pter 484 Don’t Guilt–Trip Him
Pick her up?
From the Rowe Estate?
Just the thought of it felt way too conspicuous.
Amelia’s relationship with Ethan was already complicated enough. The last thing she needed was Mason stirring up a whole new wave of gossip around her.
But the way he said it melted away every last trace of disappointment and hurt she’d been carrying.
“No, that’s too flashy. I’ll just grab a ride home tomorrow. You can wait for me there.”
After hitting send, she worried her tone came off too blunt–like she was shutting down his kindness.
She hesitated for a moment, then added another message. “Oh, and I want cake. Go buy me some before I get back.”
That way, she was giving him a chance to make up for standing her up today.
Message sent.
The next second, her screen lit
“Got it!”
Night deepened, and the sorrow hanging over the memorial hall settled into something heavier as the last of the guests trickled out.
Amelia had been on her feet all day. Her legs were aching and weak, and she was leaning against a nearby pillar, catching her breath.
Just then, one of the maids who’d been stationed at the entrance hurried inside, his face tight with unease. He went straight to Ethan and spoke in a low voice. “Mr. Rowe, Mr. Derek is here. He brought Mr. Nolan with him. They’re outside, insisting they need to come in and say their final goodbyes to Fiona. We tried to turn them away, but they won’t budge. They’re already out there crying.”
“Derek?” Ethan’s expression went dark in an instant, a dangerous edge cutting through his features.
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He’d poured every ounce of energy into handling Fiona’s funeral these past few days, and in that briet lapse of attention, the very man responsible for all of this had apparently slipped out from under watch and had the nerve to show up here.
“Send him away.”
The maid shifted uncomfortably, hesitating to move.
By then, a few of the remaining Rowe elders had caught wind of the commotion and gathered around.
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A white–haired great undir. Seth Seigh and spoke up gently. Erhan, you can’t just do that. Whatey Derk’s done, hr’s will Fisiogical son. If you don’t let him see her one last time, she won’t
That’s right,” a great–aunt chimet in “She’s gone now No matter how deep the grudge, it’s time to let it
If word gets out that he wasn’t allowed to attend his own mother’s funeral, what are people going to say Whost the Roos That we’re so heartless we wouldn’t even let a son say goodbye to his mother? How does has leak
Les the dead rest in peace. Just let him come in and pay his respects. It’s what Fiona would have wanted”
Dyse by one, the elders weighed in, every argument circling back to blood ties and the family’s reputation. piling testible pressure onto Ethan’s shoulders.
Maybe they meant well. Maybe they just wanted to keep the peace. But to Erhan, every word grated like bail on a chalkboard,
After all, who was it that had pushed Fiona into a breakdown so severe she never recovered?
bering Ethan standing rigid, his lips pressed into a hard line, his face like stone, Seth turned his gaze to Amelia instead. His tone was warm and coaxing, “Amelia, you were always the most sensible one, and Fiona adored you the most. Why don’t you talk some sense into Ethan? Don’t let him do something he regret. Don’t let Fiona leave with unfinished business.”
A cold laugh echoed inside Amelia’s chest.
Here it was again–the same play from the same tired playbook. Whenever they couldn’t get through to Ethan, they’d shove her out front as a shield, using her history and her bond with Fiona to get what they
wanted
Amelia met their collective gaze with an expression of quiet composure and shook her heart. Im sorry. Mr. Seth. I can’t do that. I haven’t forgotten who drove Fiona to the illness that killed her.”
The elders‘ faces stiffened with awkward discomfort.
Besides, this is Ethan’s call. Fiona was his family, and no one here is hurting more than he is. Whether or not he lets Derek in, he’s perfectly capable of thinking it through and making that judgment himself. Please stop using family loyalty to guilt–trip him into a decision.”
Ethan turned his head and looked at Amelia, a storm of unreadable emotions churning behind his eyes
He hadn’t expected her to step up and defend him
But in the end, Ethan relented.
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