Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 406: Go back tonight and let you handle it

Chapter 406: Chapter 406: Go back tonight and let you handle it

Their eyes met, and for some reason, Amelia’s eyes suddenly reddened, looking utterly aggrieved.

Christopher’s heart suddenly ached, and he felt immense regret. Without a word, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

"I’m sorry..."

His long-repressed emotions burst out suddenly, his voice trembling as he spoke. His thin lips kissed gently behind her ear and along her neck.

"I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have lost my temper with you... You know, ever since I received that call from Kane, those ten plus hours have been agonizing. You were on the plane, and I couldn’t reach you. I hated myself for not being able to do anything for you, and even implicating you... You’re so good, so good to me, I shouldn’t have lost my temper with you..."

When Amelia was held by him, her tense nerves finally relaxed completely.

As tears fell, she felt very trivial, wondering what there was to cry about.

Yet she couldn’t help it.

Upon hearing him mention Kane, her turbulent emotions subsided a bit. She withdrew from his embrace, "So it was Kane... He called me before I boarded the plane... also tried to persuade me, but I had already made up my mind... He must also feel regretful, as this brand was founded by him and me together. If it weren’t for his investment back then, Venus wouldn’t have been born. Although he withdrew, he definitely hopes I can keep running it."

"Yes, that’s why he was very angry, scolding me for dragging you down, even saying I wasn’t worthy of you—do you know what it’s like to be scolded mercilessly by a rival in love? The thing is, I was in the wrong, and I couldn’t even think of a retort."

Amelia looked at him, her eyes misty, shaking her head repeatedly, "It’s not like that at all. Since we’re together, there’s no such thing as dragging each other down."

"Although that’s true, you sacrificed so much for me this time, anyone would think that way. I knew you returned home, immediately checked your flight, and went to the airport before dawn to wait for you... I thought a lot, about seeing you and then immediately dragging you back onto a plane to Zurich to reclaim the company..."

She suddenly laughed through her tears, "Do you think it’s a toy? Sell it if you want to, reclaim it if you want to."

The man laughed along, seeing her cheeks still streaked with tears. His long eyelashes lowered as he gently kissed them.

Amelia didn’t close her eyes, so she saw clearly the tenderness and affection that flashed across his brows as he kissed away the traces of tears on her face.

Enough...

As long as he is sincere, as long as he understands my sacrifices, as long as he cherishes this love regained—then everything is worth it.

As for what happens in the future, the outcome is no longer important.

Just seek inner peace in the present moment, just seek no regrets now.

After their conflict eased, Christopher kept holding her.

"It’ll take another half an hour to get to your company from here, want to sleep for a bit?" Though Christopher’s anger hadn’t completely subsided, his attitude toward her was much gentler.

Knowing she’s tired, he looked down at the lovely face in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness.

Amelia glanced up at him, something crossing her mind, and murmured, "No, I’m not sleepy."

Seeing right through her, he said awkwardly, "Relax, I’ll definitely wake you up when we arrive, I won’t take you back."

Uh—he saw through her.

She looked momentarily embarrassed and somewhat skeptical, "You mean it?"

He nodded and promised, "Yes, sleep."

"Alright then..."

Truly exhausted and sleepy, she realized there was a mess at the office waiting for her, so she didn’t resist any longer, finding a comfortable position in his embrace and closing her eyes.

Christopher kept his eyes on her.

Within moments, seeing her fast asleep, he couldn’t help but place a gentle kiss in her hair, then sighed heavily, tightening his embrace to hold her more securely, ensuring she slept in peace.

When they arrived downstairs at Amelia’s company, Christopher glanced at the beauty in his arms, hesitating whether to let her sleep a bit longer, but to his surprise, she stirred slightly and suddenly woke up.

"Hmm, are we here?" She sat up, her eyes not fully clear yet, asking softly.

Christopher smiled self-deprecatingly, "You’re so afraid I won’t keep my word? Were you sleeping on edge?"

Amelia explained earnestly, "It’s not that I don’t trust you, but with these matters unsettled, I can’t relax, so I woke up as soon as the car stopped."

Christopher gazed at her, eyes full of pity.

"Amelia, you—"

"I’m pressed for time, need to get off, try to come home early tonight, okay? Are you working overtime today?"

Knowing what he wanted to say, Amelia didn’t give him a chance to speak.

Christopher sighed helplessly, "No matter how busy, I won’t work overtime today."

After being away on a business trip for so long, how could he bear to work late?

If she wasn’t insisting on going to work, he would certainly be at home with her.

"Alright, we’ll talk tonight, I’m getting off. Just leave the luggage in the trunk."

She made hasty instructions and was about to get off.

But as soon as she touched the car door and before she could push it open, his arm hooked around her waist.

A startled cry was swallowed by his thin lips, as he pressed her into the seat, kissing fiercely.

Frowning, Amelia soon realized that though his kiss was rough, it was out of helplessness and venting.

Unwilling to scold or berate her, the only way he could express his feelings was through this intimate form of ’punishment.’

"Alright, alright, I know you’re upset, you can deal with me when I get home tonight, okay?" If she wasn’t rushing, Amelia would’ve allowed him. But with important matters to handle, she couldn’t delay, so she pushed him away gently with a smile.

Christopher’s eyes were deep, his face showing a mix of emotions. Even after being pushed away, he leaned in to kiss her softly several more times before letting her break free.

Amelia awkwardly got out of the car and, standing outside, waved at the man with the heated, devouring gaze, "You get busy too, pick me up tonight."

With those words, she didn’t wait for him to respond, turning swiftly and heading into the building.

Lucas King stood outside of the car, noticing the boss in the back seat was lingering in his gaze, dared not close the car door.

After a moment, seeing the boss blink, he finally asked, "President Hart, did the persuasion work? Did Mrs. Hart change her mind?"

Christopher shot a cold glance, softly uttering two words, "She left."

Really, which pot wouldn’t open, which pot would he bring up? Did she look like she’d changed her mind?

Lucas instantly understood, quickly silenced himself, closed the car door, and returned to the front passenger seat.

Amelia entered the building, hiding in an invisible corner, watching the powerful Lincoln One leave with a soft sigh of relief, then immediately pulled out her phone to make a call.

"Little Jacob, come find me at the company, I have something I need your help with."

She hadn’t expected Christopher to have caught her right as she returned home, so she couldn’t handle the next matters herself, fearing he might discover it. Luckily, there was Jacob Garcia she could rely on for errands.