A Matter of Wife and Love

Chapter 37

Hearing that, Laura subconsciously straightened up.

"Please, continue."

Leo fell into thoughtful silence, his long fingers tapping against the door frame.

"Find out who it was that donated their cornea to me back then."

"Their cornea?" Laura looked at his eyes.

She knew Leo had problems with his sight and had received a cornea transplant before. However...

"Since it has been so long, we might not be able to find anything."

Leo pondered for a bit.

When he lost his sight back then, not just any regular cornea could be used on him due to his special physique, but he couldn't find a suitable match either. He had once prepared himself to be blind for life.

Later on, someone donated their cornea to him. The donor refused to receive any payments and even chose to remain anonymous.

"Just give it a try first," he replied.

He had always been particular about these things, and he didn't want to be indebted to someone just like that.

Laura didn't say anything else as she responded, "Very well, sir."

Leo turned around and left. Meanwhile, Laura stared at his silhouette, stunned. There was a tangle of emotions in the depths of her eyes.

It wasn't until someone patted her shoulder did she finally came to.

When she turned around to look at the person who had patted her, Laura suddenly blushed fiercely as if someone had caught her red-handed.

"What are you looking at?" asked the person.

She hastily averted her gaze, not daring to meet the other's eyes. "What can I possibly be looking at? I'm thinking of something."

"Is that so? I thought you had feelings for Leo."

"That's impossible. President Alston belongs to you, so how can I possibly covet him?" Laura waved her hands continuously, looking all righteous and innocent. The person was none other than Elyse.

She covered her mouth and giggled. "I was just kidding. Look at how terrified you are!"

Laura stole a glance at her expression.

Elyse's expression was quite calm, and Laura couldn't detect anything out of the ordinary.

It was only then that she secretly sighed in relief, believing that Elyse really was just joking.

"What brings you here, Elyse?" Laura asked.

Elyse was wearing a black outfit paired with sunglasses. Only her porcelain skin on the lower half of her face was exposed.

The outfit choice was too obvious with intention-it was nighttime, after all.

"I'm a little worried about Leo, so I came to have a look," she answered, her voice melodious.

Laura grinned and said, "Don't worry, President Alston has decided to leave Amelie and the boss of Starlight

Media alone."

She patted Elyse on the shoulder, a suggestive look on her face. "At the end of the day, your words carry the most weight. With someone as stubborn as Mr. Alston, if he were at a disadvantage like this, he might have gotten into more trouble with the boss of Starlight Media if you hadn't interjected. Mr. Alston may be amazing, but the boss of Starlight Media isn't highly accomplished for no reason. If they kept at it it would definitely turn into a no-win situation. I was even worried for a while."

"Oh," answered Elyse softly.

She lowered her head slightly and let out an almost inaudible sigh of relief.

"That's good to hear."

Even though Amelie had provided evidence that Bria wasn't Leo's, Elyse still couldn't rest assured.

She remembered Ashton mentioning an incident before; Toby had once rescued Amelie in a snowstorm and even sent her to a hospital.

Back then, Amelie had been pregnant for two months.

If she miscarried back then, Toby would've definitely known, and he wouldn't have concealed it from Leo.

When Ashton spoke of the incident, there was only dissatisfaction toward Toby that he shouldn't have rescued Amelie, and the woman should've been left frozen to death.

Elyse, however, was concerned about something else.

She had a feeling that Bria might actually be Leo's child!

It was because of this intuition that she felt apprehensive all this while, and she came all the way here in the middle of the night just to get more information.

"Don't worry, Mr. Alston told me to never mention those two again, so the incident is officially over." Laura squeezed Elyse's hand. "So, Elyse, Mr. Alston is all yours from now on."

"I hope you'll treat me well in the future, Mrs. Alston," she joked on purpose.

Elyse burst out giggling, her heart filled with sweetness, but on the surface, she just kept slapping Laura on the back. "What are you talking about? Nothing is confirmed yet!"

