Chapter 570
Chapter 570:
“This place is nothing like Kretol. Simgan is lovely, sure, but Kretol is still my favorite,” Amelia said, turning to the man beside her with a warm smile. “Do you know why p>
Wyatt arched a brow, indulging her with a playful, “Why is that p>
“Because Kretol has you p>
Her simple words sent a soft ripple through Wyatt’s heart.
Captivated by her radiant smile, he leaned in, unable to resist pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
Before Amelia entered his life, Wyatt had never given much thought to love. But now, the idea of being apart from her, even for a second, felt unbearable.
Their tender moment was interrupted by a sharp knock at the door.
Amelia instinctively nudged Wyatt away, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
It was dinnertime, and Shepard had come to call them to eat.
D𝘪𝗌𝗰о𝘷е𝗿 ո𝗲𝘄 𝗌𝗍𝗈r𝗶𝘦𝘴 оո
Amelia paused to catch her breath before swinging the door open.
The hotel’s proximity to a picturesque area prompted the group to stroll rather than drive.
Amelia and Kelsey led the way, linked arm in arm, while Shepard, Wyatt, and Weldon trailed leisurely behind.
Casting a glance at Amelia’s retreating figure, Shepard lowered his voice and said to Wyatt, “My sister is still pregnant, you know. Can you take it easy p>
Understanding the meaning in his words, Wyatt teased softly, “Envious, are you p>
“I…” Shepard nearly snapped back but held his tongue eventually.
He and Kelsey were about to get married, yet they still hadn’t taken that final step.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to; the right moment simply hadn’t arrived.
Just as Shepard opened his mouth to respond, Wyatt quickened his pace, catching up to Amelia.
They had entered the scenic area, where the street buzzed with activity.
This vibrant strip, a favorite for visitors, teemed with people.
Concerned someone might bump into Amelia, Wyatt gently shielded her with his arms.
Shepard, struck by Wyatt’s thoughtfulness, hurried to Kelsey’s side to protect her.
“This restaurant looks inviting. Shall we dine here?” Amelia proposed, pausing before a place with weathered doors but a charming interior.
The group nodded and stepped inside.
It was peak dining hour, and with no private dining rooms available, they settled at a window-side table.
Amelia hadn’t felt hungry earlier, but the tantalizing aromas sparked her appetite.
Thankfully, the kitchen was swift, delivering their dishes soon.
Though the flavors didn’t rival those of the Souls, they were delightful, and Amelia savored every bite.
As she focused on her meal, a sweet female voice broke her concentration.
“Sorry to bother you p>
A fashionable woman with a warm smile stood by their table, her gaze fixed on Wyatt.
“Sir, my phone is dead. Could you help me pay my bill p>
Before Wyatt could answer, she quickly added, “I’ll pay you back once I charge my phone p>
Facing her, Wyatt replied coolly, “My phone’s battery is dead too p>
The woman, Wendy Russell, froze at his words. She had seen him using his phone just moments ago—it couldn’t be dead.
This was clearly an excuse to refuse her.
“Sir, I p>
“Anything else?” Wyatt cut her off, his tone edged with irritation.
His obvious impatience stung Wendy, a flicker of anger crossing her face.
In Simgan, the Russell name carried weight, and Wendy was used to getting her way.
This was the first time someone had dismissed her like this.
“I’ll help you take care of it,” Weldon said at that time, rising to her aid.
Humiliated by the curious stares of nearby diners, Wendy seized the chance to leave with Weldon—though not before shooting Wyatt a complex glance.
Weldon, candid and long accustomed to life abroad, missed the situation’s subtleties, genuinely believing Wendy’s phone was dead.
When he returned, he met odd looks from the group.
Kelsey’s and Amelia’s smiles carried a chilly edge.
“Are you stupid?” Shepard snapped at Weldon.
“Why are you shouting at me?” Weldon asked, baffled.
“Couldn’t you see that the woman earlier was flirting with Wyatt p>
Weldon’s confusion deepened. “What? She said her phone was dead and needed help p>
Shepard sighed, exasperated. “Are your eyes just for show? Didn’t you notice the power banks by the counter p>