Amelia didn't respond to Jasper. Instead, she merely glanced at what Jasper was wearing and wondered to herself, 'I thought he didn't like wearing colorful clothes? What the hell is he wearing then?'
This didn't go unnoticed by Jasper. In response, he tugged at his shirt a bit, a look of disgust on his face as he said defensively, "This is expensive, you know and it's very trendy right now. Yolanda personally chose this for me and I want to make her happy by wearing it."
Amelia's mouth twitched. She really didn't care about Jasper's fashion choices—her concern was why he called her over in the first place.
"When your wife picks out clothes for you, you should be grateful." Amelia smiled.
The smile on Jasper's face froze. He reminded Amelia in a low voice, "If Yolanda's mom starts talking to you badly again, just ignore her."
Jasper was being unusually kind to Amelia which made her confused. On the inside, she couldn't help but snort to herself.
As Amelia walked into the living room, the first person she saw was Sophia who was beaming at her enthusiastically. Sophia then greeted her warmly, "Amelia, I heard that you'd be coming so I cooked your favorite dishes today."
At that moment, Amelia already figured that they needed something from her.
This wasn't how they normally treated her. On a regular day, they would glare at her and make snide comments. This sudden change made Amelia feel n
"Dad, you're not exactly in your best health. You shouldn't be drinking too much." Her returning home was probably the happiest memory they all shared together. The more Amelia thought about it, the more upset she grew.
"Amelia, let's have a drink together." Sophia raised her glass of red wine, all the liquid swirling inside.
Amelia smiled and raised her glass of milk.
"I know I've said and done a lot of terrible things to you. I'm deeply sorry and I really hope you can forgive me. I hope we can be a real family from now on," Sophia said smoothly. After she spoke, she downed her red wine.
Overwhelmed, Amelia bashfully took a sip from her milk. She couldn't help but be moved at all of this—Sophia had never liked her and here she was apologizing to Amelia.
"Amelia, I'd like to propose a toast to you too!" Jasper stood up immediately, holding his glass of red wine. In an apologetic tone, he spoke, "I, too, have wronged you in so many ways. I won't even ask for your forgiveness because I know that's a lot to ask of you. However, I genuinely wish you a happy life."
Like Sophia, Jasper drank his wine after speaking. Amelia then took a sip of her milk too—still unable to shake off the nervousness she was feeling.
She just didn't know what to make of all these people who had never been kind to her suddenly ask for her forgiveness and want to start anew. Naturally, she felt curious and overwhelmed.