When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)
Chapter 332

Chapter 332 Won't Let Go of Her

Amelie hurriedly tried to break free.

Suddenly, she was lowered down. She had been placed in a car seat.

She swiftly darted out of Leo's arms and clung tight to the seat.

Bang.

The door gently closed.

The next thing she knew, he was getting in the driver's seat.

Then, the car started.

That was all done in the space of a few seconds.

"Hey!" she called out, confused by his actions.

However, she saw him tap and swipe at the car navigation system to enter the address of her home in Halport.

Was he... driving her home?

She stared at him in shock.

"It has been a long time since I've seen Bria. I want to visit her," he said.

He said that with a straight face.

If her memory was right, those two had just met a while ago.

Leo drove quickly, and in a few minutes, they were already on the highway.

It was already too late for her to say anything.

It was nearly midnight by the time they arrived at her home.

Steven was not home yet.

As Toby dragged her away without giving her time to prepare, Amelie had to ask her neighbor, Mrs. Levine, to babysit Bria.

When the two of them arrived, Bria was fast asleep in Mrs. Levine's home.

Amelie repeatedly apologized for how late it was while Leo walked over to tenderly lift Bria into his arms.

Even so, she was awoken by the shift. She stared at Leo while drowsily rubbing her eyes.

He looked down at her and kissed her on the forehead.

Her lips spread into a wide grin. "Dada."

She then wormed into his embrace, shuffling around to replace a comfortable spot before going back to sleep.

Mrs. Levine watched their interaction with wide eyes and gave Amelie a nudge. "The child's father is a great man. He's handsome and knows how to take care of kids."

That rendered Amelie speechless.

When they headed back to her home, he acted as though he was only there because he wanted to see Bria.

He stayed in Bria's room the entire time, never once leaving it.

When Amelie walked past, she spotted him carefully wiping Bria's face with a wet cloth.

His hands were so cautious, and his eyes were solemn. The usual stern look on his face was tinged with the softness of a kind father.

She was taken aback by the sight. After leaving a set of new sleepwear from her father on the couch, she headed back to her room.

She had been exhausted on the car ride over, but she did not dare fall asleep since Leo was there.

Now that she was back in her domain, such worries were unnecessary.

She stretched and took off her clothes before heading into the bathroom.

After a nice shower, she went to bed and soon fell asleep.

She woke up at dawn when her alarm rang.

After Steven's departure, she was now in charge of making Bria breakfast.

Thus, she got up and headed to the kitchen.

She immediately spotted the shadow of a man in the kitchen.

"Dad," she called out, thinking her father had returned.

The man turned around to face her.

It was actually Leo dressed in Steven's sleepwear.

She was startled.

It was only then that she recalled he had driven her home last night.

She had left her father's sleepwear on the couch as a precaution. Based on what she knew of him, she thought he would have gone home.

He did not, however.

She knew that he never liked sleeping anywhere apart from his own bed. Unless he had no choice, he would always head home.

This...

Leo frowned when he heard her call "Dad". His gaze swept past her figure in a meaningful manner.

There was something different about his gaze today. Every second of being looked at made her feel as if her clothes might vanish.

The look in his eyes was so impressionable that she found it hard to breathe.

She could not avoid recalling their hug from yesterday and instinctively retreated far away from him.

He did not call her out on it though. "Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes."

She returned to her room and changed out of her sleepwear. She then headed over to Bria's room to wake her up.

By the time they were ready, there was already a large bowl of steaming hot soup waiting for them in the middle of the table. Combined with the fresh parsley, they looked very appetizing.

Bria was drooling. She hurriedly scrambled over to get Leo to serve her some soup.

He grabbed a shallow soup bowl and ladled some into it. That way, the soup would cool down faster.

Bria squinted her eyes with pleasure as she took a tiny spoonful of soup.

"It's delicious!"

He stroked her head before serving Amelie a bowl as well.

She was surprised by his actions.

She just could not get used to the idea of him cooking breakfast.

Still, she lowered her lips and took a spoonful of soup.

It was refreshing and sweet.

While it was not as nice as Steven's, it was good.

Sitting across the table, Bria was engrossed in her food. Her spoon kept clinking against the bowl as she shoved spoonful after spoonful of soup into her mouth.

Soon, her bowl was almost empty.

"Dada, can you make breakfast for me every day?" Bria swiftly asked after she finished breakfast.

He did not respond. Instead, he turned to look at Amelie.

It was as if he was asking for her opinion.

She ignored him and walked over to straighten Bria's clothes. "Come on. We're going to be late."

Bria pouted but did not protest and let Amelie pull her out of their home.

Leo followed right behind them.

"Oh, are you going to drop Bria at her school?" Mrs. Levine cheerfully asked, having just returned from her morning exercise.

She then gazed at the trio with joy. "A family of three; how nice."

That rendered Amelie speechless.

"Say goodbye to Mrs. Levine," Leo said to Bria as his lips tilted up into a faint smile.

Bria waved at Mrs. Levine and chimed, "Goodbye, Mrs. Levine!"

"Goodbye." Mrs. Levine smiled as she waved back. Before heading back into her home, she pulled Amelie aside and said, "You have such a handsome husband, Elie. You should hurry up on your second little one."

Once more, Mrs. Levine rendered Amelie speechless.

What did having a second child have to do with how handsome her husband was?

Wait. She was not even married to Leo!

She was about to explain the situation, but Mrs. Levine winked at her and headed home.

After dropping Bria off at the kindergarten, Amelie turned to Leo. "Let's talk."

She then led him to a quiet spot.

When she turned back to look at him, she saw that he had followed her over. Standing under the tree, he fixed his gaze on her.

She uneasily ruffled her hair. "Leo, we're divorced. Please stop coming to my home. I don't want any misunderstandings to happen. If you want to see Bria, tell me. I'll have you meet her somewhere else."

Boundaries had to be set. She did not want a repeat of what happened this morning.

He did not say anything and just calmly stared at her.

His lips were pursed the entire time, making it hard for her to tell what he was thinking.

Now that she had said her piece, she nodded and walked past him.

He did not run after her.

Instead, he went back to his car.

Watching the car speed away, she felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

The reason why she had to clarify things with Leo was that she did not want Bria to assume they were getting back together.

The years Bria spent in the Alston Residence had irrevocably damaged her. Amelie could not let that happen again.

She turned and walked away.

She never noticed the car quietly turning around to follow her until she headed into her home.

There was a dark look on Leo's face as he held the steering wheel with one hand.

Meanwhile, his left hand was hanging out of the window with a cigarette hanging from it.

The hazy smoke rising from it made his cold face look rather ethereal.

He was lost in thoughts.

There was so much he wanted to say.

He even felt the urge to lock her up and stay by his side.

However, after he realized just how vain his mother was, he had become more restrained.

He wanted her, not because she was Foxy.

It was not because she was Big Eyes either.

He had started to love her before he even knew she was Big Eyes.

However, he had not realized his feelings back then.

By the time he knew of them, it was already too late.

Even so, he would not let go of her.