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Chapter 130:
While speaking, Wyatt opened the box he held. Inside, a men’s ring rested on black velvet, solitary and dignified. The companion ring was already with Amelia, slipped onto her finger by Wyatt before.
Handing the open box to her, Wyatt met Amelia’s eyes, his expression gentle. Amelia knew she truly couldn’t refuse him anymore, nor did she have any reason to.
Her fingers trembled a bit as she lifted the ring, and Wyatt quietly offered his left hand. She slid it onto his ring finger. The cool metal met his skin, yet it seemed to radiate a gentle comfort.
Perhaps being close to Wyatt had become natural now; when Amelia lay beside him that night, the nervousness she had once felt sharing a bed with him faded. Aside from a kiss, Wyatt did nothing else, just as he had promised, giving her time to be ready for something more intimate.
A peaceful sleep followed. Morning light crept in, and when Amelia woke, she discovered the other side of the bed was empty. Her gaze darted to the phone by the bed. Seeing the time—already past eight—sent her scrambling out of bed.
With Hillside Villa so far from the Stewart Group, she rushed through her morning routine and bounded downstairs, half-expecting Wyatt to have already left. To her surprise, he was still there, sitting calmly on the sofa, unhurried. The sound of her footsteps drew his gaze. Noticing her rush, he said in a soft tone, “No need to rush. We have more than enough time p>
R𝘦𝘢𝗱 𝘧𝗋𝗼𝗆 𝘺𝗈u𝘳 р𝗁𝗈𝗇е 𝗼𝘯
More than enough time? Amelia bit back a retort and instead asked, “Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be at work already p>
The words hung in the air before she realized what she’d said. Was he waiting for her?
As if to confirm her suspicion, Wyatt replied softly, “I’m waiting for you p>
A flush of embarrassment raced across her face. How could she let her boss wait for her?
Barrie would drive Amelia and Wyatt today. As soon as they stepped out, he quickly opened the car door for them.
As soon as Amelia sat in the back seat, Wyatt handed her something. “You skipped breakfast. I brought this for you p>
The instant he spoke, her stomach answered with a loud rumble. Her face flushing with embarrassment, Amelia wished she could vanish on the spot. Why did Wyatt always witness her most awkward moments?
Desperate to distract from her embarrassment, she grabbed the lunchbox. Inside, a variety of breakfast treats showed how much care had gone into preparing them.
At eight fifty, the car came to a stop at an intersection near the Stewart Group. While they were waiting at the red light, Amelia tapped Barrie’s seat lightly. “Barrie, can you pull over for a minute p>
The moment she spoke, Barrie eased the car to the curb. Watching her reach for the door, he quickly said, “Mrs. Stewart, the company is still a bit further p>