Noticing the slight change in Amelia’s tone when Sawyer's son was mentioned, Patrick couldn't help but ask, "You like that child? I heard my brother say that he doesn't seem normal."
Amelia said with pity, "In fact, Abner is very smart, but his strange illness made him lose the right to go to school with other children, so he looks a little slow and doesn't like to talk."
Patrick asked, "Don't tell me you have a different opinion of him because he's the son of Sissi and the Sawyer."
Amelia shook her head. "No, the child is innocent. He can't decide his birth."
"Just like her..." Amelia thought.
Patrick observed her expression and assumed, "If Sawyer is sentenced in the future, and Sissi doesn't have the ability to raise the child, wouldn't he be even more
pitiful?"
"There are still Uncle Quartley and his wife. They'll raise him well."
"But one day, they will grow old."
Amelia felt that there was a hidden meaning in his words. "Mr. Hopper, please be straightforward."
Patrick pondered for a moment and said seriously, "If that child is not as annoying as Sawyer and Sissi, I don't mind helping him."
"Mr. Hopper..." Amelia looked at him in surprise. "Are you thinking of adopting him?"
"Of course not!" There was already a kid in his family. How could he ever adopt another kid who could compete with him for the favor of Amelia?!
"Then?"
"What I mean is, if one day he has nothing at all, I don't mind helping him in terms of finances and life. The premise is that he must be a good child."
"I think I understand." A smile appeared on Amelia's lovely lips. "Thank you, Mr. Hopper.
You are willing to do this because he is my nephew, right?"
Patrick answered, "I hope I can make you happy.”
"I am very happy." Amelia kissed him on the face. "You are so kind that I feel that I don't deserve you..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Patrick scolded in a low voice.
He had done so many bad things in the past, but she forgave him again and again. It was he, a b*stard, who didn't deserve her.
*
After the lunch break, Patrick went to work. Amelia sat alone in the living room, watching TV and eating pastries, waiting for the arrival of Ryan and Abner.
At 2:30 p.m., the doorbell rang.
Amelia wiped her mouth with a tissue and went to open the door.
Outside the door stood an old man and a young man. They were Ryan and Abner.
Amelia tried her best to smile naturally and invited them into the house.
"Amelia!" Seeing Amelia, Abner's eyes were as bright as two small light bulbs.
Amelia touched his little face, took out the candy she had prepared in advance, opened his pocket, and put it in. "Good boy, remember to rinse your mouth after eating."
Abner nodded, indicating that he had heard it.
Amelia did not forget the previous educational methods. "Abner, I want to hear you saying okay."
"Okay!" Abner said hurriedly.
At this time, he was staring at Amelia's bulging belly and even forgot the candy in his pocket.
Seeing this, Amelia smiled softly and said, "This is my baby. Do you want to touch it?"
"Yes!" Abner put his little hand on it.
Then, he grinned with some excitement. Although it was not obvious, Amelia saw it.
She had always felt that there was an inexplicable fate between her and Abner. Otherwise, he would not be so clingy to her.
Now the truth came to light. It seemed that she had a blood relationship with Abner, which explained why he treated her differently.
This innocent child... was her nephew.
Thinking of this, Amelia could not help but placed Abner's little hand on her belly, with some warmth in her eyes.
Ryan on the side found that since they entered the house, Amelia had almost put all her attention on Abner, but she acted as if she could not see him, which made him a little bitter. "Amelia..."
Finally, Amelia looked up at him, but she was not as enthusiastic as before.
Ryan thought that it was because of Sawyer's kidnapping, so he cursed his son in his heart.
"Uncle Quartley, please take a seat."
"Ah!" Ryan sat down with some restraint under the gaze of Amelia.
Amelia then patted the seat beside her to Abner. Abner immediately stood up and occupied the seat.
Since Ryan said that Abner wanted to come because he missed her, Amelia concentrated on talking with Abner. 'Abner, have you been studying hard lately?"
"Yes!" Abner stuck out a little finger. "I've learned... a poem!"
In a sense, Abner finally realized his true self, and this was taught to him by Amelia.
His cheeks bulged due to the candy's sliding. Abner narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. His head unconsciously leaned against Amelia's arm, like a satisfied little kitten.
Ryan admired Amelia a lot. He and Abner had gotten closer these days, but it was not as harmonious as when she and Abner were together.
Abner wanted to eat another one, but Amelia held his little hand in his pocket and said, "You can only eat one a day."
Abner blinked and took his hand out.
Amelia said, "Go and rinse your mouth."
Abner slid off the couch obediently and went to the bathroom.
Ryan looked at his grandson, who was as obedient as a puppy and felt a myriad of emotions welling up in his heart.
At this time, Amelia said, "Uncle Quartley, have some tea."
"Ah!" Ryan took the cup immediately. Regardless of whether it was hot or not, he started to drink.
Then he realized speechlessly that he was as obedient as an old dog.
Seeing that Ryan finished a cup of hot tea quickly, Amelia thought that he was thirsty, so she gave him another cup.
However, when she saw Ryan looking at her in confusion, Amelia asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing..." Ryan was smarter this time. He slowly drank and glanced at her belly. "The baby is pretty healthy, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is."
After all, that kid still had a bit of human nature.
Ryan thought to himself and said, "That's good. No matter what kind of grudges between parents, the children are innocent."
Hearing that, Amelia said with a faint smile, "Yes, children shouldn't be the victims of parents."
Although they had agreed not to talk about anything else before coming, Ryan could not pretend that it had not happened. "Amelia, during this period of time, Ruth and I have been looking for a chance to apologize to you face to face.
I don't expect you to forgive Sawyer, and he isn't worthy of being forgiven. I only ask... that we can still communicate like before, okay?"
"Uncle Quartley, I may not..."
"Amelia!"
At this moment, a child's voice interrupted Amelia's words.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)