Chapter 247 The Truth

"As you are aware that you are not Vernon's biological daughter, have you ever considered searching for your biological father?" Fannie was engaging Amelia to discuss this sensitive topic.

Find her biological father, like a treasure hunt? She had thought about it, actually.

When she learned that she was not Vernon's biological daughter, she got really emotional.

If Lucian wasn't with her to provide her support, she could actually have passed out.

But when Fannie mentioned this matter to her, she was reminded again that her father wasn't her biological father.

"Do you know who my biological father is?" She stared at Fannie with wide eyes, she felt breathless.

"I not only know who he is, I was married to him for ten years," Fannie said and stared at Amelia. She was opening a box which had been shut for decades. The dust rose into the air.

"You mean..." Amelia didn't expect that curve ball to have just been thrown at her.

As far as she understood, the only man Fannie had ever been married to for ten years was Nicholas.

"The truth is much stranger than fiction, isn't it? But, also I think that it's quite exciting!" The maniacal smile that appeared on Fannie's face made Amelia feel queasy.

"But, what? How could that be..." Amelia shook her head virulently and sputtered, "If that's the case, our baby Mark is..."

She couldn't even go there in her mind, for it was absurd. This was concocted by Fannie. She wouldn't allow herself to be fooled by the old lady in this way.

"What are you planning to do? Force me to leave Lucian next?" Amelia crossed her arms and tilted her head to the side, she now understood Fannie's plan.

Fannie casually reached into her handbag and took out a piece of paper. She placed it in front of Amelia. "I know you are thick-headed pe

for her comment, he said, "So, you lack self-confidence, huh? If I really wanted to flirt with a beautiful girl, it wouldn't be you, because you're too silly!"

Amelia didn't respond, he didn't seem to get the memo.

"Would you like some?" The man passed over a bottle of soda water to Amelia, and stared at her face. His eyes were so blue, like the sky. Strange looking.

Amelia reacted in an awkward way. After all, they didn't know each other. She just shook her head rudely.

"Go on! Drink it. You're not going to die!" The man forced the soda into her hand. He wasn't the type of take no for an answer. Pointing at the opposite coast, he explained, "Every afternoon, I come to exercise. I've seen you more than once around here."

"Really? You've seen me before?" Amelia remembered that she had come here with Lucian about three times. Last time, she had come here because she was also in a bad mood. Hmm, was there a pattern here?

"You know there was a woman who tried to commit suicide last time? You ran to the seaside so quickly. When I passed by, she called you a mistress." He pulled another soda out of his bag, and expertly cracked the top off. He drank half of it in one gulp.

Amelia looked at him and swallowed as well, mirroring him. She reluctantly opened the soda and drank it.

She actually hated carbonated drinks, her stomach felt as if someone just poured acid inside it. She ended up choking on it.

"Don't chug it like a beer!" The white man found it amusing to watch her struggle.

But, he was right. It felt like she was drowning her sorrows with cheap boxed wine.

"You know, I'd actually prefer it if I could get drunk." She sighed and grimaced bitterly.

"It's easy." The man suddenly stood up, he told her before leaving, "You stay here. I'll be right back."