Chapter 369 Unsympathetic Family
Eleanor grasped Amelia Winters’ right hand with both hands and said carefully, “Lia, since the both of you are like sisters to each other, I think of you as my daughter too. You can even call me ‘Mom’ if you want.” Due to the Hutton family’s current situation, Eleanor did not dare to acknowledge Amelia Winters as her daughter. She was afraid Benjamin and the others would try to put an end to it and prevent her from seeing Amelia Winters again. I just have to endure the pain on my own. I know that there’s no way Benjamin will accept her as his long-lost eldest daughter. What a failure I am. I’ve led a lavish lifestyle for almost thirty years and had everything I could ever want, but I can’t even protect my own daughter.
Amelia Winters withdrew her hand and responded coldly, “I’m grateful that you’ve taken a liking to me, but I have a mother. So, I don’t think I can call you that. I’m sorry.”
Eleanor’s face paled instantly as she stared at her with an unfathomable expression, her lips trembling slightly.
“How about Aunt Eleanor then?” she suggested.
Amelia Winters merely smiled without saying anything.
Although Eleanor was crushed, she did not want to try and force things. Now that she had finally found her daughter, she could not bear to let her feel the least bit troubled.
“Have some soup, Lia. I got up early this morning and went to the farmer’s market to get some fresh ingredients. I looked it up online and saw that these ingredients are good for the eyes. Try some. It might help. Do you want me to feed you? I’ve never fed you before,” Eleanor chattered away as she placed a bowl of soup in front of Amelia Winters. I’ve never fed you since you were born. It was always the nanny who took care of you. If I knew that you’d go missing, I wouldn’t have taken half a step away from you.
Amelia Winters leaned toward the other end of the sofa, away from Eleanor. Perhaps due to her losing her eyesight, she seemed to have a keener sense of a person’s sincerity.
Mixed emotions washed over Amelia Hutton as she watched Eleanor fawning over Amelia Winters. She bitterly regretted having poked her nose into the matter. If I hadn’t been a busybody, I’d still be the apple of Mom’s eye.
“Yes, you should have some. Mom made it just for you. You wouldn’t want her efforts to go to waste, right?” Amelia Hutton added. Although she tried her best to suppress her feelings, there was a tinge of resentment in her tone.
Tiffany went over and said, “I’ll do it, Mrs. Hutton. Although she can’t see, she can use her hands to eat by herself.”
Looking somewhat crestfallen, Eleanor handed the bowl to her.
Tiffany blew on the soup to cool it, then held up a spoonful to Amelia Winters’ lips. “Babe, have some soup. Mrs. Hutton very kindly made it for you, so you should eat it.”
At that, Amelia Winters opened her mouth obediently.
Three bowls of soup later, Tiffany said, “You’re such a good cook, Mrs. Hutton. She usually only has one bowl, but she has already had three!”
Feeling a mixture of joy and relief, Eleanor quickly replied, “Is that so? Well then, I’ll make it every day. Does she prefer chicken or beef? If she likes both, then I’ll decide. I’ll see whether I can get any chicken later to make more soup.”
Amelia Winters frowned. “You don’t have to trouble yourself. I’m—”
Eleanor interjected, saying, “It’s no trouble at all. I’d love to cook for you. If there’s anything else you’d prefer to eat, just let me know. I’m quite a good cook, you know. You’re just like a daughter to me, so I want to dote on you.”
Amelia Winters looked torn while Amelia Hutton’s expression darkened further.
After a while, the latter turned to Eleanor and said, “Didn’t you say you wanted to go and get some ingredients? I’ll go with you.”
“There’s no rush. I feel like talking to Lia for a little while.”
“Mom, they still haven’t eaten yet.”
“Well, I can stay and have something to eat too. Lia, you don’t mind if I join, do you?” With that, Eleanor shamelessly got up to get a plate and some cutlery, all just so that she could spend more time with her long-lost daughter. Amelia Hutton looked on grimly. She had no intention of having a falling out with Amelia Winters, so she could only grin and bear it.
In the end, Eleanor sat down and ate with them before leaving with Amelia Hutton.
After they left, Tiffany cleared the plates from the dining table and placed them in the kitchen for the housekeeper to wash. Wiping her hands as she walked out of the kitchen, she cautioned, “Babe, it looks like Mrs. Hutton is doing everything she can to fawn over you. If this goes on, your relationship with Amelia Hutton might turn sour. She didn’t look all too happy just now.”
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