My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)
Chapter 89

Chapter 89 The Person Was Looked Down On, But It Was Her Lifesaver

"Have you forgotten? I was the one who was by your side, accompanying you through your toughest times in Quinn Town! It was I who advised you to cooperate with the doctor, encouraged you to treat your eyes, and dragged you out of the bog! You would still be the blind man the Alstons abandoned there if it weren't for me! Is a mere pair of corneas going to cancel out all our years of being together? You left me no choice but to pretend to be the woman who donated her corneas to win over your heart. I even became someone that I look down on. Is this still not enough?! Are you only going to be satisfied the day I die?!"

Elyse pitifully covered her face after yelling, but her tears still seeped through between her fingers.

She wasn't sad, per se. Truth was, she was embarrassed.

She, Elyse Clayton, had finally fallen to the point where she didn't hesitate to take the credit of her biggest enemy to keep a man.

Leo looked at her quietly with his head lowered.

Even though he stayed silent, the coldness in his eyes disappeared a little.

Elyse's words had stabbed him right in the chest.

Indeed, she had done a lot of things he thought were unacceptable.

That didn't change the fact that she was also the person who was by his side when he struggled the most in life.

The two promised each other right from the start that they would be together for the rest of their lives, and they also agreed that they would keep it in and never mention this. But I pushed her so hard she disregarded our promise...

As his guilt rose, he slowly reached out to touch the top of her head before pulling her into his arms. "I'm sorry," he muttered.

Amelie, who missed Bria and Steven, quickly departed to Quinn Town.

Her phone's notification went off when she was driving her car.

She took the chance when she went to refuel the vehicle to take a glance at her phone, only to see that it was a notification that she had received a fund transfer.

A long string of zeros had been deposited into her account out of nowhere.

The corners of her lips twitched slightly, and she called Toby. "Didn't we agree that the incident with Mr. Steward is my paying back your kindness, Mr. Walsh? Why did you send such a big amount of money?" "Leony was the one who insisted I do this." Toby's voice that rang out from the phone sounded helpless. "You know how he is. He will surely get angry at me if I don't do it well. He might even end the project." Leo? The smile on Amelie's lips froze.

It was obvious that he wanted to draw a clear line with her, whereby he owed her nothing.

"Oh, what should I do? I only did this for you because of you. It's got nothing to do with him. Are you trying to insult me by giving me the money?" Amelie half-joked.

Hearing that, Toby couldn't help but quietly wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

He was now trapped between someone who insisted on giving the money and another who insisted on not taking it.

What exactly was he supposed to do?

"Just take it. What I did before was easy peasy lemon squeezy. It's nothing worth mentioning."

These words were from the bottom of his heart.

"But to me, you saved my life," she replied seriously, the brightness in her eyes dimming. "If it wasn't for you, Bria and I wouldn't be here today."

For some reason, Toby felt his chest tighten painfully when he heard her words.

He couldn't help but recall how she was trapped in the snow and was dying from the cold. It was still fresh in his memory how much of a mess she was with her face whiter than snow and the corners of her lips cracked.

And that scene in the hospital where a bloodied Amelie knelt on the floor and begged the doctor to take her blood.

His heart ached the more he thought about it.

"How about you marry me to show your gratitude?" he blurted out.

"Enough with the jokes, Mr. Walsh." She didn't take him seriously at all as she calmly said, "I can't possibly dishonor someone whom I owe my life to. How about this? I will take half of the money and consider i Leo's. You keep the other half and think of it as my repaying your kindness."

Toby wanted to tell her that he wasn't joking.

Also, he wanted to tell her that instead of dishonoring him, she would be completing him if she was with him.

Alas, he said nothing.

In this short time that they had known each other, he came to realize how stubborn Amelie was about the decisions she made.

She might never want to see him again if he ever confessed.

"Alright." In the end, he could only smile bitterly and nod.

She quickly transferred half of the money to Toby and set off on her way home again.

Steven brought Bria out to have fun after dinner that evening.

The child said that she wanted to catch butterflies, so he really did take her to catch butterflies among the wildflowers.

Amelie knew better than to stop her father from pampering his granddaughter so much, so she let them go.

She, on the other hand, rested on a hidden chair under the melon vines in the yard, finally getting to enjoy the tranquility of the evening.

At that point, a series of knocks rang out from the door.

Thinking that it was a customer who was here to take their shoes, Amelie quickly got up and opened the door.

She was greeted by the sight of Matthew standing there.

His BMW SUV parked in front of the door looked impressive as well.

"Matthew? What are you doing here?" she asked.

He bobbed his head and took out a basket of fruits. "This is a new variety that just grew in the orchard. Try it."

She looked down at the fruits, noting how smooth and big all of them were. It seemed like he had carefully selected his gift for her.

Matthew's family was involved in the production of many agricultural and sideline products. As he had a good eye for the products, he directly exported many fruits.

These fruits he was giving her were obviously for exporting.

She could tell that they were expensive.

Noticing this, Amelie smiled but didn't take it from him. "How about I pay you for this?"

"Are you trying to insult me with money?" He looked at her, prompting her to fall silent.

She knew that he still had feelings for her.

However, marriage was a grave that she had to go to lengths to crawl out from. Love was the last thing on her mind right now.

Matthew was a clever man. He chose to give her fruits because he knew that she would reject him if it was another present.

Fruits were something neighbors would often give each other. Not only was it not obtrusive, but he could also convey his sincerity.

There was no way Amelie didn't know what he was thinking.

In the end, she accepted the fruits instead of rejecting him.

She then took a few big bags of local products she brought back from Skaynia and put them in his basket. "It'll be rude for me to not give you something in return. You should try this too." Matthew's flushed face suddenly looked uncomfortable.

Even though she didn't utter one word of rejection, she was already letting him know through her actions that he didn't stand a chance.

He quietly took the bags of local products with a wry smile on his face. "The reason you won't consider me is that someone else has your heart, right? It's that man, isn't it?"

As he pointed in a certain direction and Amelie's gaze followed, she only noticed then that there was a figure standing by the side of the door.

The person stood there silently, adding a touch of color to the muddy alley.

That dark blue was as gloomy as it was eye-catching.

On top of that, the person had an outstanding face. The surrounding scenery was pale in comparison to his fair skin.

"He does look better than me and he drives a better car," Matthew muttered in frustration. He felt a strong sense of inferiority even though he was the richest man.

Amelie had already recognized who it was at this point-Leo.

Should he be home? What is he doing here?

Seeing that she didn't respond, Matthew turned to look at Leo. As he thought that he had guessed it right, he let his head hang in resignation before he got into the SUV and left.

Meanwhile, Leo was standing at a distance that was neither far nor near. Not wanting to make a fool of herself since she wasn't sure if he was here for her, Amelie pretended to not see him and turned around to close the door behind her.

However, a hand swiftly stretched out and grabbed her by the arm.