Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel) novel Chapter 309

Daniel froze, his expression blank and bewildered—he didn’t look like he was faking it.

Amelia shot him a puzzled look. What was with that face? Why did he seem genuinely clueless?

She had no idea if Violet’s baby had ever been born; she’d never seen the child, and honestly, she didn’t care. Violet was busy with surgeries and physical therapy for her leg. For all Amelia knew, the baby hadn’t made it.

Suddenly snapping back to himself, Daniel strode over and fixed Amelia with a piercing stare. “Say that again. Be clear.”

Amelia hesitated, lips parting but no words coming.

“Where would I have a child with her?” Daniel’s chest heaved, the light from the lamp casting a deep shadow over one side of his face. “Who told you Violet and I had a baby?”

She stayed silent.

“I never even touched her. Not once. Where would a kid come from?” The last words were spat out through clenched teeth.

Amelia stared at him, stunned. Had she misunderstood everything?

Daniel was desperate for an answer—one that could make sense of all this and let him breathe again. He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. “Is this why you’re punishing me? Is this why you started seeing Robert?”

Her mind spun. She’d tried to bury what happened three years ago, but now, dragged back into the open, it was like tearing open an old wound. She was scared—terrified of facing that pain all over again.

“Say something!” Daniel demanded, his gaze sharp as if he wanted to see through to her soul. “Who told you? When? Why didn’t you ever mention it to me?”

Three questions in a row—Amelia couldn’t take it. She shoved him away. “Why don’t you ask your precious Violet?”

That set Daniel off, a vein throbbing in his temple. “You believe anything she tells you, don’t you? Does your mouth only exist for decoration? You couldn’t just ask me?”

The anger slipped out as a string of curses.

But Amelia suddenly went cold, her voice steady and icy as she stared him down. “She only dares act up in front of me because you give her the confidence. However much you encourage her, that’s how far she’ll go.” She drew a shaky breath. “Daniel, I’m not pathetic enough to serve myself up for you two to humiliate.”

Without another word, she turned and headed to the master bedroom, locking the door behind her.

She lay on the bed, thoughts in turmoil, her mind a tangled mess.

No matter how she tossed and turned, sleep wouldn’t come. Her heart wouldn’t settle; everything inside her felt chaotic.

If only Daniel hadn’t kept provoking her tonight, she wouldn’t have lost control and dredged up the past. If Violet had lied and Daniel’s words couldn’t be trusted either, then both of them had made her feel like the fool in some cruel farce.

But as she calmed down, she had to ask herself: even if Violet had never been pregnant, would that really have changed her decision three years ago?

The answer was no.

Violet’s arrogance came from Daniel’s indulgence. He gave her the power to act without fear. So what if she’d had a baby or not? Nothing would have changed.

Amelia lay awake until after four, only falling asleep from sheer exhaustion. She didn’t know how long she slept before hunger woke her.

Still wearing her bathrobe—which was far from comfortable but the only thing she had—she freshened up and stepped out of the bedroom.

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