No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645 Intentions

Not even the slightest ripple showed on Amelia.

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She sat opposite him in a composed and detached manner. She answered with measured politeness, “Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Jewell.”

Then she raised her gaze and met his eyes calmly. “What exactly do you want from me today?”

Her straightforward tone made the mild smile on Lenny’s face stiffen for a brief moment.

He sat down again, yet his eyes returned to Amelia’s face, that same searching look resurfacing, as though he wanted to peel everything back and find another person hidden underneath.

He watched her for a long while. In the end, he exhaled softly, almost like a quiet sigh, and a hint of apology slipped into his voice. “Amelia, please forgive my rudeness.

“It’s because… you really resemble my late wife. Especially your eyes, and the way your brows hold expression.

“If it weren’t for the fact that… I’ve already found the daughter we had together, I might have questioned who you were the first time I saw you.”

Amelia’s heart trembled ever so slightly at those words.

But nothing showed on her face.

She lifted the coffee the waiter had just set before her, using the motion to hide the disturbance inside her and give herself a moment to think.

Then she placed the cup back down and said evenly, “Mr. Jewell, there are many people in this world who resemble one another. I think this is only coincidence. After all, I’ve never even been to Porteria.”

Lenny caught the refusal in her tone. He nodded in understanding and did not pursue it further.

“You’re right.” He followed her lead and returned the topic to business. “Amelia, I came to see you today not just because I admire your talent, but more importantly because I want to speak with you about the 20th anniversary memorial fashion show for my wife.

“When the brand under my company first chose you as the designer for this collaboration, I was in Porteria, and to be honest, I was surprised. But yesterday at Dubois’s place, I met you. Then today, I saw your work. At that moment, it suddenly occurred to me that perhaps this was fate. Maybe only you can help me complete this properly.

“So before that,” he said, looking at Amelia with solemn seriousness, “I want you to understand the story between my wife and me first.”

Amelia fell silent.

Under the table, her hand clenched without her noticing.

Logic told her she should stand up and leave immediately, stay as far away from this unreadable man as

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But emotionally, the story about his late wife had already gripped her in a way she could not ignore.

She pressed her lips together and held his gaze for a few seconds.

In the end, the urge for truth rising from somewhere deep inside her crushed the last of her resistance.

“Then… go ahead,” she said.

Lenny lowered his gaze slightly, as if sinking into a distant memory soaked with sorrow.

“My wife’s name was Demi.”

When he spoke that name, his voice was light like a passing breeze, yet filled with a tenderness that refused to fade.

“When I met her, the Jewells weren’t what they are now, and I wasn’t as powerful as I am today. And back then, she was just an unknown designer. But she had a kind of toughness, like wild grass pushing through cracks in stone. Cold, but stubborn.”

A faint smile touched Lenny’s lips. “We met at Fersano Harbor. It was the most beautiful fireworks display Porteria had ever seen. The crowd was packed, and under that blaze of light above us, our eyes met. In that instant, I knew I was done for. We fell for each other at first sight, and it didn’t take long before we got together.”

But the light in Lenny’s eyes dimmed almost immediately, swallowed by shadow.

“Not long after, my family found out about us and opposed it in every way. At the same time, she got the chance to study abroad. That was her dream as a designer. With pressure from all sides, we had no choice but to separate for a few years.”

Lenny paused, his voice dropping lower.

“During those years, I worked like a madman. I climbed my way up, took control, and eventually inherited the family business entirely. When I thought I finally had the power to decide my own marriage and give her a home where no storm could reach her, I went overseas to find her with all the joy in my heart. But when I saw her…

“She was in terrible condition. Her best friend told me that not long after arriving abroad, she fell into depression. Back then, people from Cindara were constantly questioned and pushed aside in the international design world. Her work wasn’t recognized. Along with homesickness and loneliness, her mental state slowly began to collapse.”

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