Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel) novel Chapter 141

“Hey, Daniel, since you’re already here, why don’t you stay for dinner?”

Daniel looked as disinterested as ever. “You guys go ahead. I need to get back to the office. I’ll take care of the bill.”

Before anyone could protest, the door to the private dining room swung open. Violet wheeled herself in, her hands steady on the controls of her electric wheelchair.

Everyone exchanged confused glances, silently wondering who had invited her. No one seemed to know, so, naturally, they assumed Daniel had called her. But Daniel didn’t so much as glance in Violet’s direction; he simply walked toward the door, intent on leaving.

As he passed her, Violet reached out and grabbed his arm. “Where are you going? Aren’t you staying to eat with us?”

Daniel shook off her hand, his tone chilly. “There are plenty of people here to keep you company. I have things to do.”

“But none of them are you.” It was clear Violet was desperate for him to stay. She reached for his hand again, but he stepped back, out of her reach.

Finley exchanged a look with his girlfriend, puzzled.

Truth was, Finley couldn’t figure Daniel out. Did he like Violet, or was it Amelia?

If he liked Violet, he sure didn’t show it—at least, not in his eyes. He looked at Amelia differently, with a tenderness that was impossible to miss.

But if he didn’t like Violet, then why did he always stick up for her? More than once, when Violet and Amelia had clashed, Daniel had sided with Violet.

The whole thing was a mystery.

Someone tried to smooth things over. “Daniel’s got stuff to do—it’s fine. We’ll keep you company, Violet. And if you want more people to talk to, we can always call a few more friends.”

Violet bit her lip, clearly humiliated at being rejected in front of everyone. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

“Daniel… just stay for dinner, please? It won’t take long.”

Her voice was soft and pleading, but Daniel remained unmoved, cold as stone, and kept heading for the door.

“Daniel!”

She hung up and took the elevator to the third floor.

As she passed by a private suite in the hallway, she heard a woman’s soft, breathy voice.

“Easy… that hurts…”

Amelia stopped in her tracks.

She recognized Violet’s voice instantly.

A moment later, Violet’s voice, choked with tears: “Daniel, please, it really hurts… can you be a little gentler?”

Daniel’s voice, deep and muffled through the closed door, was barely audible:

“Bear with it.”