The Divorced Heiress Is Getting Married Again novel Chapter 212

212 Side Story: Definitely Happy [END] 

“The two of them are really hitting it off,” Elizabeth laughed as she watched Emma and Oscar play with Captain Pantaloons together. 

Amelie turned to look at the children too, smiling as she noticed how happy her son looked next 

to Emma who had already become his best friend. 

All of a sudden, a dark wave of sadness washed over her, bringing back painful memories from her own childhood. 

They look just like us… when we were kids.” 

The first time Amelie met Richard, she was shy and did not know what to do. He was a handsome boy with soft brown hair and dark eyes that shone under the warm orange light of the crystal chandelier in the living room of the Clarks mansion. 

Is he a prince?” She thought, peeking from behind her mother’s skirt. He might as well have been, given that he was wearing a small plastic crown and had a small wooden sword strapped 

to the side of his belt. 

How did the two of them get to become friends? 

Both Amelie and Richard were popular among other kids. Many boys brought little Amelie gifts and flowers while girls ran after little Richard, offering him candy and ribbons they would tear off their pretty dresses. 

Richard looked at them with disgust, and Amelie only looked at Richard. 

Things changed completely when Amelie’s parents passed away. 

She refused to leave their house and move in with the Clarks and when Richard’s parents tried to take her with them forcefully, she would throw a horrible tantrum, crying and kicking everyone who tried to approach her like a trapped wild cat. 

Julia was of no help, though she, too, did not want to move in with the Clarks, she was older and. thus, knew that they had to do that, but seeing her sister in such a broken state, for the first time in her life, she found herself at a loss. 

She was just as shattered after all. 

“If you keep crying like this, your face will become ugly, and then I won’t be able to take you as my princess” 

Amelie raised her red, teary eyes up to the boy standing in front of her. Just like always, he was wearing a gilded crown and had a wooden sword hanging from his belt. 

This time, however, he was holding a small bouquet of white lilies and the head of a plush toy dragon which he had evidently torn off its body. 

“What is this?” She stared at the dragon’s head, shocked, but Richard only scoffed and threw the toy’s head to her feet, kneeling before the girl as he explained in an arrogant tone. “I have defeated the dragon that had been keeping you locked in this tower and brought you its head! 

Now, you are free! Take these flowers and come with me to my palace. My princess has to live in my castle, don’t you agree?” 2 

With that, he shoved the flowers between her trembling hands and smiled, wiping her tears with a sleeve of his sweater. “Don’t you want to become a princess, Lily?” 

Of all the gifts and attention she had ever gotten, that strange and childish act trumped them all. 

For the first time in so long, Amelic finally smiled. 

In the end, I accepted his flowers and I moved to his castle…” 

A loud children’s laughter jolted her back to reality and she noticed Oscar run after a man dressed in a plush dragon suit, with a plush sword between his hands. 

It made her smile again. 

“Another reporter has arrived, Elizabeth rose from her seat and fixed her dress, throwing a quick glance at their children. “I will go talk to him and then I’ll be back with some iced tea. You look like you need something refreshing.” 

She winked at Amelie and left, almost strutting toward a man with a digital camera hanging down his neck.