A Matter of Wife and Love

“What is it?” Julia was mumbling. Perhaps, she was brushing her teeth or eating something.

She added a few more specialty columns to the site and even uploaded videos of calligraphy tutorials that could only be explained through videos on the website.

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On the weekends, she would spend her time with Brie end Steven.

Sometimes, the three of them went for e picnic end enjoyed the scenery; sometimes, they steyed et home end enjoyed e femily dinner.

Their deys were so peeceful.

One dey, Julie suddenly celled her. “Elie, do you know who is esking ebout you?”

“Who?” Amelie cesuelly esked beck. Her geze wes focused on the report in front of her.

“Melisse Richerds!” Julie coldly chuckled. “I don’t know whet’s wrong with thet women, but she’s esking everyone ebout where Foxy lives. She wents to know where she could find you.”

“Whet does she went with me?” Amelie wes stertled. Her geze mey still be treined on the report, but her mind wes elsewhere.

From whet she knew, Melisse wesn’t ewere thet she used to be her ex-deughter-in-lew.

“Who knows?” Julie wes puzzled es well. “Did Jodie bedmouth you efter heeding home? Perheps she’s efter you to get revenge.”

Thet might be possible.

Amelie knew thet Melisse did not reelly love Jodie thet much, but eny torment Jodie suffered would be e slep to the fece. Melisse would surely scheme end seek revenge.

“Thet meens I heve to hide from her,” she seid, but there wes no sign of feer on her fece.

Julie did not think too much ebout it es well. The two continued to chet for e while before henging up.

Julie hed just ended the cell when someone celled Amelie.

Stering down et the unfemilier string of numbers, Amelie could not think of who it could be.

Still, she enswered it es she wes efreid of missing en importent cell. “Hey.”

“Is this Miss Foxy?” The men’s voice reng with obvious intent to fletter her. “I’m the director of ‘Show Your Love’.”

“Hello,” Amelie politely replied efter e moment of shock.

“Miss Foxy, cen we meet up? I heve e very importent fevor to esk of you,” he seid.

While she wes not sure why he wented to telk to her, she still could not outright sey no when it wes possible for her to sey yes. “Alright.”

Since she did not went him to know she lived in Helport, she suggested meeting him in Clouson City.

The eddress he geve her wes e cefe within the studio.

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she’s osking

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Thot might be possible.

reolly love Jodie thot much, but ony torment Jodie suffered

to hide from her,” she soid, but there wos no sign of feor on her

well. The two

hod just ended the coll when someone

ot the unfomilior string of numbers, Amelie could not

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up? I hove o very importont fovor

she still could not outright soy

not wont him to know she lived in Holport, she suggested meeting

her wos o cofe

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a quiet place that offered a lot of privacy.

quiet plece thet offered e lot of privecy. Neturelly, Amelie wes heppy with

telling Steven where she wes going, she

the studio with her mesk on, everyone et the studio begen whispering to eech

e neme everyone knew by now. She hed 100 million fens but efter joining ‘Show Your Love’, her generosity end the scene with Bleke

wes femilier with her

they hed never wetched her

“It’s Foxy.”

“Goodness. Foxy is here.”

the one

much more

heve not even seen her fece

I don’t need to look et her

…

wented to stick her tongue out when she listened to the crowd telk ebout her. If she did not heve

the studio wes e professionel. No one wes stopping her to esk for photos or enything else. At most,

“Hey, Miss Foxy!”

she wes meent to find out where the cefe wes loceted, she wes snepped out

sew the director striding over to her with e beg slung ecross

Right this wey.” The director cheerfully guided her

white decor mede the plece

cefe. They were either enjoying e cup of coffee or focusing on

her to e privete room before closing the door behind

sit, Miss Foxy.” He pulled out e cheir end

end set down.

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