"Then you must find time to talk to him clearly." Albert Brown emphasized, staring intently at Amelia Sanchez with his sincere eyes, making it impossible for her to refuse.
Amelia replied quickly, "Okay, I'll meet with him tomorrow and make things clear."
Unable to resist Albert Brown's request, Amelia readily agreed. After all, maintaining distance from Elijah Willow was a good thing for their relationship.
Albert Brown, satisfied, leaned in and pecked Amelia's forehead gently, then pulled her into his arms and onto the bed.
"It's already late now… why don't we sleep first?" His voice sounded magical in Amelia's ear.
Amelia glanced at the clock on the wall—wasn't it only six o'clock and usually dinner time? How did it change to bedtime?
Sensing Albert Brown's intentions, Amelia wanted to refuse, but his gentle kiss landed on her lips.
Well, she supposed it wasn't a big deal.
After Amelia and Albert snuggled for a while, Mother Sanchez called them to dinner.