A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41

She kept tugging at Amelie’s sleeve as she led the latter to the phone screen, pointing at the screen with her tiny finger. “I only know the words ‘think’ and ‘can’. What does it mean? Is this person saying that they want to learn from Grandpa?”

Amelie’s gaze landed on the direct message on the screen. Indeed, the sender was inquiring about learning Steven’s ancient skills via text message. Even though it was just an inquiry, at least they had good intentions.

Amelie hastily talked more with them, then agreed on a time and place to meet-up.

The person could only come the day after tomorrow.

When Steven heard from Amelie that someone was willing to learn more about his craft, he was elated as well. He took the effort to polish his tools until they shone, then even lubricated everything.

Not only that, even the racks in front were rearranged. From his behavior, Amelie could see his passion for passing on this craft. She swore to herself that she would definitely do everything she could to convince the person to stay as a disciple.

The next day, Steven took Amelie and Bria on a tour around the area.

Bria was curious about everything in this town, especially when they arrived at the clear creek at the edge of the town. No child would be able to resist the temptation of a running river. With a splash, the girl immediately leaped in, playing with the clear river water to her heart’s content.

She would splash water around, then run around in the water, then plop her face under the water and hold her breath. Her clothes were completely drenched, but she didn’t seem to mind it one bit.

Bria rarely had the chance to play in the water, and this was natural mountain water, so it was cooler than usual water.

Bria isn’t the strongest child. I wonder if it’s alright to let her go on. Fearing that Bria might catch a cold, Amelie could only ask Steven to look after Bria as she walked home to grab a change of clothes for Bria.

She had just arrived at the entrance when she saw a slender figure at the door.

The man wore a perfectly-tailored white suit. His figure wasn’t perfect, but it was still quite a sight to behold. His hair was tied into a bun, and his medium-length forelocks split to the sides, somehow resembling a lumberjack.

As if sensing the movements behind him, the man turned around. When their eyes met, there was a shock on both their faces.

“Amelie… Dillon?” The person shouted out first.

Amelie also exclaimed, “Mr. Walsh?”

The man standing in front of her was none other than one of Leo’s friends, Toby Walsh.

“What brings you here?” It was definitely unexpected for her to meet him there. This is just a small town, and the Walsh Family’s business couldn’t possibly have expanded this far, aye?

Toby raised his eyebrows, his gaze falling on the bunch of keys in her hand. “You live here?”

He pointed at the door in front of him, but Amelie didn’t know the reason he visited, so she stayed silent.

Toby’s gaze took on a certain intention, his eyes suddenly clearing up as if he had thought something through. “So you’re… Foxy?”

Amelie looked at Toby in surprise. Even if she lived here, it wouldn’t be evidence enough to prove that she was Foxy

How on earth did he come to that conclusion?

Toby seemed to have read her thoughts as he explained, “Your voice is the exact same as Foxy’s, and both of you also have a child.”

Amelie gave a soft ‘oh’.

Even though Toby was Leo’s friend, he wasn’t full of enmity toward her like Ashton was. She always had a decent impression of him.

“Yes, I am Foxy herself.” She had never concealed it on purpose before, as she admitted to it right away.

*Just as expected.” Toby smiled with an unknown meaning.

Early on, he had already felt that Foxy looked like Amelie, but no one believed him.

“If that’s so, Leo just lost a precious piece of treasure, didn’t he?”

Amelie didn’t want to mention Leo too much. “What brings you here, Mr. Walsh?” she asked, intending to avoid the topic of Leo.

Toby waved his phone. “I’m the person who sent you a private message yesterday”