Purchased A Mr. Right

When the evening lights were lit, a jeep shuttled through the neon lights at a constant speed.

It was no longer the peak hours when others left from work, but the jeep was moving very slowly.

On the road, Adam drove very slowly to wait for every traffic light ahead to turn red, so he could stop, stalling for time. Lots of cars around had overtaken his jeep.

Neither of them spoke a word on the way. Only the calm and sweet voice of a radio host with the love songs flowed in the car.

No matter how slow Adam drove, the jeep still reached the destination.

Anthea glanced at the apartment building aside and looked down, saying, "Here we are..."

"Alright," Adam said, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

As the car door opened with a click, Anthea silently unfastened her seat belt.

After saying goodbye to him, she got off the car and walked into the building.

She took out the key and opened the door.

After Anthea changed into slippers, she walked to the window.

She opened a corner of the curtain and loooked downstairs. The green military jeep was still there.

Under the dim streetlights, it looked like a crouching beast.

Its window was half-opened. Anthea saw a strong arm stretch out with a cigarette between the slender fingers. Large clouds of smoke drifted out from the car and dispersed in the streetlights. Anthea leaned against the wall and crouched down.

She also wanted to smoke, but then she remembered that he had taken away her cigarette box last time.

At this time, a warm feeling came from the back of her feet.

Anthea lowered her head and saw that Soba, the labrador, rubbed its small head against her feet. It was looking at her with its pair of dark eyes. What a lovable dog!

She held it in her arms, gently cuddled it, and put half of her face on it.

Like Adam, it brought her a warm feeling.

Anthea did not want to let it go.

The night was quiet, and her cell phone on the floor

was playing music.

The clear and affectionate voice of the male singer rang out, "Let me be your man. I'll stay awake 24 hours a day. I carefully maintain this kind of passion for you. No matter how noisy the world is, let's hug each other tightly..."

The servants in Chin's Mansion seemed to be very familiar with Amelie. When they saw her, they greeted her warmly and reported to her, "Young master is not at home. The madam is having a nap in the bedroom, and the master is in the study!"

Amelie nodded. "Okay!"

She had long gotten used to it. She seldom met Adam here. Even if he was at home, he would only stay in his room and barely spare her time. So, she frequently visited Chin's Mansion only to build a closer relationship with his parents.

The last time when Bellamy knew he drugged her, he treated her with indifference.

Thus, Amelie deliberately stayed away from them for a while, hoping that Bellamy would cool down and let this matter go.

After changing into slippers, she went straight upstairs.

The servant walked before her and knocked on the door of the study.

Bellamy had just returned from the military region, and he was still wearing his military uniform with his military cap on the desk. He had an aura of dignity, though he was enjoying his free time at home. At this time, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, he was writing calligraphy with rapt attention.

The servant reported, "Master, Miss Celestin is here!"

Bellamy frowned slightly and nodded. "Let her in."

Amelie put on a meek expression and walked in obediently. "Uncle Bellamy!"

"Um," Bellamy gestured her to a chair.

But Amelie did not take her seat. Instead, she walked to the desk.

She wrung her hands in front of her and stood there straight. Suddenly, she sniffed, and her eyes turned red in an instant, with large drops of tears falling down.

Amelie was dressed in military uniform. Usually, she looked courageous and spirited. But now, she looked so pitiful with tears.

Bellamy was taken aback when he saw her like this.

In any case, besides being a man, he was also an elder. Seeing a young woman crying in front of him, he would feel sorry more or less.

"Amelie, why are you crying?" Bellamy frowned.

She did not cry bitterly. Instead, she kept squeezing out tears and sobbed out in a husky voice, "I know, what I've been doing recently has disappointed you... I'm sorry, but I was wrong!"

"I have been ashamed these days. How could I lose my head because of love and do such an evil thing!"

"Adam was right. I should not have worn the military uniform, and I do not deserve to be a military officer. So, I've already submitted an application to the army and given up my promotion. I'll punish myself by not going to be promoted in five years!"

Bellamy did not expect that. He put down the brush in his hand and looked at her in surprise. "Amelie, are you sure you want to do that? If nothing goes wrong, you might be promoted to a field officer next year!"

In the army, a high military rank was a tremendous honor.

Amelie was outstanding in all aspects and was a promising candidate for next year's promotion.

"Yes, I've made up my mind!" She nodded heavily and sobbed from time to time. "If I don't do this, my conscience will hurt me, and I can't forgive myself! Please forgive me. I've realized my mistake, and I'm sincerely repenting!"

She maintained a low profile and pled with a regretful and painful expression.

Bellamy nodded. "Yes, I see!"

Amelie wept silently for a while before she stopped crying.

Like Adam, she had always been talented and proud. She was always cold and arrogant wherever she went. If it weren't for the fact that she had no way out and wanted to eliminate Bellamy's grudge against her as soon as possible, she wouldn't have used such an embarrassing strategy!

After chatting with Bellamy in the study, she took the initiative to visit Meadow in the bedroom, who had woken up.

Just like before, she stayed for dinner and chatted with Adam's parents in the living room for a long time. When night fell, she got up and left.

Celestin left the villa. When she was about to step out of the yard, she turned back.

The servant who was sorting out the sundries in the courtyard saw this and nodded to her.

"Miss Celestin, what's wrong?"

"My watch has been left behind!" Amelie touched her empty wrist.

In the evening, to restore her decent image, she cooked many dishes laboriously without asking the servants for help. It would be inconvenient to wear a watch when cooking, so she took it off and put it beside the pool.

Subconsciously, she glanced at her watch and realized that she had forgotten to take it.

The servant asked, "Shall I fetch it for you?"

Amelie still hoped to marry into the Chin Family in the future. She did not leave a hard-to-approach image to the servants here. Thus, she smiled and shook her head. "It's okay. You just deal with your work! I'll go and get it!"

When the servant heard this, he nodded and continued to do his things.

Amelie returned to the villa.

Most servants were busy in the courtyard, leaving only one to serve in the living room. Amelie walked through the hallway herself. Bellamy and Meadow were still sitting on the sofa, with hot tea on the tea table. The couple were seriously talking about something.