Chapter 132

That night, Amelia had a nightmare. In her dream, her face was full of sores. What a dreadful sight! Landon vomited after one glance at her, and she was driven out of the Kingsley family.

In a daze, she flashed back to that moment when she, thinly clad, lingered along the river in winter and her sorry state drew a lot of attention.

“Look, she has one breast left.”

“Is she a woman? I see why she is dumped.”

The harsh comments from others couldn’t kill Amelia. Sandra popped up and said, “Amelia, look, this is Zachary’s son. Zachary doesn’t love you….

“Why don’t you go to hell? Look at you, it is pointless for you to linger in this world,” she went on.

Overwhelmed by despair, Amelia walked into the river, and the cold water chilled her bones. Shivering, she opened her eyes…

“Another nightmare?” Landon asked softly, and his warmth replaced the lingering chill from Amelia’s dream.

Amelia looked around, unfocused. In a panic, she grasped Landon’s hand as if it were the driftwood to the drowned.

“Amber Vase again?” Landon worriedly held Amelia’s hands. “We should do something.”

“In my dream, I got disfigured, and you dumped Amelia when she retold her dream.”

Already sobered up, Landon knew that she had a nightmare. However, her nose turned sore.

“Silly girl, you were scared by the incident yesterday.” Landon chuckled, caressing Amelia’s cheek. “Even if your face was ruined, I’d never leave you.”

Amelia pursed her lips together, unconvinced. Everyone was a lookist, especially men.

Amelia thought, “Rich men attach great importance to women’s appearance, and Landon won’t be an exception. If I got disfigured yesterday… I would die if he dumped me.”

“You don’t trust me, do you?” Landon softly pinched Amelia’s face.

Amelia lost her presence of mind. She was aghast at her fear of being dumped by Landon. When did she fall for Landon so much?

“Come on! Am I such a bad man in your eyes?” Landon persisted.

Amelia swatted Landon’s hand away. “Hurt!”

“You are so sensitive to pain. What should I do?” Landon asked meaningfully.

Amelia got the hint between the lines. Blushing, she lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, “Why do you think that I am still a virgin?”

“Aren’t you?” Landon asked.

Flustered, Amelia blurted out, “Yes, I am!”

Landon smiled with his focused gaze on Amelia. He had foreseen this answer on the basis of her inexperienced flirtings.

“You! You tricked me again!” With both embarrassment and indignation, Amelia sat up and gave Landon a soft punch.

Her hand was caught by Landon, and his gaze became intense. “You can do the same to me.”

“How? It is difficult to verify men’s virginity,” Amelia snorted. She saw through Landon’s little trick.

“You will know when you let me in.” Landon let go of Amelia, got up, and went to wash up.

How shameless Landon was! Amelia wrapped herself with a blanket, but she soon found that she was not in her bed.

Shock rooted her to the spot. “Did I sleep with Landon in the same bed last night? I remembered that I went to my own bed…” she wondered.

Her eyes swept across the room, and she found that her small bed was gone. “Landon…” she shouted.

Landon responded, “Call me honey.”

Amelia rolled her eyes and asked, “Honey, where’s my bed?”

“Gone.”

“And?”

“We’ll share the same bed from now on.”

Amelia was dumbfounded. She foresaw the coming danger. She loved Landon, but she wasn’t ready to sleep with him yet.

“Relax. I won’t make you do anything against your will,” soothed Amelia while washing up.

Amelia relaxed, but she tensed up the next second.

With knitted eyebrows, she thought, “His body was sensitive before he woke up. Why does he remain composed with me on his bed? Did he become impotent?”

Worried, she texted Wesley. [It is time to check on Landon, isn’t it? Please pay special attention to his kidneys.]

At breakfast, Gloria sighed as she brought up the topic of Elaine’s misfortune. “She is a good girl, but her face…”

Amelia asked, “What did the doctor say? Any hope for a full recovery?”

“No. There was something like sulfuric acid in the mud,” Gloria explained. “I frequented that salon. I won’t go there anymore.”

“Has the culprit been caught?”

“A thorough search has been conducted in the salon, but only a piece of paper was found in the trash bin. The tentative conclusion is that the harmful stuff was taken into the salon by some customer. The police are still investigating.”

Amelia was clear that she was supposed to be the victim of that plot, but who was the culprit?

She had no interactions with the Foster family after Zachary died. The Edwards were busy with their own lives, so who wanted to disfigure her?

“By the way, Landon, Mr. Atkinson arrived in Norava last night. Spare some time to entertain him,” Gloria said.

Landon pointed at his legs and said, “Mom, I’m sick.”

Gloria felt speechless.

Amelia thought with a smile, “Your wounded legs can’t stop you from wandering around. You just don’t want to entertain Mr. Atkinson.”

Right then, the butler said, “Mr. Atkinson is here.”

“Show him in.” Gloria got up to welcome her guest. It was clear that she thought highly of the Atkinson family.

“Mr. Atkinson, how is Ms. Atkinson?” Landon asked, out of politeness.

“Not good. I will take her back to Lunova for treatment,” Klein said gravely. “Landon, Elaine wants to see you.”

Landon instinctively looked at Amelia for support as he thought, “I don’t want to go!”

Amelia almost burst out laughing. “Mr. Kingsley, you are a grown man, so don’t be childish,” she thought.

Klein noticed Landon’s gaze and shot Amelia a displeased look.

Amelia gave a gentle smile. “We feel sorry for Ms. Atkinson. There is not much work today. Honey, why don’t you pay Ms. Atkinson a visit?”

“Fine…” Landon said reluctantly. “How outrageous! Amelia fishes for fame at the cost of me,” he thought.

Amelia felt speechless. She didn’t want her husband to see her rival in love at all, but there was Klein.

“Klein, you haven’t had breakfast, have you? Come grab some food with us,” Gloria invited.

Klein forced several mouthfuls of food down his throat and then headed to the hospital with Landon.

Soon after Landon and Klein left, Amelia pulled a long face and stopped pretending.

“Amy, relax, Landon just sees Elaine as a little sister,” Gloria said with a warm smile.

Amelia responded, “Gloria, I was the target of that mud.”

Gloria gasped with shock. “What? Who? Who had the guts to hurt you?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t clean up my face because I have urgent business. As a result, the mud was put on Elaine’s face,” Amelia explained.

Gloria blinked hard, and it took her quite a moment to collect herself. “Does the Atkinson family know that?”

“Of course!” Amelia replied. Given Klein’s unfriendly glance, she couldn’t help but suspect that Klein had seen her as the culprit.