No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 72

**Chapter 72: Still Family**

Amelia took a deep breath, her heart racing as she fought to maintain her composure. She summoned every ounce of her rationality to respond, “Mrs. Everett, I truly appreciate your kindness, but I must decline your offer for assistance. I… I’m no longer part of the Everetts.”

As the words left her lips, memories flooded her mind, dragging her back six years to a day that should have been filled with joy. The wedding day, a grand affair, had been anticipated with excitement by the Rowes, who believed that marrying Amelia would intertwine their fates with the influential Everett family. But the reality was far from what they had envisioned.

Once the invitations were sent, the Everetts had seemingly evaporated into thin air, leaving only a void where their presence should have been. On the day of the ceremony, the seats designated for the Everetts remained conspicuously empty, a stark reminder of the family’s absence. The grand celebration, instead of being a hallmark of unity, became a source of mockery among the elite circles, a tale of what could have been.

In the aftermath, the Everetts did bestow upon her a villa nestled in the suburbs as a wedding gift, a gesture that felt more like a severance than a blessing. It was as if they intended to extricate themselves from any obligations tied to her upbringing. Over time, both the Harlows and the Rowes came to the painful realization that Amelia had been left to navigate life without the protective shield of the Everetts. The villa, once a symbol of hope, now felt like a final payment, a way to close the chapter on their relationship.

“Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about?” Nora’s voice, laced with a mix of affection and disapproval, broke through Amelia’s reverie.

“As long as you were my child for even a single day, you will always be part of the Everetts,” Nora continued, her words striking at the tender core of Amelia’s heart. “Or are you… holding a grudge against us? Because we’ve been away for so long and didn’t come back to see you sooner?”

“No!” Amelia exclaimed, the denial rushing out before she could think. How could she possibly harbor resentment? They had their lives, and she had hers. She just felt unworthy of their kindness.

In a bid to redirect the conversation, she asked, “By the way, how is Evan doing?”

“He’s making progress, but modern medicine has its limitations. We’ve been contemplating returning home to explore some traditional remedies that might offer him more help,” Nora replied, her tone shifting to one of concern.

As Amelia listened, a weight began to lift from her heart, replaced by a flicker of hope.

Then, with a hint of amusement, Nora continued, “Speaking of which, Evan was actually the first to discover your studio. A friend of his visited recently, wearing a stunning evening gown, beautifully tailored and embroidered. Evan was so taken by it that he asked where she got it. When she mentioned it was from a small studio that had just opened, we realized it was yours.”

A rush of emotion surged through Amelia, her throat tightening with unshed tears.

“Evan said it was unacceptable that we had been away all these years without checking on you or supporting you. We felt terrible and decided we needed to show you that you have people who care about you.”

Amelia wanted to express her gratitude, to insist that she didn’t need their help, that she could manage on her own. But all that escaped her lips was a feeble, “But…”

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