My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)
Chapter 341

Amos' kiss was overbearing yet gentle.

It was as though she was a beautiful antique, and he was afraid that he would break her to pieces.

In the end, Eudora pushed him away violently and locked herself back in the room.

Amos wanted to catch up with her, but Harley stopped him.

"Amos, listen to me. Why don't you treat your wound first? We'll keep an eye on Eudora. Besides, she'll be worried if she sees you like this!"

As expected, Eudora's name was always effective.

As long as her name was mentioned, Amos would compromise no matter what happened.

He walked into the living room obediently and told Doctor Leon, "Help me bind up, Doctor Leon."

Doctor Leon looked at Harley with admiration, but at the thought of Eudora, he sighed again.

Why did these two people, who loved each other so much, turn out like this?

At this moment, Amos suddenly said, "Doctor Leon, the psychiatrist whom you mentioned earlier..."

Doctor Leon pursed his lips and said, "As far as I know, there is a new technology that could hypnotize people. It is generally used on people who have suffered a great deal of trauma. People could forget the pain when hypnotized o a certain extent. If the Madam is really..."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Of course, this method is a last resort."

Amos nodded silently. In fact, he remembered something.

Eudora seemed to have suffered a huge trauma shortly after she was saved from the basement. Later, her mother made her forget about everything that had happened in the basement.

He might have to do it if he had no other choice.

However, now was not the right time.

He still hoped that she would overcome the trauma on her own and go through this difficult patch with him.

He looked at Harley.

"You must have asked someone to keep an eye on Felix, right?"

He was indeed Harley's best friend. Amos knew him so well.

Harley nodded and asked, "Yes! Do you have any instructions for me?"

"Find him first. I haven't thought of a way to make him feel like he's living in hell yet."

Amos said those words with malice in his tone as if he was a devil from hell.

Doctor Leon, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but shiver. He had never seen this side of Amos before.

After that, Amos took a bowl of porridge and turned to go upstairs.

Amos had just opened the door, but there was no one in the room.

Almost in an instant, his heart jumped to his mouth. He was about to turn around in a hurry, but then, he saw a white figure behind the curtain of the window.

It had been only one night, and yet, he felt that she had lost a lot of weight. She hid behind the curtain and hugged herself with her thin arms, maintaining the safest stance possible. Amos's heart shrunk. He put down the bowl in a hurry and strode over.

"Eudora," he said.

Eudora ignored him but her gaze was fixed on him subconsciously. She looked him up and down for a few seconds.

Only when she saw that his arm had been bandaged did she look away.

It was this subconscious action that sent a sharp jolt of pain into his heart.

She was still concerned about him, but she chose to keep her thoughts to herself.

He held back the bloody taste in his throat, bent down again, and said softly, "It's cold on the ground. I'll pick you up."

However, before his hand could touch her, she had already trembled and subconsciously moved backward. "Don't touch me." Amos's hand stopped, and his mind turned blank. After a long while, he finally opened his mouth and spoke with his heart aching.

"I won't touch you. Let's have some soup together, okay? You haven't had anything for the whole day."

He then turned around to get the soup.

He pretended to speak cheerfully as though he was trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Harley made the soup. In the past, he was always eating the food that you cooked. He is finally contributing for once this time. I've tried it, and it tastes quite good."

In fact, he hadn't eaten anything at all. How could he replace the appetite to eat if she had not eaten?

Eudora shook her head and refused, "I don't want to eat. Please help me thank him."

Amos pursed his lips and continued to stir the soup patiently. The aroma wafted out of the bowl, an improvement from the burnt taste the night before.

Once it became a little less hot, he scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Eudora.

"Would you like to have a try?"

Eudora continued to shake her head.

Looking at her protruding collarbones, Amos felt dejected.

Almost subconsciously, he took a spoonful into his lips, grabbed her head, and tried to transfer the soup into her mouth. The next second, Eudora resisted him strongly. She looked at him with her usual calm expression. However, what she said next was like a sharp knife, cutting both of them.

"Amos, aren't you afraid of getting dirty?" Eudora asked.

Amos' heart felt as though it had been smashed by a huge hammer. It was immensely painful.

He reached out and hugged her. Regardless of her resistance, he held her in his arms forcefully.

"No, you are not dirty. You will always be as beautiful as you were that day I first saw you." "You're lying!"

She leaned against the window again.

Amos gritted his teeth and began to unbutton his shirt. It seemed as though he was going to tear his shirt apart from rage.

Eudora retreated subconsciously. Amos had already lifted his shirt and exposed all the scars on his body.

"Have you forgotten that I was once trapped in the basement for half a year too? These are the marks. If you don't mind them, then why would I mind you then?"

Eudora raised her head blankly. Almost instantly, she reached out and pulled his clothes down again.

"Amos, don't do this."

"I want you to see clearly that everyone has a past. I have one too. But I love you, no matter what shape you're in. I will always love you. Eudora, accept me again, okay? Let's get our marriage registered tomorrow, okay?" Amos asked.

After a pause, Eudora asked, "Get married?"

"Yes, let's get married! I said that I would marry you. Now's a good time. I just checked it today. Today is the best day to get married, right now..." Amos replied.

Eudora was stunned for a moment. She felt as though she had been scalded. "No, I don't want to get married. I don't want anyone to laugh at Juju. Amos, I beg you. Could you please replace a new mother for Juju? I don't want to be her mother anymore."

She despised herself completely. She was not worthy of anything now, not even breathing.

Amos wanted to say something, but Eudora suddenly stood up with the help of the wall.

"I want to take a bath."

Amos helped her up hurriedly "I'll go with you."

"No, I'll go by myself."

After that, she went to the bathroom alone, and soon, there were sounds of splashing water from the bathroom.

Amos looked at the bathroom door, and his heart was filled with endless sadness.

After a while, he got up and went to bring her pajamas, "Eudora, the pajamas are outside the door. Come out and change after you've done washing."

There was no response from inside. Only the sound of the water running remained.

Amos didn't say anything else. He lit a cigarette, stood outside the door, and took a deep breath.

Amid the smoke, he felt as though he was going to collapse for the first time.