My mystery lover novel (Richard and Amy) novel Chapter 74

Amy took a taxi home. It had been a long time since she danced. She felt much better after dancing today.

She was a little hungry. When she got home, Robin was waiting for her in the living room.

"Mrs. Carter, the dinner is ready. You can wash your hands."

They made dinner on time. Amy had just returned, and the dinner was ready. She did not tell them when she would be back.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence. Amy didn't think too much. She was hungry, so she washed her hands and went to eat.

There were various soups on the table, such as chicken soup and fish soup. There was also porridge and other soft side dishes.

Amy looked at Robin gratefully. Robin was so considerate. He really took good care of her.

"Mr. Carter asked me to prepare the food. He was sorry that he did not stay with you when you were injured. So, he wanted to make up for it when you came back." Robin thought for a while and decided not to take credit.

Although Richard didn't want Robin to tell Amy about it, Robin thought that he had to betray Richard. Only in this way could Amy get impressed by her husband.

"Oh," Amy replied briefly yet meaningfully.

Although her husband and she had never seen each other, he cared about her.

Amy decided to stay away from Richard. It was easy for her to fall for such a handsome and outstanding man when he offered help like this.

After dinner, Amy went to take a shower. She started to miss her husband.

She lay on the bed and hugged a new doll. Her husband was so sweet. He actually got her a doll, knowing that he couldn't often be around.

"Darling, what are you doing? Don't you know that I miss you? Have you eaten yet? Do you miss me?" Amy muttered to the doll.

The puppy doll just smiled at Amy no matter what she said.

"Hey, do you know that a doll is very different from a living person? Even if you're ugly or disabled, I won't dislike you. You had doctors treat my father and took me in when I was having the worst time of my life. Even if you don't have any feelings for me, I think I'm in love with you." Amy still couldn't speak clearly, but she knew what she was talking about.

After some time in bed, Amy fell asleep without a quilt on and with the doll in her arms. After all she had been worn out from ballet today.

After sending Allison home, Richard was softened by her tears again. He had decided to spend the rest of his life with Amy, but he didn't know how to deal with Allison. It had become a big problem.

When Richard returned to the villa, it was already past midnight. He turned off the electric switch in their bedroom before walking in.

It was quiet. Richard could smell Amy's scent from the bath. He took a deep breath. He had grown to enjoy her scent and more importantly, her in this room.

Richard walked to the bed and saw Amy curling up on the blanket, holding the doll tightly.

Actually, it was not a new doll. It was Richard's favorite doll when he was a child. He liked to cuddle it to sleep. Now that he saw Amy cuddling it, he couldn't help but smile.