Love in Prime Years novel Chapter 73

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?”