Chapter 39
Amelia brought up the topic of Gemma. She recalled Wesley’s traction when he last saw Gemms and felt more certain about what she suspected.
So, later that evening, when Sadie came by to ask about the business trip, Amelia took the chance to bring it up.
“Sadie, do you think there’s a way to get Gemma back to Vestedand?”
Sadie immediately understood what si relationship with him?”
she was getting at. “You’re worried that Wesley doesn’t like Ga
Gemma, atsl if she sticks armuund, it’ll eventually affect your
Besides…”
Amelia nodded. “Yeah. You know how hard I worked to be with him. I don’t want anything, especially Demma, messing that up. She paused. “Sadie, even if Gemma’s changed and toned herself down, she’s still the same person deep down. Five years ago, she hated you to really think the years is enough for someone like her to completely change?
Sadie’s expression tumed grim. She didn’t respond.
Amelia continued, “If she had stayed away, the past would have stayed buried. But now that she’s back.”
“She won’t stay quiet and obedient forever,” Sadie said flatly.
o the bone. Do you
“Exactly. The longer she stays in Northington, the more trouble she’ll bring us. No matter how you look at it, we need to get her back to Vesterland as soon as possible.” Amelia’s tone was resolute.
gave it to me. I’ll figure something out and make sure she goes back soon.”
Sadie lowered her gaze in thought for a moment. “I get it. Leave it to me.
The next moming, Gemma came downstairs and happened to see Sadie and Thomas sitting in the living room, playing with Florian. When she appeared, Sadie got up and walked toward het, het tone full of warmth and concern.
“Gemma, do you feel better after heading upstairs last night? Are you still feeling unwell?
Gemma answered softly, “I feel a bit better. Thank you for your concem, Sadie.”
“That’s good. Heading out?” sadie glanced at the bag in her hand.
“Yeah, I’ve got something to take care of ”
“Gh, then don’t let me keep you. Be careful out there.”
She was just about to step out when Thomas spoke, his voice low and steady. “He home early tonight.”
Gemana froze in her tracks. She stood there for a moment before tuming to look back at the living room. The middle–aged man had already lowered his head, speaking softly to Florian, the perfect image of a warm, gentle father.
Sadie stood beside them, her gaze tender. The scene was filled with familial warmth and harmony. It had been so long since Gemma had seen a rather like that someone so soft, warm, and present
Abitter smile tugged at her Hips. She was laughing at herself. Our casual sentence from blin, and she had foolishly assumed it was meant for her. How ridiculous
In a private room in Ebonhill Villa, Gemma stood by the window. It had started drizzling again, and the alt had tumed chilly, she coughed softly. hehind her, anticone spoke
“If you’re not feeling well, why are you standing by the window trying I
trying to catch a cold?
Her body lensed at the sound of that voice. It took her along motent before she turned around
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