With a bag slung over her shoulder, Amelia Winters hurried into the private room in her high heels and said apologetically, “I'm so sorry. The traffic was awful. Have you guys been waiting for a long time?”
Eleanor's attention had been on the younger woman entirely ever since the latter arrived, and her eyes were filled with deep affection as she gazed at her.
“We arrived not long ago, so there's absolutely no need to hurry. Take it easy. You might sprain your ankle from running in high heels.” Eleanor rose to her feet, approached Amelia, and grabbed her hand suddenly. Like a mother who loved her child deeply, she looked at her from head to toe and commented, “You've gained some weight, and your complexion looks much better than when you were at Beshya. I can finally feel at ease now. After returning to Saspiuburg, I've been worrying all the time about your living condition at Tayhaven. I've been meaning to visit you, but I couldn't find the time to do so.”
Amelia Winters awkwardly glanced at her hand in Eleanor's grasp. They were technically strangers since their relationship had not been addressed officially, so she found Eleanor's gesture a little inappropriate.
As though she did not sense her discomfiture, Eleanor led her to the seat beside hers and said smilingly, “The dishes will be served soon. Do eat more. You'll look prettier with a plumper face.”
Watching them with a frosty gaze, Amelia Hutton poked at the plate with her fork to hide the discomfort in her eyes. When she looked up again, she was back to her innocent and gentle self.
With a grin plastered on her face, she asked, “Amy, you didn't acknowledge my presence from the moment you entered the room. Have you forgotten about me?”
Only then did Amelia Winters turn toward her. “Amelia, it's been a while. You're getting prettier each day,” she praised, smiling.
“Likewise. When you entered just now, I thought I saw an executive. Your outfit is very sophisticated. It's so different from the impression I have of you back in Beshya.” Amelia Hutton started flattering her without reservation.
Flashing her a gracious smile, Amelia Winters replied, “I found a job as a designer after returning from Beshya. Naturally, I must be particular about my attire at the workplace.”
“Amy, I feel like there's an overall improvement in your temperament. You used to be gentle and slightly innocent. But now, you're bright, innocent, elegant, and independent all at once. You're so attractive now.” Amelia Hutton was behaving weirdly, giving out one compliment after another profusely.
Amelia Winters was embarrassed from receiving a deluge of praises.
“Amelia, you flatter me.”
Coincidentally, the waiter began serving the dishes, saving her from the awkward atmosphere.
Once the dishes were placed on the table, Amelia Winters immediately put food on Eleanor's plate and exhorted, “Mrs. Hutton, try their foie gras. It tastes quite good, but I'm not sure if the internal organ of a duck suits your palate.”
Immersed in how her daughter was caring for her meticulously, Eleanor could not care less about the type of dish that was being mentioned. Even if Amelia Winters were feeding her poison, she would probably consume it without hesitation.
“Of course. This type of internal organ is my favorite,” she replied while smiling.
Yet, Amelia Hutton exposed her right away. “Mom, how could you forget that you'd get an allergic reaction and have rashes from eating foie gras? Do you have a death wish?”
Eleanor shot her a warning look.
Pretending not to see it, Amelia Hutton said to Amelia Winters, “Amy, you might not be aware of this, but my mom is allergic to quite a lot of food. For instance, she can't consume chicken gizzards, bitter gourd, and sprouts. Most importantly, she must avoid fish with high protein content. If she consumes it, the worse reaction would be a skin allergy. Once, she was even admitted to the hospital. Therefore, our whole family is particularly careful with her diet.”
Amelia Winters flashed them an apologetic smile and said, “Mrs. Hutton, I'm sorry for my oversight.”
“Lia, don't listen to her. I love eating the food that you serve me. As long as it's dished up by you, I'm sure I won't have an allergic reaction,” Eleanor replied. To her, Amelia Winters was like a medicine capable of curing all diseases.
While Amelia Winters displayed an awkward smile, a hint of unfathomable emotion flashed across Amelia Hutton's eyes.
The atmosphere throughout the meal was not very jolly.
After they exited the restaurant, Amelia Winters informed, “Mrs. Hutton, Oscar and I have sent someone to clean up a condominium under his name. We'll drive you and Amy there to have a look first. If it's not to your liking, you can stay at a hotel.”
Holding her hand as they entered the car, Eleanor chuckled. “It's your call. I'm here to pay you a visit, so it doesn't matter where I stay. You still have to go to work later, so do take some rest in the car. Don't rush about.”
The younger woman shook her head and smiled. “Mrs. Hutton, don't worry about me. I've applied for a leave of absence in the afternoon. It's such a rare opportunity for both of you to come to Tayhaven. As a host, how can I not accompany you two?”
Eleanor beamed with delight. “Really?”
Amelia Winters nodded in affirmation.
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