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.”

a dresser and surprisedly stares at all the dressers, who studies her

all the fuss about?” Jamie confusedly looks down at

For some

to parties since her pregnancy. Dan

No, it’s too sexy, and it’s not your style. That one? No, it’s too plain…” Amelia takes no rest and walks around the

can

that dress sent here?” Amelia stops a stylist and

that dress was delivered by airway last night, and it’s about

stamps her feet in anger, “No, I have to check it over and urge

and

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

please stay still, or I can’t

questions and let the dressers adorn her face with

to Jamie’s look and temperament, they exclusively make up her

smiling face in the mirror, Jamie can’t believe it belongs to her. She knows

air so well

the dressers praises by

lips quirk up as she feels flattered. Although she’s not into

she feels

suddenly flies open, and Amelia rushes in shouts, as well as many staffs with dresses

see where’s that one.” In a daze, Amelia looks at those dresses and forgets the appearance of the special dress. Suddenly, it hits her, and she quickly grabs one to Jamie. “Go and

in the world are you…” Amelia pushes Jamie into the small dressing booth before Jamie finishes her

anxiously waits for her outside and looks at her watch to check

as there are at least two hours left for them. Her mission is to get Jamie

of time for them, Amelia just can’t help herself being anxious and she urges

is kind of