When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

He was now trapped between someone who insisted on giving the money and another who insisted on

not taking it.

What exactly was he supposed to do?

“Just take it. What I did before was easy peasy lemon squeezy. It’s nothing worth mentioning.”

These words were from the bottom of his heart.

“But to me, you saved my life,” she replied seriously, the brightness in her eyes dimming. “If it wasn’t for

you, Bria and I wouldn’t be here today.”

For some reason, Toby felt his chest tighten painfully when he heard her words.

He couldn’t help but recall how she was trapped in the snow and was dying from the cold. It was still

fresh in his memory how much of a mess she was with her face whiter than snow and the corners of her

lips cracked.

And that scene in the hospital where a bloodied Amelie knelt on the floor and begged the doctor to take

her blood.

His heart ached the more he thought about it.

“How about you marry me to show your gratitude?” he blurted out.

“Enough with the jokes, Mr. Walsh.” She didn’t take him seriously at all as she calmly said, “I can’t

possibly dishonor someone whom I owe my life to. How about this? I will take half of the money and

consider it Leo’s. You keep the other half and think of it as my repaying your kindness.”

Toby wanted to tell her that he wasn’t joking.

Also, he wanted to tell her that instead of dishonoring him, she would be completing him if she was with

him.

Alas, he said nothing.

In this short time that they had known each other, he came to realize how stubborn Amelie was about the

decisions she made.

She might never want to see him again if he ever confessed.

“Alright.” In the end, he could only smile bitterly and nod.

She quickly transferred half of the money to Toby and set off on her way home again.

Steven brought Bria out to have fun after dinner that evening.

The child said that she wanted to catch butterflies, so he really did take her to catch butterflies among

the wildflowers.

Amelie knew better than to stop her father from pampering his granddaughter so much, so she let them

go.

She, on the other hand, rested on a hidden chair under the melon vines in the yard, finally getting to

enjoy the tranquility of the evening.

At that point, a series of knocks rang out from the door.

Thinking that it was a customer who was here to take their shoes, Amelie quickly got up and opened the

door.

She was greeted by the sight of Matthew standing there.

His BMW SUV parked in front of the door looked impressive as well.

“Matthew? What are you doing here?” she asked.

He bobbed his head and took out a basket of fruits. “This is a new variety that just grew in the orchard.

Try it.”

She looked down at the fruits, noting how smooth and big all of them were. It seemed like he had

carefully selected his gift for her.

Matthew’s family was involved in the production of many agricultural and sideline products. As he had a

good eye for the products, he directly exported many fruits.

These fruits he was giving her were obviously for exporting.

She could tell that they were expensive.

Noticing this, Amelie smiled but didn’t take it from him. “How about I pay you for this?”

“Are you trying to insult me with money?” He looked at her, prompting her to fall silent.

She knew that he still had feelings for her.

However, marriage was a grave that she had to go to lengths to crawl out from. Love was the last thing

on her mind right now.

Matthew was a clever man. He chose to give her fruits because he knew that she would reject him if it

was another present.

Fruits were something neighbors would often give each other. Not only was it not obtrusive, but he could

also convey his sincerity.

There was no way Amelie didn’t know what he was thinking.

In the end, she accepted the fruits instead of rejecting him.

She then took a few big bags of local products she brought back from Skaynia and put them in his

basket. “It’ll be rude for me to not give you something in return. You should try this too.”

Matthew’s flushed face suddenly looked uncomfortable.

Even though she didn’t utter one word of rejection, she was already letting him know through her actions

that he didn’t stand a chance.

He quietly took the bags of local products with a wry smile on his face. “The reason you won’t consider

me is that someone else has your heart, right? It’s that man, isn’t it?”

As he pointed in a certain direction and Amelie’s gaze followed, she only noticed then that there was a

figure standing by the side of the door.

The person stood there silently, adding a touch of color to the muddy alley.

That dark blue was as gloomy as it was eye-catching.

On top of that, the person had an outstanding face. The surrounding scenery was pale in comparison to

his fair skin.

“He does look better than me and he drives a better car,” Matthew muttered in frustration. He felt a

strong sense of inferiority even though he was the richest man.

Amelie had already recognized who it was at this point—Leo.

Should he be home? What is he doing here?

Seeing that she didn’t respond, Matthew turned to look at Leo. As he thought that he had guessed it

right, he let his head hang in resignation before he got into the SUV and left.

Meanwhile, Leo was standing at a distance that was neither far nor near. Not wanting to make a fool of

herself since she wasn’t sure if he was here for her, Amelie pretended to not see him and turned around

to close the door behind her.

However, a hand swiftly stretched out and grabbed her by the arm.