Love in Prime Years

Chapter 73 Who She Really Is

Heathway really like how sweet Arthur and Amelia had been with each other, but Lawrence kept

spoiling it.

Heathway could no longer tolerate such insolence.

She slammed at the table as she stood up, gazing at Lawrence angrily. “Lawrence! Did you eat

dynamite before?”

Maximus had been a quite type of guy. But someone pissed his wife, he would for sure stand up.

He skimmed over Lawrence coldly. The atmosphere was suffocated for an instant when he spoke.

“Lawrence, you don’t want to see me mad.”

Slowly, Lawrence moved his eyes away from Amelia, and said calmly. “I’m sorry, mom, dad. It slipped.”

Lawrence was the coldest one among the Dominics, but at the same time the most sentimental one.

That‘s why he had been for grateful for what Lillian had done to save him.

He loved and respected his parents. So no matter how bitter he felt to watch the public display of

affection of Arthur and Amelia, he just swallowed it down.

He knew how much his mother liked Arthur, he didn't want to sadden his mother.

“See me at my den tonight, I want to talk to you.” Maximus demanded. Then he picked up his

chopsticks and put food into Heathway’s bowl unctuously.

“Try this sour and sweet fish, you had been into sweet flavors lately. I had the chef from the Scent Club

to make this for you. And try the lotus roots…leave the ribs alone though. I want them all, I love your

cooking the most.”

Amelia really envied the intimacy between Maximus and Heathway. She drifted off. Leigh, do you see

your grandparents? They love each other so much!

Untouchable as Maximus was, he gave the woman he love with all and only tenderness. He’s

Heathway’s gallant prince.

Lawrence, I once thought you were my prince, but I guess I was wrong.

Lillian stared at Amelia bitterly. The resentment on her face was nowhere to hide.

She was the rightful daughter –in-law of the Dominic and Amelia was just a brazen bitch. But why dose

everybody care so much about Amelia?

It’s unfair!

Lillian took a deep breath and managed her emotions. She took a sip from the cup before her, and then

said smiling. “Auntie Heathway, you only know Amelia’s name, but do you know who she really is?”

“Shut up! Lillian.”Arthur rasped. He knew Lillian wanted to reveal how Amelia had inflicted Jude, His

face dark, ice creeping up in his eyes.

“What, Arthur? I’m just trying to get everyone know Amelia better.” The threat and coldness in Arthur’s

eyes chickened Lillian out for a second, but hatred overtaken the craven at last. She turned her face

and continued. “Amelia is the daughter of my foster mother, and…”

Clink!

Arthur threw a cup at Lillian’s feet and it shattered into piece. He gripped Amelia’s shaking hand at the

same time and said. “Shut up! Lillian! Or I’ll make you regret.”

“What do you mean, Arthur.” Lillian faded her smile. “I’m your sister. And now you are yelling at me for

this girl? All the sufferings our mother has been through are all caused by her. Do you even have any

conscience?”

By now, everyone in the room should know Amelia was the one who inflicted the misery on Jude.

Amelia’s lips became pale in an instant. She really liked this family. Even though she was regarded as

nothing by Lawrence, she didn’t want Heathway and the others to hate her.

“Sorry, Arthur, I think I should leave now.” Hurriedly, she stood up and grabbed her purse, and then

made a beeline for the door.

But a hand, soft and warm, grabbed her.

She thought it was Arthur, but it was Heathway.

When she looked into Heathway’s eyes, she found no loathing or disgust. The expression on her face

was as warm and friendly as it had been. She patted on the back of Amelia hand gently. “Amelia, I

believe that Arthur chose the right girl.”

“I believe that there is something more to the story, otherwise, Jude wouldn't have told Dougie not to

blame when she woke. I’ll cure her, and she wakes, we’ll give you the justice.”

Red-eyed, Amelia looked at Heathway numbly. After being hurt by Lawrence, she wouldn’t have

thought that his mother would one day hold her hands and tell her in conviction that she would give her

her justice.

Heathway really did make her feel warm.

“Thank you, Miss Heathway.” She said sincerely. Heathway restored her faith in humanity.

Suddenly, she was jealous of Lillian, not for that she could be with Lawrence, but for that she could

have Heathway as her mother-in-law.

“You don’t need to thank me, child. You are the girl Arthur, that makes you my daughter. Can’t a mother

trust her daughter?” Heathway believed her own judgment too, but she didn't tell Amelia that.

Amelia’s eyes were clear and stubborn. A girl like her would had done such evil deed.

But Lillian…

Once again, she let her down.

Lazily, Ellen raised her cup and said. “I believe you too. Arthur has sharp eyes for people though he is

goofy.”

“Who are you talking about, Ellen? You are goofy! Your whole family…”

The rest of the sentence stuck in his throat when Arthur felt the cold gazes at him.

Ellen’s whole family…

What was he trying to do? Go against the Dominics on his own? That’s like an ant against a pack of

elephants.

“What about my family, huh? Goofy?”Ellen said in an innocent tone of voice. “Tell us.”

Arthur smiled unctuously. “Your family is so cute!”

Ellen rolled her eyes at him but didn't proceed the bickering with Arthur. Instead, she moved her eyes Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

on Lillian.

Ellen could always distinguish real virtue from hypocrisy.

The corner of her mouth lifted, and a beautiful smile appeared on her face. But to Lillian, what came

with the smile was not warmness but coldness.

“You presumed too much, Lillian.”