When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 8

you in hard cash, the least you can do is to compensate you in terms of mental state. So let me tell you: not only did I program the system to talk in that b*stard’s voice, but I also inserted his mother and sister’s voices in the system too. So you can switch between their voices and order them around as much as you like whenever you feel upset.” No one knew about Amelie’s pain and grievances for the past four years better than Julia. Likewise, she was also the most outraged by the injustice that Amelie had suffered. Still, Amelie accepted her goodwill and gave her an ‘I don’t know what to do with you’ eye roll as she led Bria into the house. Everything in the new house sparked Bria’s curiosity, especially when she saw she even had her own little room that was painted pink and filled with beautiful lace dolls. Bria joyfully ran to her own little heaven to play, whereas Amelie and Julia were at the coffee table. They were browsing through their phones while sipping on the newly bought tea. “Say: you own so many villas, yet why did you choose this apartment? Don’t you think it’s too small?” Nonetheless, Amelie didn’t care about the size of her home. As she swept her gaze at the house, she said, “I think it’s better to live in a less spacious house. Then, at least, it won’t look so empty.” After she had lived in the Alston Residence for four years, it had made her sick and tired of living in a house with an empty and uninviting vibe. “Besides, I bought this place before I got married. I just want to go back to being me.” Initially, tears almost welled up in Julia’s eyes because of her words. But that sadness was bulldozed over by overwhelming joy when she heard Amelie say that she wanted to return to her former self. “That’s the spirit.” As the two talked, they started scrolling their phones out of occupational habit. The popularity of the news about Jamie and Amelie had yet to subside, making Julia beam with happiness from time to time as she browsed through her mobile phone. “Everyone seems to be quite in favor of you two being together. In my opinion, Jamie is much better than that sc*mbag Leo.” “I can’t deny that Jamie is a good guy, but you can’t randomly matchmake us. I just want to live a happy life with Bria. I don’t wish to talk about love right now.” Falling in love with Leo alone was torture enough to last her for a lifetime. So, the current Amelie no longer held hope for love. “Damn!” Two were chatting when Julia suddenly slammed her hand on the coffee table, causing the teacup to move away from its saucer. “Leo is absolutely the trashiest guy I’d ever seen! You two have just divorced, yet he’s already planning to have an engagement with Elyse?! Did he not learn any lesson after getting cheated on by her back then?! He’s planning to let himself constantly get cheated on for the rest of his life?!” Amelie looked over upon hearing Julie’s outraged cries and saw the post on Elyse’s Facebook page. There was a photo attached, and in the image, Elyse’s face was lit up with joy as her fingers intertwined with another person.