When I Was A Wallflower

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

was a little bicycle,

the items bearing so much history, Amelie couldn’t stop

face.

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

hand, she took step after

the darkened old alley and finally reached the

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

were various

shoes in their novel styles, she couldn’t

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

lay at the back

someone had his back to her as he sat at an antique shoe machine. His back was

his hair was

at him,

man in front of her was none other than her father, Steven

doubted

father’s hair wasn’t this white. When she got married, his hair was still dark with an occasional silver strand here and

bent so much either. He was a bonafide middle-aged man with

stature

weren’t this

to contain the sorrow in her heart, she called in

working man

he slowly

that, he revealed his wizened and wrinkled

calm and gentle from all the years

black-rimmed reading glasses covered his face, adding to

glasses as he

It’s me Amelie took a few steps toward Steven, sobbing. In her raging emotions, she

simply stood there as tears

took her hands. “It’s really you, Amy-you’re back. No

singing so happily this

toe, wiping away the tears on her face.

thin?”

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

against her for ignoring him after she married into the Alston Family. Instead, he worried greatly for her

she wanted more than anything

you’re back.” Steven was obviously happy

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

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

the night, or if he had to go through a lot of trouble, he would still do everything he could to provide her with all the

who loved her to the moon and back, but she chose

repaying her father’s grace and love for her with her whole heart, but she

rolled down Amelie’s cheeks once again as she

back, comforting her like he used to do in her

while later, the two

at the room, they caught sight

between the shoe racks, his eyes lighting up in