Crowned by the Man They Feared (Amelia and Jeremy) novel Chapter 689

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After blurting everything out in one breath, Brielle looked at Amelia nervously, wondering if she should say something even more sincere, when she heard Amelia reply lightly, "It's okay."

"I-It's okay?" Brielle blinked, not quite processing it.

"I mean I don't blame you. Relax. Don't be so tense," Amelia added with an amused sigh.

If this had been the old her, she probably wouldn't have forgiven so easily.

But she'd gone through the whole ordeal with the Nygards too. Her three brothers—even her mother—had been manipulated and led around by Gianna and Regina.

Brielle's situation wasn't all that different from what her own family had gone through.

If Amelia could choose to forgive her own family, then what Brielle did truly didn't cut deep enough to leave a real scar.

If forgiving someone meant gaining a sincere bond and a decent relationship in return, that was a trade well worth making.

"See? Look at how generous Amelia is. One sentence and she's letting bygones be bygones. You'd better treat her properly from now on."

Seeing her three most precious grandchildren getting along so well with Amelia, Cora was naturally delighted.

A girl as outstanding as this Nygard... If Brielle could stay close to her and absorb some of her temperament and way of handling things, she was bound to grow from it.

"Exactly. From now on, you need to treat Amelia like your own sister. I'm even thinking about making Amelia my goddaughter."

Caught up in the cheerful atmosphere, Nydia was smiling so hard that her eyes curved into crescents.

"I know, I know! You don't have to keep reminding me! Do I get no dignity at all?"

Brielle grew embarrassed, her cheeks flushing red.

She deeply understood now how terribly she'd treated Amelia before, and she genuinely wanted to fit into their little circle.

But having Nydia spell it out so openly still made her squirm.

"Amelia, please don't look down on me. If you think there's anything I need to change, just tell me. I'll fix it."

Brielle figured since everything was already out in the open, she might as well say it clearly.

"I will. Don't worry," Amelia replied without rejecting her.

At that moment, the atmosphere was warm and easy, and everyone was in high spirits.

Cora even had the kitchen prepare a feast fit for royalty, as if she wanted to fatten these young people up on the spot.

After the meal, Nydia couldn't resist tugging Amelia toward her bedroom.

Amelia understood her intention immediately, and without waiting for her to explain, said knowingly, "You've been feeling better lately, haven't you? Let me check if we need to adjust your prescription."