Chapter 519
Chapter 519:
That single utterance caused Weston’s eyes to flush red at once.
“Shepard, did you catch that? Amelia just called me Dad. She has forgiven me! She has recognized me as her father!” Weston exclaimed.
“Dad, please relax. You’re still hurt!” Fearing that his enthusiasm might worsen his state, Shepard swiftly clutched Weston’s hand and urged him to remain composed.
Inside Hillside Villa, there was a room for medical care. Before Marc drew the blade out of Weston’s injury, he asked everyone to step outside the room.
Although Marc had guaranteed that Weston would recover, Amelia still wore a face full of concern as she gazed at the shut door.
“Don’t worry; Weston will recover,” Wyatt said to Amelia.
“Hey, why are you not addressing our father formally? Until you and Amelia hold your wedding, the Chadwick family acknowledge you as Amelia’s husband,” Weldon immediately spoke after hearing Wyatt address Weston that way, but Wyatt acted as though he hadn’t heard him at all.
Dі𝘴𝗰о𝘷𝗲𝘳 𝗵i𝘥𝖽еո 𝘨е𝗆𝘀 𝘰𝗇
Amelia and the others lingered outside the room for over an hour before the door finally swung open.
Marc told them that Weston’s life was not endangered but that he required some time to recuperate.
After thanking Marc sincerely, Amelia walked quickly into the room, still filled with worry.
When the anesthesia subsided, Weston’s eyelids lifted slowly. The first sight that greeted him was Amelia’s face.
“Dad, are you feeling any better?” Amelia rushed toward the bedside the moment she noticed him wake up.
Weston tried to speak, but the instant he opened his lips, a rough cough escaped him. Noticing this, Amelia hastily reached for the glass of water on the bedside table.
Wyatt, standing nearby, helped Weston sit up. “Weston, drink some water first p>
“What did you just call me?” Weston coughed even more fiercely upon catching Wyatt’s address.
Wyatt stated evenly, “Amelia and I are already husband and wife. Since you’re her father, it’s natural for me to address you like that p>
Seeing Wyatt’s calm expression, Weston muttered with a displeased look, “If you intend to alter the way you call me, wait until after your wedding with Amelia p>
Weston then shifted his gaze to Amelia and spoke with gravity. “You and Wyatt are about to hold your wedding. By the local customs, you shouldn’t reside under the same roof with him before the ceremony p>
As he said this, he studied Amelia’s expression carefully. Finding no hint of displeasure, he continued, “Amelia, move out with me today. After the wedding, you may return to Hillside Villa p>
The suggestion drew visible irritation in Wyatt’s eyes. When Weston finished speaking, Wyatt immediately replied, “I have another residence in the city. Maybe p>
“No need. Amelia has just received two houses. We’ll simply stay in one of them,” Shepard interjected sternly before Wyatt could continue.
Before, when Amelia hadn’t accepted them, the Chadwick family members dared not be too harsh to Wyatt, fearing it would upset Amelia. But now, they held no such restraint.
So that night, they assisted Amelia in leaving Hillside Villa for a house in the city. At nine in the evening, Shepard asked Wyatt to leave, citing the late hour.
The day had been long, so Amelia retired early after bathing. She felt drained but found no rest on the soft mattress.
All of a sudden, a peculiar noise outside the window caught her ear. At first, Amelia assumed it was her imagination. Only when the sound repeated twice did she realize the sound was real. She slipped from the bed and crept toward the window.
When she drew the curtains and saw the figure outside the window, she opened it at once.
She widened her eyes in shock as Wyatt climbed inside through the window.
“I thought you went back. How did you p>
Her expression shifted before she could complete her remark. She struck Wyatt’s arm. “Are you insane? This is the second floor! What if you fall and hurt yourself p>
“Barrie kept an eye on me when I came here, so there’s no need to worry about that,” Wyatt said.
He encircled Amelia in a firm embrace, inhaling her scent deeply. Then, in a nostalgic murmur, he complained, “The wedding is six days away, which means six days apart from you p>
Amelia seemed to sense a faint trace of grievance in his tone. She said, “So, do you mean you wish to stay here today p>
Before Amelia could finish, Wyatt answered with a smile. His gaze revealed no sorrow or discontent any longer. As though afraid Amelia might reconsider, he closed the window and walked directly into the bathroom.
Amelia couldn’t resist chuckling. Who would expect the mighty CEO of the Stewart Group to act like this?
While Wyatt showered, Amelia reclined against the headboard, scrolling through her phone. When the bathroom door swung open, she instinctively lifted her head to look at him.
“You — why aren’t you wearing any clothes p>
Noticing him standing in the doorway without clothes, Amelia quickly shielded her face with her palms, though her fingers, against her will, parted slightly, giving her a view of him.