Chapter 462
Chapter 462:
When Brielle lunged with the dagger, Amelia’s arms flew up to protect her belly without thinking.
She wanted to run. But the cold wall at her back left her nowhere to go. The blade came fast. All she could do was brace herself — but the pain never came.
“Dad p>
Brielle’s broken cry snapped Amelia’s eyes open.
Weston was standing right in front of her. The dagger was buried deep in his back.
After leaving the Chadwick family, Brielle had fallen into confusion and rage. She didn’t have the courage to direct that anger at Elmore, the one truly at fault. So she poured it all onto Amelia, blaming her for everything.
Somewhere in that twisted logic, Brielle convinced herself that if Amelia disappeared, everything would reset. She would go back to being Weston’s cherished daughter.
But she had never expected Weston to risk his life for Amelia.
When Brielle looked down and saw her own hand drenched in Weston’s blood, her whole body began to shake.
The dagger slipped from her fingers. She spun around and bolted out of the restaurant in a blind panic.
Amelia didn’t waste a second. She caught Weston just as his knees nearly gave out and held him up.
𝘙𝘰𝗆𝖺𝗇се 𝘢𝘯𝗱 𝗉𝗮𝘀s𝗂o𝗇 𝘰𝘯
When Weston had opened his eyes in the hospital bed, he’d already been thinking of Amelia. He had left almost immediately and headed straight for her hotel.
As he passed a nearby restaurant, he’d spotted Brielle’s car.
He had no idea why Brielle was there. His body just moved on instinct. The moment he saw her clench the dagger and drive it toward Amelia, he threw himself forward to shield her without a second thought.
In that split second, all Weston had felt was relief. He was grateful he’d followed that instinct.
For once, he’d done something right. He had protected his daughter.
“Why… why did you do that?” Amelia asked.
“I’m really sorry… Amelia, I truly didn’t know you were my daughter before. Forgive me p>
When Amelia heard Weston’s words, a complicated mix of emotions filled her eyes; she felt as if something inside her heart had quietly begun to crack.
All her life, she had wondered what it would be like to be protected by a father. Other kids had dads who showed up when they were bullied or scared, but she never did.
Ricky had always been cold toward her.
Just when she had stopped hoping for that kind of fatherly love, Weston showed up.
Was this what it felt like to be protected by her father?
“Amelia p>
Concerned by how long Amelia had been gone, Wyatt stepped out of the private dining room to look for her.
The sight that met him knocked the breath from his chest. Amelia turned to him and said, “Wyatt, call an ambulance! He’s bleeding p>
“Did you get hurt p>
Wyatt stepped forward as he spoke. He quickly checked Amelia from head to toe. Once he realized she was unharmed, his shoulders dropped in quiet relief.
When Weston was lifted into the ambulance, Amelia and Wyatt got in with him.