When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

"You must have had a hard time learning how to cook." Although Amelie didn't explain further, Fiona

saw through it.

Amelie smiled. As a girl in her early twenties marrying into her husband's family, unable to even cook a

meal, her first stage of suffering undoubtedly came from her mother-in-law Melissa's contempt.

Melissa treated this as Amelie's crime. She nagged Amelie countless times every day, accusing her of

aspiring to climb the social ladder yet having no intention to learn how to serve the rich.

In Melissa's eyes, Amelie's marrying into the Alston Family was her trying to curry favor with the rich.

Hence, Amelie was not qualified to enjoy herself and could only serve them.

Rather than saying Leo got himself a wife, it was more like the Alston Family got themselves an unpaid

servant, me.

In order to avoid Melissa's nagging and attract Leo's attention, she started to work hard at learning

cooking and hoped to use her culinary skills to keep her husband's interest, but no matter how hard

she tried, the early stages were always painful.

There were many difficulties, and every time she cooked, she burned herself in various places, her

hands, her body, and even her face.

This kind of training continued for a whole year before it started getting a little easier.

Amelie was excellent at other things but really bad at cooking.

That was also the reason why it took her so long to be able to cook a decent meal.

Looking back, nothing was worth mentioning. It was all in the past.

"How hard could it be? Cooking for the person you love is the best feeling," Giada cut in.

She was talking to Amelie and Fiona, but her eyes were still on Leo.

"I just love cooking, and everything I make is absolutely top-notch." Giada's self-praise didn't get a

response from Fiona, so she turned and walked back without any regard for the camera pointing at her.

Amelie was slightly stunned, surprised at Fiona's attitude toward Giada.

With the camera around, it wasn't good to frame Fiona as someone aloof, so Amelie had to take over

and say, "Ugh, cooking is what I dislike the most. I hardly ever went into the kitchen for the first twenty

years of my life."

Meanwhile, Leo's hand shook a little. So, when she married into the Alston Family, she had to force

herself to do things she didn't like? I don't know what's her intention, but saying so only serves to prove

that she married into the family because she genuinely feels something for me. Did she fall for me at

first sight? Or was it because of the one-night stand?

Leo's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't help but walk back quickly in the direction of Amelie.

Amelie was about to turn around when a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her. She was stunned

to see Leo.

"Would you like some more soup to drink, Mr. Alston?" she asked with a smile while looking at his bowl.

He did not respond, and his gaze fixed on her.

His sudden movement and intense gaze made the cameraman immediately point the lens at the two of

them.

Why is he looking at me like that? Through his deep, dark pupils, she felt herself falling into a deep sea,

and nothing could be seen clearly.

She could only reach out to take the bowl. "Let me."

Leo did not let the bowl go.

Their hands held the same bowl simultaneously, and the atmosphere became even more mysterious.

Amelie looked at him puzzled. "Mr. Alston?"

The cameraman finally realized something. He smiled and focused the camera on the two people.

The daytime scene was a live broadcast, and the cameraman was carrying live broadcasting

equipment.

'What does Leo mean? Is he interested in Miss Foxy?'

'Isn't he with Elyse?'

'They've already broken up. Now, he's with someone named Ellen.'

'Damn, he's fickle.'

'Why do I feel like he's just so-so toward the Clayton sisters but different toward Miss Foxy?'

'There's something about the way he looks at Miss Foxy. It's how my boyfriend looks at me.'

'With love in his eyes?'

Although she was unaware of the comments in the live chat, Amelie's scalp still tingled. These snippets

are going to be aired. If they are misinterpreted, it will be hard to explain.

Thinking of this, she retracted her hand.

However, Leo suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Just when he was about to grab it, there was yelling.

Ellen was running over holding her scalded hand up high in front of Leo. "Ow! Ah! It hurts."

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with tears.

Her body happened to be in between Leo and Amelie, and she accidentally touched their hands,

causing them to move away from each other.

This small action could be considered as saving Amelie. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Leo did not miss her expression of relief. His eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his expression

turned thunderous. Does she hate my touch now?

"My hand… It hurts." Ellen shed tears in front of him while looking pitiful.

He stiffened his face and took his gaze back to focus on Ellen's hand.

She had already put her scalded hand into his palm.

Standing on the side, Amelie didn't know what was happening in Leo's mind. Seeing him frown, she

thought he was just sympathizing with Ellen and silently sighed. It's obvious who is his favorite. It's just

a little burn, and he's so heartbroken. I used to hurt myself every day cooking for him, but he wouldn't

even bother to take a glance at me.

As Amelie thought about this, she walked back, unable to help but think about Ellen's relationship with

Leo. How did such an introverted girl get involved with Leo?

Just as she was thinking about this, a figure appeared in front of her and blocked her way.