"What do you mean by that? Be it in the past or the present, Mr. Alston always fulfills your requests. It's only a matter of time before you two get married!" Laura had confidence in their relationship. A slight frown came upon Elyse's brows.

"Laura, why do you think Leo treats me so well?"

She had never thought too much about it before, and she took Leo's love for granted.

However, as she grew up and experienced more of life, she gradually began questioning it.

"What is there to worry about? You're pretty, and your voice is beautiful like a nightingale's. If I were a man, I'd

fall for you as well," Laura said matter-of-factly.

"Is that so?"

Elyse thought for a moment, but she still couldn't think it through.

Since she couldn't get any answers from thinking, she decided not to ponder on it anymore.

No matter the reason, as long as Leo listened to her and was willing to stay with her, it would be sufficient, would it not?

Amelie took Bria to the airport early in the morning.

On the way there, Bria was still in a daze. She hadn't completely woken up yet.

After boarding the plane, however, Bria widened her eyes as she looked all around her and kept asking questions.

In all the years of her life, it was the child's first time on a plane.

Amelie answered all the questions, and as she gazed at Bria's huge, watery eyes filled with curiosity, she found it adorable yet heart-breaking at the same time.

At her age, children from luxurious families would've been on the plane countless times already.

But Bria, save for her living with the Alstons, she was no different from any normal child; she even had it harder than any other kid.

In other families, at least the children had kind grandmothers and warm relatives.

The children would be pampered and loved like treasure.

What about Bria, though?

Every day, along with Amelie, Bria had to endure Melissa's coldness and Jodie's fault-finding.

When the plane took off, Bria anxiously threw herself into Amelie's embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around her mother's waist.

Her large, lively eyes were now clouded over with hints of red.

Amelie could see that the child was scared.

She bent over and hugged Bria, coaxing in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, the plane is completely safe. It's even

safer than a car."

With that, she guided Bria to look at the clouds outside the window.

Bria lifted her little face. When she saw the huge clouds outside moving backward, her fear slowly dissipated as fresh curiosity took its place.

"Mommy, we're flying among the clouds. Mommy, did Julia fly so high up. with you too?"

She was referring to what Julia said about bringing Amelie to greater heights before the divorce happened.

A three-year-old wouldn't know about idioms and sayings, so she thought Amelie had also gone up on a plane that night.

Amelie didn't correct Bria as she nodded. "Yes."

"It's so fun to fly so high! Mommy, why don't we bring Grandpa along? I'm sure he hasn't experienced this before."

Even though Bria had never met Steven before, she was especially attached to this grandfather of hers.

Amelie nodded. At the thought of meeting her father soon, her eyes suddenly reddened.

She was getting scared now.

She was married to Leo for four years, and within that time period, her father had tried visiting a few times, but they never got to meet each other.

He didn't say anything about it, but he must have felt bitterness somehow.

Because of that, in the days that followed, he even ceased his phone calls to her.

After getting off the plane, Amelie hailed a cab. They traveled for more than an hour in the vehicle, finally arriving at the small street her father lived on. While standing at the beginning of an alley that stretched on for a considerable length, she allowed the sunlight to extend their shadows into the distance. Her feet seemed to have taken root in the ground as she couldn't work up the courage to take a step forward.

After so many years apart, she wondered what her father was like now.

Is he in good health?

Will he be able to accept me and Bria?

Amelie wasn't sure.

The less confident she was, the less courage she had to move.

"Mommy, let's go." It wasn't until Bria tugged at her clothes to urge her that Amelie finally walked into the familiar little house.

"Dad?" She had just taken a step in the yard and called out to her father when a washbasin came flying out, hitting the ground next to her.

If she hadn't reacted quickly and pulled Bria away in time, the washbasin would've hit the little girl. Immediately after that, a woman with a dark complexion came running out, a ferocious look on her face.

A startled Bria rushed into Amelie's arms, cowering