A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Chapter 356 To Hurt His Feelings

Amelie looked in that direction to see Michelle and Leo walking in her direction side by side.

Already discussing family plans? Amelie couldn’t help looking at Michelle’s tummy, but it was flat. They had just

confirmed their relationship, so they wouldn’t have children this early even if they were together. Obviously, they

were at the hospital for a pre-marital checkup.

Leo’s arms hung by his sides, his gaze cold and lips pursed tightly as if he didn’t want to talk to Michelle. When his

gaze shifted and landed on Amelie, it lingered briefly as he answered, “Both are okay to me.”

Michelle froze, surprised that he had responded to her. However, she also caught sight of Amelie, and a meaningful

expression appeared on her face. Purposefully linking her arm with Leo’s, Michelle raised her carefully made-up

face higher. “You and I have the same opinion, Leo. I am not picky either.”

“Oh, Miss Dillon. What a coincidence to see you here,” she called out after that as if she had just spotted Amelie.

“Miss Walsh, Mr. Alston,” Amelie greeted them politely.

Michelle smiled brightly while Leo nodded politely as they passed her, behaving like strangers. Amelie merely

assumed he wanted to avoid controversy and did not think too much about it as she continued walking.

Behind them, Michelle voluntarily removed her arm from Leo’s and retreated to a safe distance, her eyes focused

curiously on Leo’s face. Since his gaze was still directed toward Amelie, he wasn’t looking at her. Even if it wasn’t

obvious, she still caught it as her smile became wider.

“Mr. Alston, you still cannot forget Miss Dillon, can you?” Her voice became polite and distant, compared to the

intimate one from before. Amelie was truly admirable since she had caught Leo’s weakness. Now, he thought he

didn’t deserve her. Although he still fancied her a lot, he still distanced herself from her.

After being refused by Leo, she was focused on revenge. The more he was hurting, the happier she felt. If she

wasn’t so wary of him, she would have brought him before Amelie every day so that she could torture him

repeatedly.

“If you can’t let go of her, just pursue her. We’re merely putting up a facade to avoid everyone’s attempts at

forcing marriage on us. You don’t have to be concerned about me.” She sounded sincere, yet her eyes were cold.

He didn’t seem to have heard her and walked straight past her.

She was speechless, and the satisfaction she got from revenge was quickly replaced with the feeling of being

ignored. She pinched her fingertips under her sleeve before she quickly chased after him.

Even if he didn’t say anything, she continued chattering on. “Miss Dillon is admirable for removing her cornea for

you. This takes a lot of courage, and I would never have done it even with borrowed courage,” she said before

sighing once again. “How much does she like you? I heard that she got an infection after donating her cornea and

was unconscious for three months. She saved you by risking her life.”

Michelle knew that Leo had decided to let her go because of this, and she decided to rub salt in his wound. The

more tormented he was, the better she felt!

“Ow!” Just as she was talking, Leo suddenly stopped. Not paying attention, she bumped into his back.

It was cold and stiff, which made her shiver from it. Even if he hadn’t turned around and she couldn’t see his

expression, she could feel the murderous aura coming from him. Her satisfaction was quickly replaced by fear as

she felt an invisible hand around her neck, which caused her breathing to become laborious.

He did not need to say anything to make her feel suffocated!

…

Soon, night fell. As the cold tide came, the weather became colder. The night was freezing cold, and the number of

people outside declined while every home was illuminated.

Leo sat in the car, his windows half open. The warm light shining on his face formed a clear contrast to his pale

skin. The air conditioning wasn’t cold, but the interior was as cold as the exterior.

He held a cigarette between his fingers and took a smoke occasionally. The blue smoke emanating from his mouth

as well as his slightly thin white shirt somehow gave the feeling that it was colder inside the car.

His eyes were half-closed, and his eyebrows were locked in a frown. While a slight smile could be seen from time to

time previously, his expression was now frigid enough to freeze water.

“You don’t deserve Amelie.” He recalled Toby’s words over and over, a bitter smile spreading across his face. He

had thought Toby said that on purpose because the other man wanted to fight him for Amelie, but now, he could

feel how much she had sacrificed for him.

He did not deserve her and wasn’t even worthy of bringing her shoes to her.

Leo rubbed his eyes, allowing the explosive pain to fill his chest. She was Big Eyes, and the cornea donor had been

her. However, he had abandoned his savior in the Alston Residence for four years and let everyone bully and tease

her. He should go to hell because of this!

The coldness he had shown her in the daytime wasn’t because he didn’t want to be involved with her but because

he didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve to talk to her, see her face, or even miss her!

…

Time flew by, and a month soon passed.

“Mr. Alston.” Eugene walked into the office early and turned to see Leo. His head was bowed as he worked on the

computer, his expression cold and serious. Even though the heater was cranked up to the max, Eugene still chilled

at the sight and shivered involuntarily.

He retreated from the room and headed for the secretary’s 24-hour work counter. “Give me today’s work

arrangements.”

The secretary quickly took out a form that was filled with words. Even Eugene, who had worked with Leo and gotten

used to him, drew in a sharp breath at that. Did Leo consider himself a robot?

“What happened to Mr. Alston? He does not take any breaks and keeps working, nor does he eat much,” the

secretary couldn’t help asking him.

Eugene might be the president’s special assistant, but he was a completely different person compared to Leo. He

was open and friendly with a willingness to deal with the secretaries, which was why she dared to ask him that

question.

“What can I do?” He laughed bitterly and shook his head. At this rate, Mr. Alston would work himself to death.

“Eugene.”

Just as he was sighing, Melissa walked in from the side with a thermal cup in one hand. She was dressed in a thick

mink coat, but her expression was sour.

“Mrs. Alston.” He didn’t exactly like her but still greeted her out of courtesy.

Melissa looked into the office. “Is he… still acting like this?”

He nodded silently, and she looked ready to cry. “What’s wrong with Leo? Why has he become like this? He doesn’t

even go home now and always drives to somewhere I don’t know about. I’m so worried.”

Eugene did not say anything but mentally pursed his lips. She was only worried that Leo was going through

something that wouldn’t allow her to continue her glamorous lifestyle.

“Eugene, you have been by his side for the longest time, so you should know him best. Please think of a way to

make him go back to normal so that he does not work this much.” She didn’t care about appearances anymore and

held his hand while pleading with him.

…

“Oh, it’s snowing!” Bria shouted excitedly in the morning when she saw a sea of white as soon as she opened the

window. The temperature had dropped for so long, and she had waited long enough. The snow was finally coming

as she wished.

Bria quickly put on the down parka Steven had gotten her and dragged Amelie along with her. “Mama, let’s go see

the snow and skate!”

Amelie was led downstairs by Bria.

“Oooh!” Bria jumped into the snow, her hands throwing the snowflakes into the air.

However, Amelie’s eyes were fixed on the spot that the snow hadn’t covered. It looked dark and far too obvious in

contrast with the snow around it, and there was evidence of tires having stopped there. There were also cigarette

butts beside those tire tracks.