My Sugar And Your Spice

My Sugar And Your Spice Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Amelie hastily picked her up and looked toward the woman.

Meanwhile, the woman was looking at them as well. “Who are you? Why are you here?”

Her expression softened a little.

She roughly pushed her messy hair over her head, revealing her entire face.

“Mrs. Gordon?” Amelie recognized the woman as she called out.

When Abby Gordon heard the beautiful girl calling her that, she couldn’t help but examine the latter.

“It’s me, Amy,” Amelie introduced herself.

It was only then that Abby recognized her. With a stomp of her foot, she clapped both her hands on her thighs ‘Amy! It’s been years since I last saw you. You’ve grown even prettier now. I almost couldn’t recognize you, and I thought you were a celebrity from somewhere.”

Amelie smiled shyly.

Abby continued, “Sorry for just now. I thought my stupid son came back, so that’s why I threw the washbasin. You weren’t hurt, were you?”

“No.” Amelie wasn’t concerned about that. She looked up and gazed at the yard behind Abby. “Where’s my dad? Is he no longer living here? Or-”

A sudden extreme fear invaded her heart, and even her voice trembled.

“Your dad is fine.” Noticing Amelie’s pale face, Abby guessed that Amelie was overthinking things, so she hastily said, “He complained about how this house was too big for one person, so he moved into the smaller house at the end of the street. Our family is huge, so I discussed it with him, and he agreed to rent the place

to us.”

Abby grinned, a guilty look flashing across her face.

Even though they called it renting, she never paid him a single cent all this while.

Steven never urged her, so she pretended it never happened.

On the other hand, Amelie wasn’t in the mood to think about these things as she said, “Can you take me to my

dad?”

“Of course.” Abby thought that since she was living in their house, she should at least help them with this little request

As she strode with her thick legs, Abby took Amelie to the end of the street.

Soon, they found a small shop facing the street.

It was rundown and shabby, and it didn’t even have a sign.

“Your dad is in there” Abby pointed at the shop as she spoke.

Amelie looked at the shop

It wasn’t just worn-out, it was pitifully tiny.

A few items were piled outside the shop, and most of them were the toys she used to play with during her

childhood

little bicycle, a skateboard,

items bearing so much history, Amelie couldn’t stop her tears as

face.

for Steven to come out when Amelie stopped her. “I’ll go in on

took step

past the darkened old alley and finally

interior wasn’t much more spacious than the shopfront, and it was filled

patterns were

in their novel styles, she couldn’t help but pause

didn’t see her father anywhere, so she could only proceed further

lay at the back of

an antique

were slow, whereas his hair was a mixture of gray and

stared at him, perfectly

man in front of her was none other than her

doubted

When she got married, his hair was still dark with an occasional silver strand here

back wasn’t bent so much either. He was a bonafide middle-aged man with

stature

weren’t this

the sorrow in her heart, she called

working man paused

slowly

he revealed his wizened and wrinkled

from all the years

adding to him a hint of a bookish

slowly took off his glasses as he finally

took a few steps toward Steven, sobbing. In her raging emotions, she wanted to hug him, but she

stood there as tears

to her and took her hands. “It’s really

singing so happily this

the tears

thin?”

her face, which was a stark contrast to her appearance now. Now,

father didn’t hold any grudges against her for ignoring him after she married into the Alston Family. Instead, he worried greatly for her health, and this only made Amelie even

cruel, and she wanted more than anything to give herself a heavy slap or

home. I’m so glad you’re back.” Steven

much as he led Amelie outside. “I’ll whip

had always loved Amelie to bits, and he would always pamper her ever since

he had to go through a lot of trouble, he

and back, but she chose to go to the Alston

should’ve been repaying her father’s grace and love for her with her whole heart,

of regret rolled down Amelie’s cheeks once

on the back, comforting her like he used to do in her

long while later, the

at the room,

adorable little girl in between the shoe racks, his eyes lighting

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