Chapter 847

This time, Amelia didn't return to her childhood home but went straight to her own place. When Amelia saw Vince waiting downstairs again, she didn't know how to feel. She hadn't been home for days. Had he been coming every day to wait for her? What an idiot! Vince stood beneath a tree, something red glowing between his fingertips. Amelia parked her car and walked over. Vince clearly hadn't expected to run into her. He jumped and quickly extinguished his cigarette. The trash can nearby already held seven or eight cigarette butts. "Ame," Vince called out. She said calmly, "Don't come closer. I don't like the smell of smoke." Vince stayed put. He turned to his car and grabbed a bottle of water, preparing to wash himself with it. But Amelia didn't wait for him. After she had gone upstairs, she soon heard the doorbell ring. But she ignored it. He would leave eventually if she didn't respond. Amelia had thought through Floyd's words. She would not compromise for anyone. Marriage