When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

Whenever he silently pursed his lips, he always looked incredibly stern and even Melissa was afraid of

him despite being his mother. If not for the anger burning in her, she would have backed off by now.

She forcefully shoved her frustration out of her mind and insistently said, "I don't mean anything by it,

but you looked so interested in her. I don't want you to miss out on someone you love."

"Love?" Leo finally spoke, but it was only to repeat her statement. He said it as if he were savoring and

considering it.

Her face flushed red. Although he had not actually said anything, he had already slapped her in the

face with such a reply.

His eyes blatantly told her he knew she was only using not wanting him to miss out on someone he

loved as an excuse. At the very least, he knew she was not doing all this for him.

With her secret motive exposed, it took her a long time before she could finally speak again. "I admit, I

like Foxy. She may be a little arrogant, but she's a strong woman. She would be of great help to you in

the future."

She then cleared her throat and looked up at him. "Leony, you have brought the company to great

heights and made those who doubted you shut their mouths, but your marriage is always a weakness

people criticize you for. I don't want those shareholders to use that as an excuse to criticize you one

day. If you marry Foxy, you won't have to worry about that. Of course, my status would also increase if

you married an amazing wife."

Her last statement was her true motive.

Leo looked in disappointment at the woman who was his biological mother. Since he was a child, she

only cared about her reputation.

As long as it made her look good, anything could be given up—even he, her own son.

"Do you know who she is?" he asked calmly. His lips were tilted in disappointment and mockery.

"Her? Isn't she Foxy?" she slowly replied, not understanding what he meant.

Who else could the woman be if not Foxy?

Not wanting to explain further, Leo turned and left.

Melissa's fury flared to life once more when she saw him walk away from her, but she did not dare stop

him.

After walking away, Amelie hid in a safe and quiet spot.

She did not want to bump into Leo, and she did not want the Walshes and other people to constantly

talk about her and Toby.

Thankfully, the gods seemed to understand what she wanted. For the next few hours, no one disturbed

her.

Toby only decided to call her sometime after ten.

According to him, the event was over.

Amelie rejoiced and told him where she was.

Within five minutes, he appeared in her vision.

"You're good at hiding." There was a bitter smile on his face when he realized where she was hiding.

She smiled in return, but she did not ask him what was happening between him and that girl.

Toby did not plan to explain either. "I'll send you home."

However, it was so late that she did not want to waste his time. Hence, she had him drop her off at the

area she used to live in.

She took her mask off, bid her farewells, and walked into the area with her bag in hand.

She waited until he drove off before walking back out.

Amelie currently lived in Halport, and she would always go home unless something happened, so she

walked along the road, planning to call a taxi to take her back to Halport.

However, just as she pulled out her phone, she sensed an overpowering presence coming from above

her as her entire body was covered by the shadow of a man.

She swiftly looked up and saw that Leo had been standing less than three feet away from her, staring

at her with pursed lips and dark eyes.

He exuded an aura that was so heavy that she felt breathless looking at him.

It felt like she was going to suffocate.

She had to take a deep breath and force herself to look at him. "Is there something you need, Mr.

Alston?"

Her voice was so casual and nonchalant that it sounded as if she had merely bumped into a neighbor

she only knew the name of.

Leo frowned, seemingly in dissatisfaction. Still, he did not focus on her tone of voice. Instead, he said,

"Toby is not the same kind of playboy as Ashton. Ashton is only a playboy on the surface, an act for his

family. Toby is a man who has been in love with someone the entire time, but he could not be with her

since she was not good enough to be Mrs. Walsh. His parents had warned him that they would destroy

her if he continued to talk to her."

"Toby only obeyed their orders on the surface. He had never once planned on giving up on her. If you

date him, you will only end up in a love triangle."

As she silently listened to him, she immediately recalled the seemingly demure woman she saw.

While she had only glanced at the woman, her modest beauty was striking enough that she could still

recall the woman's looks. She was so breathtakingly beautiful.

Beautiful and fragile.

It was the easiest way to get men to feel protective.

However, what did that have to do with her?

Her relationship with Toby was just a farce. No matter how many people he loved, it was none of her

business.

At that thought, she politely smiled and grunted in acknowledgment.

She had just responded when her arms were taken hostage.

Even though Leo had acted with great restraint, his hands were still clamped tightly around her arms.

"Listen up, Amelie. You are mine. No matter what you do to me, be it a fit of rage or revenge, I am fine

with it. My only condition is that you cannot be with another man!"

Just the mere sight of her smiling at Toby and dancing with Toby had him going crazy.

Leo could not bear watching the woman he loved smiling at another man.

He instinctively dragged her into his arms and only felt safe when he could feel her petite body pressed

up against his chest.

"Ha!" His words did not make Amelie's heart skip. Instead, she let out a cold and curt chuckle.

Her smile shone brightly, but it was full of scorn.

When she loved him, he threw her aside like trash.

How could he say all this after she had finally moved on from him?

Who did he think she was?

She did not want to go over the past though. Instead, she broke free of his grip and said, "Mr. Alston,

are you filming a drama series? Yours? I belong to myself, and that has nothing to do with you. Please,

stop telling me all this nonsense. Stop interfering with my personal life."

Even though she had spoken in a joking manner, her face was blank as she rubbed the pain out of the

spots he had clenched his hands around.

"If you're not done acting yet, you can stay here and continue your performance. I won't be playing

along."

She then walked away.

She had only taken a step when her entire body was lifted into the air by him, which left her

speechless.