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When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

Chapter 290
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Chapter 290 He’s Mine

"Anyway, I’ll take the car then," Amelie said as she was about to push herself up from her chair.

Halfway through, she heard his voice. "Your father is a shoemaker?"

"What?" She stopped her movement halfway, looking at him blankly.

Doesn’t he know about this already? Why would he ask about this again? What does he want?

She was just thinking when the car started moving.

Is it even worth it to miss the opportunity to ride in the same car with the woman you love just to ask

these useless questions?

Amelie couldn’t help but roll her eyes and added, "My dad is a well-known shoemaker in Quinn Town.

Everyone knows him."

Only his ex-son-in-law still needed her confirmation until now.

"So, you’ve met me before?" Leo did not dwell on the question but asked her another one instead.

Amelie looked at him weirdly. Is Leo starting to remember me?

"I guess you could say that." Her voice was noticeably much colder.

This question was obviously a trap. As soon as he asked this, she remembered all the foolish things

she had done back then.

Her pretty face was gloomy and full of thoughts.

She was lost in her own world, completely unaware of the man beside her suddenly shaking as if struck

by an unexpected blow.

The serious expression was slowly replaced by shock.

For the rest of the car ride, Amelie didn’t say another word to him. She simply closed her eyes and fell

asleep.

It wasn’t until the car stopped that she woke up in a daze.

The man beside her got up and left without looking at her.

Amelie wiped the corner of her lips and felt the warmth on the side of her face. Even though she was

asleep, she still had consciousness. In her sleep, she felt that she was leaning against something

warm. It's probably not Leo but the chair, right?

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She thought so.

As Leo got out of the car, he touched his arm and felt the warmth left behind by Amelie. He could even

feel the touch of her soft face still lingering on his arm.

He couldn't help but smile a little.

Amelie followed everyone out of the car. She looked up and saw the towering and glorious gate of the

Church of Faith that reached high into the sky.

She looked through the gate and saw ancient stone-carved altarpieces on both sides of the path.

The scent of the candle and the liturgical music in the background created a peaceful and serene

atmosphere, which made her feel relaxed and extra calm. Church is a great place. No wonder a lot of

people choose to find peace here.

Amelie admired the ancient architecture around her as she walked, feeling like she had traveled back

to ancient times.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

It was Ellen who got off from another car.

Their car had arrived later than the bus. It was obvious that she ran all the way here, with her chest

heaving and her breathing heavily.

She stared at Amelie with anger in her eyes. Amelie definitely was different from the weak and pitiful

image from before.

"Foxy, how dare you interfere between me and Leo! You're too much!" she complained angrily and

pouted as she played a very convincing victim.

Amelie looked at her. She couldn’t help but burst out laughing. "Did Leo even publicly announce his

relationship with you? If not, we're just competing fairly, and I certainly did not interfere with both of

you." Her mischief took over her and she decided to make Ellen uncomfortable.

"You!" Ellen's eyes immediately turned red and tears began to well up in them again.

Ha! It was just a moment of impulse. I wanted to mess with her for a bit. Indeed, she is quite the

actress. Her tears came faster than I expected. With her talent, it's such a pity that she’s not an actress.

Amelie even began to suspect that her foolishness was just an act.

"He’s mine! He has always been mine!" Ellen couldn’t come up with a reason and kept repeating her

words aggrievedly.

Those who were not aware of what was going on would probably think that Amelie had humiliated her.

Amelie was not interested in playing her games anymore. She straightened herself and spoke

seriously, "Since he's yours, please take good care of him. Don’t you worry. I'm not interested in him at

all."

After she finished speaking, she flipped her ponytail and didn’t hurry to leave. Instead, she leaned in

and whispered to Ellen, "Although I'm not interested in him, I'm quite interested in the fact that when

you and your father lived under my roof, he stole thousands from my family. Shouldn’t you ask your dad

to settle this matter with me?"

The thousands back then were indeed a large sum of money.

Amelie purposely started counting with her fingers and said, "You and your father left at least 10 years

ago. According to the current market interest rate, it would be worth tens of thousands by now."

Ellen was dumbfounded. Stunned, she looked at Amelie and said, "You…"

"If your dad doesn’t want to pay me back, I’ll have to tell Leo about all those dirty things you and your

father did. What do you think he'll think of you once he knows?"

Amelie had never felt that Leo’s name was as valuable as it was now.

As soon as Amelie was done talking, Ellen’s face turned as white as a sheet.

"You…That’s too much," Ellen mumbled after a while. Tears glistened in her eyes and she blinked

rapidly, trying to hold them back.

Amelie was speechless at Ellen’s words.

"Why don’t you tell me why you want to harm me?" Ellen asked.

Amelie certainly doesn't need the few ten thousand. However, she had never thought of letting go of

the matter that happened last time.

Ellen couldn’t help herself anymore. Tears started falling down her cheek and she began to tremble.

Amelie didn’t bother to comfort her and simply crossed her arms, making the situation look worse.

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Ellen knew her tears wouldn’t have any effect on Amelie. She could only stutter, "You said you're not

interested in Leo, but you are. You can’t take him away from me; it’s impossible!"

"Who? Who is she?"

Amelie’s pupils suddenly constricted!

"She’s… Leo!" Ellen suddenly ran behind her and threw herself into his arms.

As Amelie was slowly turning her head, she saw Ellen clinging onto Leo like a monkey and crying

loudly.

Great! Amelie thought.

Although Amelie was the actual victim, Ellen now looked like she was the one being bullied.

Amelie really couldn’t be more interested in Ellen’s old-fashioned and uncreative way of playing the

victim. Seeing Leo staring at her intensely, she simply shrugged innocently and walked straight past

them.

Behind her, Leo, who was about to push Ellen away, suddenly froze. He gazed at Amelie with a deep

look as she walked away.

Even though she did not say a word, her expression and movement were perfectly in line with what she

had said before.

She was not interested in him anymore!

Such a great move!

"Foxy." Fiona caught up with her just as she arrived at the main hall.

Fiona had always avoided getting involved with Fabian. After he got on the bus, she willingly chose to

take a car.

With their close relationship, she just put her arm around Amelie’s shoulder naturally. They walked side

by side up the huge stairs paved with granite.

As the two slender figures walked up the stairs, they suddenly felt tiny and insignificant.

"Giada is a problematic person. You should be careful of her," Fiona whispered, leaning in close to her.

Even though she didn’t say it out loud, Amelie immediately guessed that Fiona was referring to an

incident earlier where the rooftop collapsed.

Amelie was able to guess a little bit about the situation from the way Giada pushed Ellen and Leo

together.

After getting confirmation from Fiona, Amelie had even more confidence now. She remained calm,

turned her head to look at Fiona, and said, "You seem to have a great hostility toward her."