Chapter 111
Patrick chuckled, his eyes wild with madness that even scared Henry.
Although Henry was wicked, he was genuinely good to his mother. Afraid Patrick might do something reckless, he warned again, “Kenneth’s already in prison. If anything happens to your grandma, I’ll sever all ties with you.”
“Dad, you’re overthinking it.” Patrick shrugged. His madness and killing intent faded away.
Henry sighed in relief and patted Patrick’s shoulder. “Patrick, don’t rush. Things will work out. We’ll definitely beat Landon.”
“Of course,” Patrick replied.
Henry suggested, “How about you settle down first? Your grandma will pamper you even more if you have a child.”
“The same goes for Amelia. If she has kids, Grandma will spoil Landon even more.” Patrick squinted. “So, Amelia can’t get pregnant before I get married.”
Henry was speechless. He thought, ‘Landon’s recovered, and sooner or later, he and Amelia will have kids. Are we supposed to hide under their bed and stop them?‘
“I’ve got things to do. I’m leaving.” Patrick waved off, heading out.
Henry sighed in frustration. He thought, ‘Every time marriage and children come up, Patrick flips out. What did I do to deserve two sons who are into men?‘
Amelia leaned on the balcony, waiting for Landon to finish washing up while admiring the moon.
The night was so beautiful that it reminded Amelia of her mother. She instinctively reached up to her neck, only to find it empty.
“Where’s my necklace?” Amelia’s face paled. She checked her neck again–nothing. The necklace was gone.
Amelia wore that necklace day and night, constantly touching it several times a day–except for today. Today had been so busy she hadn’t had the time to feel sentimental. ‘Where did it go?‘ she thought.
Amelia began searching the house, even rummaging through her car. Still, no luck.
“What are you looking for?” Landon had finished washing up and stood in a neatly pressed light gray robe, looking both gentle and handsome.
“My necklace is gone.” Amelia’s voice choked with urgency. “The one Mom left me–the pendant…”
“Don’t worry, we’ll find it,” Landon said. He knew how much that pendant meant to Amelia and immediately involved the whole family in the search. Still, no luck.
“Could it have been left at Kingsley Manor?” Amelia clutched her chest. “I clearly remember it was still on my neck before I left today.”
“I’ll have my men check.” Landon dialed Kingsley Manor and told the staff to make sure they found the necklace.
Amelia sat on the edge of the bed, feeling as empty as her neck. She thought, ‘It’s the only thing I have left from my mom. If I can’t get it back…” Her heart tightened, and tears welled up in her eyes. She wanted to cry.
“Don’t worry, we’ll find it,” Landon comforted Amelia. “After leaving the house today, we only went to Kingsley Manor. It must be there.”
Amelia asked, “What if a guest found it? Or if a kid picked it up, thought it was just junk, and threw it away?”
“Then we’ll ask every guest,” Landon replied confidently.
“That would be too rude. People would laugh at you.” Amelia’s eyes reddened even more. She was both upset and touched.
Inviting people over and then going door–to–door asking if anyone found the necklace wasn’t something someone like Landon should be doing.
“Laugh? They’d probably just say, ‘Mr. Kingsley loves his wife too much,” Landon laughed.
The moonlight outside bathed Landon’s face, making his features look even softer.
For a moment, Amelia was lost in thought. ‘We act like a loving couple in public, but why is it the same at home? Could it be that he has feelings for me?‘
Amelia’s heart skipped a beat, and when she looked at Landon again, she felt strangely guilty. She reminded herself of the arrangement. ‘I’m just his employee who gets paid on a daily basis.‘
Amelia needed to remind Landon, “By the way, you haven’t paid me for today’s work.”
Landon’s eye twitched. His mood instantly soured. He lowered his head, silently transferring the money while thinking, ‘Money is all you care about. With me around, do you really think you’ll ever lack it?‘
Amelia choked on her saliva. She thought, ‘Oh my gosh, what’s wrong with him? Could he really have fallen in love with me?‘
Amelia’s face heated up. Her cheeks visibly reddened. She thought, ‘This is Landon, the brightest young man in Norava. So many noble young women couldn’t even catch his eye. Have I really won his heart?‘
“You are blushing,” Landon observed, pleased with Amelia’s reaction. He thought, ‘It’s great that she can hear my inner thoughts, letting me express things I couldn’t say out loud. Now, it’s up to her whether she accepts my feelings.
“Is it?” Amelia flustered. She raised her hand to cover her face, not daring to look at Landon.
“You look shy. What are you thinking?” Landon asked, staring at Amelia.
Amelia panicked even more. “N–Nothing…”
Landon said, “You’re definitely thinking about sex.”
Amelia choked again. “I’m not.”
Landon asked, “Then why are you blushing?”
“I…” Amelia trailed off. She thought, ‘It’s all because of your creepy inner monologue.‘
“Amelia, actually, I’m pretty much fully recovered now. If you really want, I could reluctantly help you out,” Landon said, casually opening his shirt to reveal his firm chest.
Amelia quickly pulled Landon’s shirt back down. “I swear I wasn’t thinking anything, really.”
Just then, Amelia’s phone buzzed with a new message.
Amelia nearly jumped at the chance for a distraction, quickly saying, “It might be work. Let me check.”
When Amelia opened it, she saw Patrick had sent her a message about the pendant: [I have it. Come get it tomorrow. But remember, don’t tell Landon.]
Amelia frowned. She thought, ‘Patrick isn’t doing this out of kindness, especially after I publicly injured his hand today. Tomorrow’s meeting feels like a trap.‘
“Who was it?” Landon noticed Amelia’s change in expression and asked.
Amelia, thinking about Patrick’s threat, handed her phone to Landon. “You can see for yourself.”
“So it’s with him,” Landon smirked.
Amelia was furious and punched Landon’s arm. “How can you still smile?”
“Your honesty makes me happy,” Landon said, grabbing Amelia’s fist. “This is how it should be. Anything that’s going on, you should always discuss it with your husband.”
“Don’t be so cheesy at home,” Amelia said, her ears turning red. Calling Landon “darling” in public was natural, but it still felt a little awkward at home. Then again, it was because they weren’t a real married couple.
“That’s how it should be between spouses,” Landon replied, smiling. “You’ll arrange a time with him. Tomorrow, I’ll go with you.”
Amelia said, “But he won’t let you come.”
Landon said, “We don’t have to listen to him.”
Landon was confident, and Amelia finally relaxed. He was amazing–every time he took action, she trusted him.
It was extraordinary. This time wouldn’t be any different.
“Alright, time to sleep,” Landon said.
Amelia nodded. She snuggled into her small bed. After a long day, she quickly drifted off to sleep.
Landon shifted his long legs slightly, desire stirring inside him. In truth, his legs were fully healed now. He could make a baby with Amelia.