all right to leave him there alone?" Dexter and Amy were

both concerned about Mr. Newell's health.

"Your dad is recovering well. Don't worry. I came back to deal with some things." Mrs. Newell said to

her two children.

Looking at her children loving each other, she was pleased. Children always fought with each other in

many families, but her children were humble.

"Well, Mom, you're just in time. Amy's not feeling well now. I'd like to work for her for a moment, so that

she can get some rest." Dexter spoke to Mrs. Newell. He was distressed about Amy and wanted Amy

to go for a break.

"Mom, no, I can do it. Dexter does not like business. Just let him do what he likes." Amy hurriedly

explained.

She and Dexter were completely different. Dexter did not like business. But she liked it. There was

always one person in this family who had to pay. She would rather be that person.

"I temporarily come back this time to solve it. Dexter, it is good that you care about Amy. But you are

really not good at business. So, you go to France to look after your father. Amy, I am sorry. I know such

a thing will happen if you come back. But I have no choice. You are not in a good mood recently. So, go

on a trip and take a break. I will deal with the Newell Group during this time."

Mrs. Newell made a plan for the recent events, so that all would be happy. Amy had not had a break in

the past five years. She was a workaholic, so Allen also rarely went out to play.

"Mom, I don't need a break. I can't stop. I'll get sick if I stop." Amy was afraid of not working. If she

didn't work for a while, she would be flustered and short of breath.

"It's okay. You won't rest for too long, just a month. I'll help you with the work. You just take Allen

abroad for a good time. If you don't want to go abroad, it's okay to go to some places at this country."

Mrs. Newell thought that Amy had to rest.

"Mom." Amy still wanted to say something, but Mrs. Newell stopped her. Amy was her dearly loved

person, not a machine which just made money for her. Mrs. Newell knew that Amy had something in

her mind. Amy was so sad that blood supply of her brain was insufficient, which caused her to lose her

memory.

Maybe there had a sign that she would recover her memory. But she was afraid of remembering the

past. She used work to numb herself and escape from the past. As time passed, she forgot the past

and really lost memory.

Seeing that her mother was forcing her to go on a trip, Amy thought about it and felt it was acceptable.

Allen had suffered a lot with her, and had never gone to any amusement parks or other places like that.

"OK. Then, I'll go on a trip. Thank you, mom. I love you." Amy then agreed.

"Mom, where are we going?" Allen was packing his clothes. His little suitcase was almost full.

"Your grandmother booked the tickets. I don't know where we are going. Someone will send us the

tickets later." Amy was also packing her suitcase.

"No matter where we go, I like it. Mom, I want to go on a trip with you. I want to stay with mom all my

life." Allen walked over and kissed Amy, who was squatting and packing her suitcase, on her cheeks.

"Nice. You will stay with me for the rest of your life. Then you will not marry a girl?" Amy teased her

son.

"Then I'll let my wife stay with mom with me in the future." Allen responded quickly. Amy was happy to

hear it.

"Miss Newell, this is the ticket that Mrs. Newell asked me to send to you. It's a flight at two o'clock this

afternoon. The destination is Zurich, Switzerland. Someone will pick you up there when you arrive." A

man in a black suit held a pouch and handed it to Amy.

Amy took the pouch and opened it. It was a ticket to Zurich.

She just once said in passing that she wanted to visit Zurich, the prosperous economic and cultural

center.