4 Chapter 4: Chose the Right Person!

"Please leave!" Albert Brown darkened his face.

His gorgeous face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, all the laziness of the past days was gone, and a cold, merciless glint flashed through his eyes.

"I've known Amelia Sanchez for a long time, and I've liked her for a long time, no one knows her better than I do." Albert Brown said word by word, "She is my wife, and no one can say anything bad about her."

"Albert..." Tania Lincoln looked aggrieved.

As she was about to say something, Mother Sanchez grabbed her, "Come back with me!"

"I don't..." Tania Lincoln's eyes pleaded for help from Albert Brown.

Albert Brown's face was icy, and with one finger, he pushed her out the door, slamming it shut heavily.

"Finally, she's gone!" Amelia Sanchez breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised, and Albert Brown was just too handsome!

She didn't keep the wrong person!

"Great acting, the added scene just now was good, almost believed it." If Amelia Sanchez hadn't truly forgotten she knew such a person, she would have been touched by Albert Brown's confession just now.

She held Albert Brown's hand," Don't say anything else, I'll give you an extra chicken leg tonight."

Albert Brown couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Sighing, he hugged Amelia Sanchez, his solid jaw gently rubbing against the top of her head, "Well, I'll listen to you."

A gentle, romantic atmosphere slowly spread. On their first day of cohabitation, Amelia Sanchez's extra meal at night was a takeaway meat crab casserole.

She ate with relish, sighing, "If only I could cook."

Unfortunately, her master, the old man, said that she was so talented in various fields that she could succeed in anything, but cooking was something she should never touch in her life.

Because he didn't want his kitchen to explode for the third time!

"I can." Albert Brown hooked the corner of his mouth, his deep eyes lingering on Amelia Sanchez, "I'll feed you well."

Amelia Sanchez, biting a mouthful of crab meat: "..."

Is this a double entendre?!?

She buried her head in her meal, pretending not to hear.

Tomorrow is Monday, and using work as an excuse, Amelia Sanchez manages to escape from underneath someone that night.

Waking up from a good night's sleep, Amelia Sanchez sniffed the fragrance in the air and sat up in bed, yawning.

It was only eight in the morning, and there was no one beside her already.

After washing up, Amelia Sanchez went downstairs to find that Albert Brown had made a delicious plate of Yangchun noodles.

"Eat a little and then go to work." His eyes were tender.

"Okay!"

With each heartfelt bite, Amelia Sanchez realized that Albert Brown's cooking was exceptional.

Sigh. She should have kept him earlier.

Amelia Sanchez put aside her little regret and took a taxi to work.

Bonlee Tower B, 16th Floor, Amelia Sanchez arrived at the office punctually as usual. The round-faced receptionist, who was playing with her phone, looked up with a cheery smile, "Big Brother, you are so early today? I put your breakfast on your desk."

"You don't have to bring me breakfast anymore." Amelia Sanchez said, "I have it at home."

"No way! Is it true that you got married?"

The round-faced young lady's voice alarmed the entire office.

The company was originally a place where Amelia Sanchez and her friends could play together. There were few people, and on the surface, it was a media-related company. In reality, it was merely a base for them to hang out.

"Old Big, seriously? What does your husband look like? Is he handsome or not? Is he a good person? Is he from our industry?"

Everyone crowded around, extremely curious.

"Low-key, low-key." Amelia Sanchez pretended to be serious and waved her hands. "He's just an ordinary person, so all of you should put on your disguise and don't reveal anything. Oh right, my husband said he'd pick me up after work this afternoon."

They were caught off guard by this revelation.

Little Roundface immediately said, "Big Brother! I'll go with you tonight, I want to see what he looks like!"

"Don't call me Big Brother anymore." Amelia Sanchez had the consciousness of an ordinary person, and she casually grabbed someone. She saw it was the dark, thin, and bespectacled Anson.

She nodded satisfied: "Anson, you'll be my Big Brother from now on."

"No! Sister Amelia!" Anson wanted to cry, "I can't bear it...."

"It's for work." Amelia Sanchez said solemnly.

*

At night, after work, there were more than a dozen people sneaking behind Amelia Sanchez to catch a glimpse of Albert Brown.

She shook her head helplessly as Albert Brown had just sent her a message on WhatsApp saying that he had arrived. Amelia looked around.

Upon seeing this, Paulo Johnson, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried over and stopped her:

"Amelia!"

There was a touch of pity on Paulo Johnson's handsome face, "Although we can't get married anymore, you shouldn't sell yourself short by marrying just anyone."

"Hello, who are you?" Amelia glared with innocent eyes.

"Amelia, don't deceive yourself!" Paulo Johnson looked at her face, feeling a pang in his heart.

He used to really like Amelia.

Amelia was indeed beautiful, her skin was fair and tender, her lips were watery and red, even without makeup, her face could amaze anyone.

But after months of courting, Amelia remained cold and distant, as if marrying him was just a task.

"Amelia, I don't want to see you fall like this." Paulo Johnson was sincere and gentle, "If it's because of what happened between Tania and me, I'm sorry."

"Alright, I forgive you. Can you go now?" Amelia asked sincerely.

"No!" Paulo Johnson excitedly grabbed Amelia's wrist, "I had someone look into that man's background in the IT industry, he doesn't even have a job! He just wants to take your money!"

Amelia laughed at his anger, shrugged off his hand, and coldly smirked, "I'm happy to do so. What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't hold a grudge..." Paulo mistook Amelia's reaction for her still liking him, hesitated for a moment, "What happened between Tania and me was an accident, but I must take responsibility for her. Forget about me and don't hurt yourself!"

Looking at his overconfident ordinary expression, Amelia felt for the first time the meaning of being speechless.

She remained silent for two seconds, which only made Paulo even more convinced that she was doing this out of spite!

"Amelia..."

Palo Johnson tried to pull her wrist again, intending to persuade her gently, only to be punched in the face by Albert Brown.

Amelia was slightly shocked by the sudden turn of events. She looked up and saw Albert Brown's tall and lean figure appearing in front of her. He wore a cold expression, and without a word, took her hand and shielded her behind him.

"Stay away from Amelia!" Albert Brown's face darkened, his black eyes were icy.

"You, who are you?" Paulo Johnson touched his painful face, enraged. "This is between Amelia and me, what do you have to do with it?!"

Amelia affectionately held Albert Brown's hand and stood by his side, "This is my husband, do you have a problem with that?"

Albert Brown's tightly knitted eyebrows loosened up at her side.

"He's the one?" Paulo Johnson's voice raised incredulously.

Comparing men in terms of height, appearance, demeanor, and family background, Paulo Johnson was instantly outmatched with nothing left.

Suddenly, his emotions got extremely complicated.