A Matter of Wife and Love

But Melissa snapped out of it and read into the matter. The more she thought about it, the more she was sure Amelie was no Foxy. Or at least, she wasn’t the original Foxy. If she had that kind of skill, she would’ve shown it off when she was married to Leo. Nobody would hide their own best side, especially not the finest people in the world. And besides, nobody liked her back then. She could’ve used this as leverage to make us take her seriously. Also…

Most people would have a ton of excuses to wave away the facts that didn’t align with their preconceived notions. Cognitive dissonance, so to speak, and Melissa had fallen into it. And now she had a new theory. Amelie used Julia to change Foxy’s account ownership. She’s still useless. She doesn’t want us to find out she’s still useless. If we do find out, we’d take Bria away from her. And once we have her custody, Amelie would have no reason to see Leo, and she would have no chance to return to our family.

Melissa didn’t tell him about her theory. Instead, she placed a voice recorder on the table. “Listen to this.” And then she left without saying a word.

Leo remained in his seat for a while before he finally turned the recorder on. At first, he heard white noise, and then he heard Amelie’s voice.

She said a lot, but all Leo remembered was one particular line she said. “He’s my ex. No matter how bad my life might get, I will never take back the trash I’ve thrown away.”

He clenched his fist, his face tensing up. I am nothing but trash to her? And then his grip became so strong, he broke the recorder.

When Victor came in, he was met with Leo and his bloody hand. Whoops. He ignored the scene and handed him something. “The file you want. It’s about Amelie.”

Leo grunted calmly.

Victor asked nothing. He nodded and drifted away like a phantom.

realized it was from Leo’s office, they exchanged a

…

Julia was about to pick Bria up with Amelie, but Samuel called. He had something

and made her way to Brianna’s kindergarten. Her daughter wasn’t around, but her new teacher was. Her old teacher took

left with a young gentleman,”

her with

explained, “I think he’s Bria’s father. She called her Daddy. Didn’t

and she heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank you.” She went back to her car and called Leo, but he didn’t pick it up. She had no idea why

to Leo’s office easily. With her worry held down, she pushed her bangs back so

“Enter,” said Leo coolly.

and his attention was focused on his work. But she couldn’t see what he was doing, not when his computer was in her

Leo. “Where’s Bria? You took her,

raised his head, the look in his eyes dark as the night. “She’s asleep. In the waiting room,” he said

almost instinctively,

private quarter,” said

held the door handle, wondering why he said

you have thrown away, aren’t I? Didn’t know you had a habit of dumpster diving.” He stopped a few

down, but Melissa was being pushy, so she had to say something. Yet now the one she denigrated heard her comment, and

an idiot? “If I’m nothing but