Chapter 159 Amelia Tries to Accept York, William Feels Melancholy
"Then..." Amelia said, "let's save it for the day we make things official."
York was slightly taken aback.
Amelia looked at him.
"I accept your proposal," she said. "Let's try getting to know each other."
These past few days, he had always been measured in his actions.
He hadn't caused her any trouble, nor had he pressured her.
Most importantly...
Amelia gently squeezed Briar's hand.
Briar really liked him.
The Jenkins family atmosphere was also very good.
So, she would give herself a chance to try too.
"It's just..."
Amelia lowered her eyes slightly and said, "You know my situation."
Amelia looked at Briar, who had already let go of her hand to go watch the fireworks, and said softly, "I come with a lot of baggage, and I might not be able to have other children. Briar might be my only child."
"Don't be silly," York smiled and said, "Don't worry about these things. As long as you're willing to try with me, that's enough."
How could he not know about her situation?
After they made things official, he could still work hard. Who knows what the future holds?
Even if not, it doesn't matter—they have Briar.
Although she doesn't like him yet, hasn't accepted him yet, and they haven't made things official.
But as long as she's willing to try accepting him, that's a good thing.
He would work very hard to make her like him, even just a little bit.
"Okay." Amelia nodded and looked toward Briar.
York kept watching her.
The fireworks continued burning, casting their shadows long and far.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side, William quietly watched those few people.
He saw one person go looking for something, while the other two waited.
Beside him, Isabella's worried voice came: "I heard Mr. Brown came, and he collapsed."
"Did... did he do this to you?" Isabella continued asking.
William turned back to look at Isabella's pale face, but he didn't know how to answer.
Isabella also looked at William, showing a worried expression.
She had arranged with the caregiver earlier to stage an act, so she had steeled herself and cut herself just before William arrived.
So actually, her wrist only looked like it was bleeding a lot—the wound wasn't very deep, and the doctor had quickly stitched and bandaged it.
Therefore, she knew exactly how William got his injuries.
She had been standing not far away watching at the time.
She knew his heart was still thinking about Amelia.
Especially after learning that Lika was Amelia.
She felt resentful, but she couldn't directly attack Amelia.
Because she had cut her wrist, right now was when William felt the most guilt and pity toward her.
The more "understanding" she was, the more guilty he would feel.
Sometimes, as long as you grasp a man's guilt, you can accomplish many things.
Thinking this, Isabella reached out again, trying to help him hold the ice pack against his face.
But he avoided it and said, "Isabella, I know a treatment facility with good privacy for emotional issues. Want to check it out tomorrow?"
Isabella paused before understanding what William was talking about.
See a psychiatrist?
She looked down at her wrist—maybe it was because of this?
But there was nothing wrong with her...
Thinking, Isabella tentatively asked about the facility's name.
After learning it, she said, "William, let me think about it. I'll tell you tomorrow, okay?"
William looked at Isabella again, then nodded.
Outside the window, fireworks had started burning in the clearing.
Those three people were watching nearby.
Suddenly, William felt his heart hurt sharply.
As if his heart was being torn apart, making it almost impossible to breathe.
He felt like he was losing something.
Gradually, the fireworks in the clearing outside burned out.
He saw those three people clean up the burnt fireworks and then leave.
His heart kept aching.
...
This day finally passed.
It had been lively all day.
And it remained lively the next day.
Because the edited version of The Sound of Heaven went online.
Early in the morning, the Adams Group released a statement.
Because online discussions had brought up the previous rumors about Lika and Jeffrey again—
"Didn't they say Lika had a miscarriage for Jeffrey? Now that we know Lika is Amelia, does that mean there was something between Amelia and Jeffrey?"
The Adams Group's statement was a video recorded by Jeffrey—
"The previous rumor that Lika had a miscarriage for me came from a sick leave note."
Jeffrey said, taking out that fake medical record and placing it in front of the camera.
"Amelia was seriously injured at that time," Jeffrey said. "I believe viewers who watched the first live broadcast or the edited version could see the injuries on her body."
"Those weren't makeup special effects—they were real injuries."
Jeffrey explained seriously, "She was hurt so badly she couldn't get out of bed, so naturally she couldn't attend rehearsal. But there was still a confidentiality agreement then, so I got another medical record to use as a sick leave note."
"Then some people thought I made Lika have a miscarriage. That's where the rumor came from."
"Amelia and I had been working together since before she married William. We have a normal professional relationship. Please stop spreading rumors."
Once this video came out, although some people still discussed it, the discussion was very quiet.
The reason was simple.
Neither Jeffrey nor Isabella wanted this matter to blow up again.
Jeffrey didn't want to damage Amelia's reputation, and Isabella knew very well how Amelia's child was lost—she didn't want others to notice anything suspicious.
So the heat around this matter quickly died down.
There are new things online every day, and soon netizens' attention was drawn to other matters.
...
On the other side.
William hadn't slept all night.
Throughout the night, his mind was filled with images of Amelia.
When she was Amelia, when she was Lika.
Various scenes kept spinning in his mind.
All of this made him miserable.
He had an impulse to tell her right now how everything really happened, to say to her—"Amelia, I wronged you. Come back to me."
But in the end, when he saw Isabella's message in the morning, he still suppressed that impulse.
The swelling on his face had gone down, but Amelia had hit him hard, still leaving some unsightly marks.
He had told Rhys to cancel this morning's schedule.
Because Isabella had agreed to go with him to see the facility.
Five months.
William told himself.
Then he got up and drove to pick up Isabella to go to the facility.
The two walked into the facility together. At that moment, in an office, Skylar was on a call with Amelia.
Learning that Amelia was willing to change herself, she felt gratified.
"These past few times you've come, I've felt your condition getting better and better. This is a good thing."
Skylar said, looking up just in time to see William accompanying Isabella.