Chapter 521

Chapter 521:

Fearing Weldon might be displeased with Wyatt if he discovered Wyatt in such an embarrassing position, Amelia instinctively hurried to explain. Yet when they stepped inside, Amelia froze instantly, her eyes widening with astonishment. Wyatt was not here anymore.

When she hadn’t seen Wyatt on the bed earlier, she had thought he was hiding behind the door. Now, upon stepping into the room, she understood he had already left the room.

Alongside her astonishment, Amelia felt a spark of intrigue. If not for the damp air, she could have believed everything earlier was only a dream.

“You should shut the window, or you might catch a chill sleeping,” Weldon said.

He had entered the room because he had noticed the window was left ajar. Noticing that, Amelia immediately deduced where Wyatt had gone.

As Weldon strode toward the window, Amelia quickly halted him, saying, “The window is open for fresher air. I’ll close it when I sleep p>

“The wind is heavy tonight. If it feels suffocating, leave just a small space,” Weldon advised as he brushed past Amelia and moved to the window.

When Weldon cast a glance outside, Amelia’s heart leaped to her throat. Only after Weldon turned back with his expression unchanged did Amelia release a quiet breath of relief. She couldn’t resist glancing once more at the window, and that look almost forced a gasp from her lips.

Wyatt, clothed only in a bath towel, balanced right outside on the narrow ledge. Somehow, he had not let Weldon discover him just now. Catching Amelia’s startled stare, Wyatt even lifted an eyebrow and offered a faint grin.

Amelia responded with a pointed look before trailing Weldon outward.

𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇

“Rest properly after eating,” Weldon said.

When Amelia nodded, he finally departed carrying some food.

After closing the door, Amelia swiftly locked it and hurried to the window. Once she pushed it wide open, Wyatt deftly climbed back inside.

Staring at the open view outside, Amelia asked curiously, “Where were you hiding just now? My brother didn’t even notice you p>

Wyatt chuckled as he gestured toward a corner beyond the railing. Tracing his hand, Amelia noticed the air conditioner box beneath the railing. Indeed, it formed a concealed pocket.

Covered with grime, Wyatt worried about soiling Amelia’s bed and slipped into the bathroom to shower again. When he emerged, his clothes had already been dried.

The sight of those fresh clothes revived the memory of his solid, broad chest in Amelia’s mind, and her cheeks heated with a flush.

Half an hour later, Amelia and Wyatt were lying together on the wide bed. Despite her earlier restlessness, the familiar scent of Wyatt near her quickly lulled Amelia toward sleep.

Wyatt, softly holding Amelia close, listened to her calm breathing and instinctively turned to look at her. When he saw that Amelia was asleep, his expression softened, and he brushed a tender kiss upon the corner of her lips.

The kiss was weightless as air, yet it bore his immeasurable tenderness. Not only had Amelia become familiar with Wyatt’s nearness, but he also had grown reliant on her company.

Listening to the steady rhythm of her breathing, Wyatt soon felt sleep overcoming him as well. That night, both of them rested well.

Meanwhile, Barrie, keeping watch by the house’s entrance, felt quietly frustrated. Staring through the car window at the upstairs window, he exhaled a sigh when he saw the light fading.

The next day, Amelia awoke with hunger. As she opened her eyes, her mind remained hazy with drowsiness. Once completely awake, she automatically reached toward the space beside her, only to touch emptiness.

The wide bed contained only herself; Wyatt was not here.

“Was that just a dream?” Amelia muttered softly when her phone lit up at her side.

“Breakfast is delivered. Eat before returning to bed for more sleep. Remember to keep the window open for me tonight p>

The message was from Wyatt.

Noticing the last line, Amelia couldn’t help but laugh lightly. Just as she prepared to reply, Weldon’s voice reached her from the door.

“Amelia, are you up p>

“Yes, I’ll be downstairs shortly p>

“No hurry; take your time p>

In the living room downstairs, Weldon glanced at the table covered with breakfast and turned to Davin. “You have already brought breakfast. Why are you still here?” He was indirectly signaling Davin to leave.

Ignoring the meaning in Weldon’s words, Davin grinned and replied, “Mr. Stewart asked me to bring something to Mrs. Stewart p>

Hearing this, Weldon rolled his eyes. “Whatever Wyatt intends to give Amelia, hand it to me, and I’ll pass it to her p>

“Apologies, but Mr. Stewart ordered me to deliver it to Mrs. Stewart directly p>

Weldon was rendered momentarily speechless.

By the time Amelia finished preparing and stepped downstairs, it was already past ten. Davin, seated on the couch, immediately rose with a smile at her arrival.

“Good morning, Mrs. Stewart. Mr. Stewart sent me to bring you breakfast p>

“Good morning. Thank you p>

“It’s my responsibility; no need for thanks p>

While speaking, Davin presented Amelia with a gift box.

Amelia asked with confusion, “What is this p>