A Matter of Wife and Love

Chapter 286

Chapter 286 His Attention on Her

“I’m scared, Leo.” Ellen was trembling in fear, looking like a scared kitten. She curled up in Leo’s embrace as she mumbled, “Snakes are scary. I’m afraid of snakes.”

Amelie looked at her speechlessly. We’re standing on a big path here. No snakes will take up residence in a place without grass. Only Leo will believe something that stupid, but what do I care? It’s their relationship and their fun. She turned around and resumed picking leaves.

The moment Amelie turned around, Leo frowned hard, his expression black as thunder. “Then f*ck off!” he said coldly.

Ellen froze and looked at him in disbelief. But he was so nice to me a while ago! What happened? Like a child who got scolded by her parents, she teared up. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Leo spared her no sympathy. He entered the mountain and the moment he did, he heard gasps of pain. When Leo raised his head, he was met with Amelie and Fiona jumping around.

“I stepped on an anthill!” Amelie gasped, her voice trembling, though she wasn’t exaggerating her reaction.

Yet, it worried Leo and he quickly ran toward her.

Amelie and Fiona ran in different directions, trying to get away from the anthill. Then, Amelie ran into someone. Caught by surprise, she bumped her head and stumbled into an embrace. “Ow!” Amelie turned around, holding her head, and she was greeted by a resigned Blake.

“You are such a klutz. One of these days you’re going to bump your head off!” Blake admonished, his voice filled with love and his gaze welled with worry.

Amelie stuck out her tongue at him. “Man, the ants here can really bite.” She held her forehead and jumped around like a rabbit.

Blake shook his head. He got down and held her leg before flicking the ants away.

Leo was standing a couple of yards away from them, and he saw Blake kneeling on the ground, ignoring the fact that his pants would be dirtied. It looked like he was proposing to Amelie and his eyes were glinting warmly. Leo clenched his fists at that sight.

“She’s not the only one who got bitten,” someone said softly. Giada showed up, giving Leo a seductive look.

She didn’t try to hug him, though Giada did lick her lips suggestively. Even now she still wanted to hook up with him. He didn’t take me because he didn’t realize my beauty, but now he can see me in all my glory. She looked like a damsel in distress with the wound on her leg. Men. They either like their women sultry or vulnerable. I can do both.

She tried her best to sell her sultriness, but Leo didn’t even spare her a look. Beset by fury, Giada shot Amelie a glare. Damn her! She got the attention of two men. I bet they just like the air of mystery she’s giving out. I should’ve worn a mask as well. Giada had a lot of suitors, but none of them were as good as Leo or Blake.

She was angry, but she couldn’t do anything. Before the cameraman could film her, she hobbled off to a quiet corner. Then, her phone rang. Already in a bad mood, she snapped, “What?”

“Miss Yates.” A woman asked, “Do you know where I am?”

“Who are you? And why should I know where you are?” Giada hissed quietly.

The woman laughed. “I’m Elyse. I’m watching you guys with the director right now, and there’s one thing I need to make clear. You might want to dial back your desire for Mr. Alston. You’re showing it too blatantly.”

So, they saw me seducing him on camera? An awkward look crept onto Giada’s face but she resumed her composure right away. Sneering, she muttered, “What makes you think you have the right to warn me? You’re not his girlfriend and he’s not married either. I don’t think I did anything wrong. I was just trying to tell him I like him. You’re no better than I am, so get off your high horse.”

“That’s not what I mean, and I’m not trying to warn you either. This is just a friendly reminder. My sister is trying to take Mr. Alston for herself, and she’s a bit screwed in the head. Obsessive, so to speak. She’d kill any woman who would even so much as talk to him.” Elyse coughed. “Not kidding here. She’s the reason I stopped chasing after Mr. Alston.”

“Ha!” Giada was about to retort, but then she saw the spaced-out Ellen. I knew something was wrong with her. So, it seems she’s mentally ill and she’s prone to violence, huh? Oh, that gives me an idea.

Ant bites weren’t as bad as snake bites, but it was still torture for Amelie. Her whole body was itching and in pain. The tea picking seemed to take an eternity to finish, and then the tea maker led them into another room to dehydrate the leaves.

Amelie placed her harvest on a warm work surface. The tea leaves would lose some of their hydration and they would be stir-fried to dry them up even further. After laying her leaves out, she took her spot and pulled up her pants to check her injuries. The moment she sat down, she saw a bottle of salve right beside her. It was used to treat bug bites, including ant bites.

Thinking that it was from Blake, Amelie smiled at him. “Thanks.”

Blake looked at the bottle of salve and his warm smile froze. A moment later, he said, “This isn’t mine.”

“Then whose is it?” An elf’s? Amelie looked around, trying to find the one who left this bottle of salve.

“It’s Mr. Alston’s,” whispered Blake. He was reluctant to say that, but he didn’t want to lie.

Leo? Amelie held the bottle of salve dumbly, wondering if she should use it.

Fiona came and took the bottle, then she uncapped it. “Good. The bites are killing me.”

Amelie looked at her. He probably helped us because he had the salve all along. Might as well, then. She scooped up a bit of the salve and rubbed it over the bite wounds.

Even though Leo was a distance away from them, he could still see Amelie rubbing the salve over her legs, and a gentle look welled in his eyes.

Ellen was sitting across from him, muttering under her breath and staring at him like a puppy looking at her master. Ever since Leo told her to scram, she didn’t try to go near him, even though she too was bitten by the ants. Now she was scratching away all by herself, her eyes tearing up.

“Oh, you got bitten as well?” Giada took the seat beside her and looked at Ellen’s feet in pity.

Ellen pouted and she was on the verge of crying.

Giada took a sip of her water and heaved a sigh. “It’s so unfair. Mr. Alston has the salve to cure bug bites and yet, he gave it to Miss Foxy instead of you.” She looked at Amelie. “I ran into Miss Foxy and Mr. Alston last night. They said nothing to each other, but Mr. Alston walked ahead of her, clearing all the obstacles for her so she wouldn’t be pricked by the grass and brambles. That was so sweet of him.”