Daddy, don't flirt

After several months of mental therapy, Melia has got rid of her nightmare and approved of his brother’s marriage.

Like Derek says, what’s past is past, and we shouldn’t hurt ourselves and people loving us with the painful history.

Thinking of Derek, there’s a fleeting of happiness in the eyes of Amelia.

“Where are we going? Where’s your brother?” Jamie asks hastily. Amelia doesn’t reply her, instead, she helps her stand up and walks her out of the room.”

“We’re walking down the stairs. Mind your steps. Take your time…” Amelia carefully supports her to ascend the stairs and watches out for her steps in case Jamie trips over.”

“…” Jamie gets more and more confused and wonders what’s waiting for her.

Jamie is escorted into a car and leaves the manor.

Jamie’s hearing gets better as she temporarily can’t see anything. She can sense that Amelia is sitting beside her, and she turns to Amelia to ask her, “Where are we going now?”

“You’ll know it when you get there.” Amelia refuses to give Jamie the answer and comforts her, “Anyway, I won’t hurt you, and you have my words.”

Jamie stays silent. Amelia’s therapy is arranged by Dan himself, and she gets her mental condition from Dan, which shows Amelia is stable enough to behave as normal.

The journey takes so long that Jamie falls asleep, then the car stops at some place.

Amelia helps Jamie get off the car and gestures an “OK” with her hand when she meets the man walking toward them, then Amelia helps Jamie walk slowly.

“Where’re we now?” Although her eyes are covered, she can hear the sound of people walking by.

Soon Jamie is brought into a room. Amelia waves to the dressers and stylists to let them in, with rows of gorgeous dresses and boxes of cosmetics.

Amelia removes the band on Jamie’s eyes, “Hurry up! Come here. We don’t have time to lose.”

Suddenly, Jamie is moved around by a dresser and surprisedly stares at all the dressers, who studies

confusedly looks down at the powder brushes on

up? For some

parties since her pregnancy. Dan even cancels many business parties to look

it’s too sexy, and it’s not your style. That one? No,

can

that dress sent here?” Amelia

was delivered by airway last night, and

late?” Amelia stamps her feet in anger, “No, I have to check it

door and

Jamie is about to get up, but her dresser presses her down, seating her into the

please stay still, or

choice but to swallow her questions and

professional and skillful with deft hands. According to Jamie’s look and temperament, they exclusively make up her face to highlight her

mirror, Jamie can’t believe it belongs to her. She knows she’s pretty,

her air so well that her

praises by heart, fascinated by

feels flattered. Although she’s not into make-up, but it does make her like a glamorous

feels

the dress.” The door suddenly flies open, and Amelia rushes in shouts, as well as many staffs with dresses

a daze, Amelia looks at those dresses and forgets the appearance of the

Amelia pushes Jamie into the small

at her watch to check over the time,

for them. Her mission

Amelia just can’t help

is kind of complicated…” There