Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 367 Too Friendly

Eleanor’s other daughter held her arm and grumbled cutely, “Oh, you and your sudden humor again, Mom. We don’t mind it at home, but please don’t do that here. We don’t want to make a scene in Amy’s house.”

Eleanor calmed down a little and realized her earlier request might come off as something weird to the other Amelia. “Amelia, can I call you Lia? You look so much like my daughter, so I can’t help but think of you as my own. Please don’t take my request to heart, all right?”

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief. “It’s all right, Mrs. Hutton,” she replied with a smile.

Crouching, Eleanor looked Anthony in the eye, smiling gently. “And you must be Tony, correct?”

The boy looked just like his mother, and that was especially true for her eyes. For some reason, he just felt a surge of affection for this woman he had just met, and he greeted her sweetly, “Hello, pretty lady! I’m Clinton. Anthony Clinton. But my friends and family call me Tony.”

Never letting go of her smile, Eleanor touched her grandson’s adorable little face. “Oh, I’m not as young as I used to be. In fact, I’m old enough to be your grandmother. If you don’t mind, you can call me ‘Grandma.’ Your mother and my daughter are sisters now, aren’t they? That means I’m her godmother, so it’s fine if you call me ‘Grandma.’“

Even though Anthony was a smart little boy, he still could not process the intricacies of adult relationships. “Grandma?” Anthony looked at his mother. “Mom, can I call this pretty lady ‘Grandma?’“

Amelia took some time to ponder about it. She might be sisters with the other Amelia, but she never wanted to get any of their parents involved in the matter.

She extended her hand, and Anthony put his little hand in her palm. “You may, Tony.”

Tony greeted her politely once more, “Hello, Grandma.” Getting closer to the elder woman, he kissed her cheeks. “You look so much like my mommy, Grandma. I like you a lot, and this is the proof!” he exclaimed sweetly.

Eleanor’s heart melted right at that moment. Hugging Anthony, she started tearing up. Oh, my. This kid right here is my grandson. He’s so handsome, and such a sweet talker too. On top of that, he’s such a good boy as well. She could feel her cold, broken heart healing up right that instant.

Grandma loves you, yes

was almost scared by how friendly Eleanor was. After all, he was not a child who would get along with anyone that easily. He only got along with people he liked, but he was always on guard around anyone else, including those who were overly friendly. Case

Amelia stated, “Don’t take it the wrong way, Tiffany, Amy. My mom just really loves

Tiffany thought Eleanor was a bit too friendly, but since she was their

got off the plane, right?” Amelia asked. “Are you hungry?

still would not take her eyes off Amelia. Once the nanny and Kurt served the food, she suddenly speared a chicken drumstick

was stunned for a moment, while Tiffany and the

the other Amelia forced a smile yet again. “Amy doesn’t like drumsticks, Mom. She prefers

starting to panic, and she quickly took the drumstick back, only to replace it with a chicken wing. “I’m so sorry, Lia. What a blunder. Have a wing. I hope it tastes great. If it’s not,

tugged on her mother’s hem, telling her she was starting to toe the line of

hand back, albeit reluctantly. “Dig in, Lia. I’ll… I’ll just

starting to get really stiff. Though she could not see anything, she could imagine how friendly Eleanor must

up. “Amy, Tiffany, Kurt, thanks for having us. We just got off the plane, and it’s starting to catch up

Bye, Mrs. Hutton.

she wanted to gobble her up, and no matter how her other daughter

not escape Tiffany, who was standing beside

Mrs. Hutton. I think you should retire for the night. Amelia

glance at Amelia, who was behind Tiffany, and she smiled awkwardly. “We’ll be going then,” she replied, playing with her hair. “See you at dinner. I’ll cook up something

her mother away from the messy scene she had just caused for

mother. “Mom, do you want everyone to know Amelia Winters is your

“I don’t recall ever teaching you to speak to me that way,