Just as Amelia finished gathering up the cut pieces, the door swung open again.
Matthew stood in the doorway, not even stepping inside. He just looked at her, his tone flat and emotionless, yet it carried an unquestionable command.
"I suddenly feel like having the cinnamon sugar donut bites from that place on the east side of the city. Go buy them."
They lived on the west side of the city, so getting to the east meant basically traversing the whole city, and a round trip would take at least three or four hours.
But Matthew didn't care about that. If he wanted something, Amelia had to make it happen. If this were before, she would go, no matter how exhausted she was. But now, she had just spent the night on her knees in the freezing rain. Her head was spinning, and her body was burning.
When Matthew saw her hesitating, his expression darkened.
In the end, Amelia didn't say anything. She silently grabbed her wallet and keys and left.
Nearly four hours later, she returned with the box of still piping-hot cinnamon sugar donut bites in front of him. Yet, he didn't even spare her a glance. He simply picked up the box and carried it to Sierra, who was sitting on the couch.
He speared a donut bite with a fork, blew on it carefully, then gently held it to Sierra's lips. "Sisi, weren't you saying you had no appetite because you weren't feeling well, and that you wanted something sweet to warm you up? Here, try this?"
A blush rose on Sierra's pale cheeks. She obediently opened her mouth and ate it.
So… it was Sierra who wanted them.
Amelia stood rooted to the spot, watching the scene. Her chest tightened so hard that it felt like even the breaths she took caused searing pain.
All these years, he had shut himself off completely, refusing to communicate and rejecting the outside world. She even needed to coax him for ages just to get him to eat.
She had endured all his bad moods and aloofness alone, caring for his every need with all her heart. She had always believed that his indifference and distance were because of his disorder. Only now, seeing him being so tender and patient toward Sierra, did she finally understand.


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