Chapter 303 If You Don't Like It, I'll Take You Away

Chapter 303 If You Don't Like It, I'll Take You Away

A lot of people came to the Jenkins Villa tonight.

Basically everyone who was available showed up.

As for those comments online, nobody paid them any attention.

Because once Isabella's medical examination report came out, the truth would be revealed.

Briar was very happy - the house was full of people and very lively.

Briar and Otis had a lot in common.

The two of them were discussing what new tricks to teach Whiskers.

They'd been watching videos from pet bloggers on social media - some showing kittens being trained to dance, and others with cat wheels that could generate electricity to light up a little bulb when the cat ran on it!

Both of them were amazed.

Amelia thought it sounded fun too.

Even Whiskers poked its head over to join them.

Whiskers rubbed its head against Amelia's hand.

Amelia picked up Whiskers and scratched under its chin.

The sound Whiskers made was like a little motor.

Amelia looked up toward the kitchen.

She had said she wanted to help, but Dash had shooed her out.
Right now Dash was working with the Jenkins Villa's chef to prepare the food.

"Is Dash working too hard?" Amelia asked Mia beside her.

After all, Dash usually held a scalpel.

Those hands were precious.

Mia was playing with Whiskers.

Mia smiled and shook her head, then said to Amelia, "York mentioned there are koi in the courtyard.""

"Yeah." Amelia was a bit confused by Mia’s sudden topic change, but she answered anyway., "Really big ones. I don't know how York feeds them."

As she spoke, Amelia bounced Whiskers in her arms and said: "Same with this one."

Whiskers seemed to understand and meowed in protest.

"Okay, okay, Whiskers isn't fat." Amelia coaxed the kitten.

Mia laughed.

She quickly asked Amelia to take her to see the koi.

Amelia went to get the fish food, but York had already taken it out and handed it to her.

She nodded: "Mia and I will go over for a bit."

"Okay." York replied.

As they passed by Whiskers, it jumped right onto her.

Amelia just brought it along.

It was afternoon now, with the sun setting. Amelia and Mia, along with the cat, came to the courtyard.

There was a large pond here.

The water was very clear, with many red koi swimming back and forth.

Very beautiful.

Except they were a bit fat.

Amelia threw in a handful of fish food, and they rushed over to compete for it.

Whiskers stared at the koi, eyes darting around.

Mia also took a handful of fish food and scattered it for the koi to eat.

Amelia knew that Mia wanted to talk to her alone.

Things that weren't convenient for others in the house to hear.

She didn't rush her, just waited.

"I heard about it." Mia began, "William's proposal, saying he'd be your second choice. What do you think?"

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

At the apartment.

William's clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

One hand covered his abdomen, while the other gripped the tanzanite tightly.

He forced down waves of pain.

The pain made it impossible for him to think rationally.

In his heart, only one obsession kept him going.

First, he needed to confirm Isabella's physical condition.

Then, after knowing the results, he would return what belonged to the Martinez family to her.

Then, while expressing his sincerity, he would tell Amelia everything.

Everything she should have known long ago.

Clear up the misunderstanding between them.

Beg for her forgiveness, beg her to leave a place for him in her heart, beg her to give him another chance.

Since there was no second choice, she could only be his.

They hadn't registered their marriage yet - she didn't completely belong to York.

Even if they'd been intimate, she wasn't York's wife.

William pressed the intercom, and soon his assistant walked in.

"Mr. Brown?"

"Take me to the hospital where Isabella is." William said.

"Yes." The assistant immediately took action.

...

The Jenkins Villa.

In the courtyard, by the koi pond.

Amelia looked at Mia, smiled, and said: "He's delusional."

"Accepting would be insulting to York."

"And I'm not rejecting him because of anything else, but because I don't want him anymore."

"With or without York, I don't want him."

This was a private conversation between two women.

So Amelia spoke very directly.

She and Mia had been best friends since childhood - their relationship was different.

Mia listened to Amelia's answer and nodded thoughtfully.

The two sat on chairs nearby, holding Whiskers.

"What about York then?" Mia continued asking.

"York is very good to me." Amelia threw the fish food in her hand into the koi pond, "And very good to Briar too."

Mia looked at Amelia's profile: "Do you like him? Do you love him?"

"Amelia, don't lie to me." She said.

She wanted an answer from Amelia.

If Amelia said no, she would take Amelia away.

The Wilson family might not compare to the Brown Group or the Jenkins Group, but they had their own influence.

Taking Amelia and Briar together and sending them abroad to live well - she could do that.

This had nothing to do with Dash, it was just her, Mia.

Because they were best friends.

Best friends who grew up together.

"I don't want answers like 'he's good to you' or 'good to Briar.' I want a real, accurate answer." Mia said, "I want you to be truly happy from your heart."

Amelia saw Mia's seriousness.

So Amelia threw the last handful of fish food into the pond, then held Mia's hand.

"I love him." Amelia said, "Mia, don't worry, I'm not forcing myself."

Mia didn't speak, still looking at Amelia.

Amelia didn't let go of Mia's hand either.

Love doesn't have to be dramatic or earth-shattering.

He respected her, understood her.

When she thought she no longer had the strength to love someone again, he made her withered heart grow anew.

Seeing that Mia still had doubts, Amelia thought for a moment, leaned close to Mia's ear, and whispered something.

Mia's eyes widened.

"Really?" Mia looked Amelia up and down.

"Yes." Amelia nodded, her face feeling a bit hot.

Only then did Mia believe her.

If Amelia wasn't willing, they couldn't have been intimate.

It seemed Dash had lost completely long ago.

But at least Dash had come to terms with it.

"That's good then." Mia said, "I was just thinking."

"Thinking what?" Amelia asked.

"I was thinking, if you didn't like him, I'd take you away." Mia smiled beautifully, "Just like when we were kids - even if Dash beat me up, I'd still take you away."

Amelia's eyes grew moist, and she hugged Mia.

"Silly." Amelia said.

"You're the silly one." Mia said, "Look at yourself, what have you become."

She hoped that from now on, Amelia wouldn't get hurt anymore.