My mystery lover novel (Richard and Amy)

"Mom, a bone got stuck in my throat." Finnley was coughing and her face flushed. Faustina got really worried. She quickly gave Finnley a sip of vinegar, and then made the family doctor come over to check on Finnley.

The doctor hurriedly rushed over and checked Finnley's throat. It wasn't too bad and not too serious as it was only a small bone. He used a pair of tweezers to get it out.

"Madam, it's done." The doctor managed to get the bone out and Finnley felt alive again.

"Finnley, how are you feeling?" asked Faustina worriedly.

"I'm fine, it's all good. I felt like I was dying though, it was annoying. I wouldn't eat fish ever again!" said Finnley angrily. She never knew that fish was such a troublesome food. She glanced at her mother after she said that.

"Okay, then we will never buy fish ever again." Faustina held herself back and answered casually.

After the meal, Faustina didn't make Finnley eat fruits and simply went back to her room to rest. Finnley thought that her mother was acting very differently today, she even felt like a stranger.

Finnley went upstairs with her clutch and opened the door to her mother's room slightly. Her mother was really resting on the bed. Finnley closed the door back softly.

But Faustina knew that Finnley was there. Amy told her to let Finnley have a life of her own, and hence Faustina pretended not to notice Finnley.

Throughout the day, Faustina was rather cold towards Finnley. She never asked Finnley to do things according to her will anymore.

She would make whatever Finnley wanted to eat and wouldn't prepare it for her. She wanted Finnley to learn how to do things on her own.

Finnley was a bit flustered. Her mother used to do everything for her and she used to think that her mother was overprotective. Now she realized that there was a lot that she didn't know, ever since her mother stopped caring.

"Mom, I want to drink some alcohol," said Finnley to Faustina during supper.

"What do you want to drink? Just make the servant bring you something." Faustina didn't say no.

Red wine was brought over and Finnley had a glass. Normally, she would have a few glasses when Faustina didn't let her drink. But she only felt like having one glass, because her mother let her drink. During the night, Finnley thought about how much her mother had changed and was terrified. She called Amy and told her about her mother's change. She wondered if her mother hit her head. "Maybe she thinks that you're all grown up and realizes that she's overprotective. She decided to let go, I guess." Amy knew why Faustina suddenly had a change of heart, but she would never tell Finnley. "Amy, I feel so conflicted. I used to think that my mom is annoying back then when she's being overprotective. I didn't like it at all. But now when she stopped caring that much, I felt dispirited." Finnley thought that she might be crazy as well.

Don't feel that way, you're just used to her taking care of your every need. Not only her, your servants as well. Well, maybe you're not ready to live on your own yet!" Amy hit where it hurt for Finnley.

Finnley got quiet. She didn't want to believe that she couldn't live the life she wanted on her own. Since she was young, she excelled in everything. Nothing scared her.

"Then I must make myself ready for it!" Finnley thought that she needed to leave her mother and learn how to live on her own. Otherwise, she would be dependant on her forever.

"That's great. If you can do so, then your mother wouldn't have to nag you so much." Amy didn't want to pour cold water on Finnley, she encouraged her instead to try to be independent.

The next day, Finnley put on the clothes that her mother bought her. She liked the clothes her mother bought her this time. She looked at herself in the mirror and was content. She then walked out of her room and saw Faustina. She was about to leave and was grabbing her handbag.

"Mom, where are you going?" Finnley asked Faustina puzzledly. Normally, she wouldn't leave until Finnley forced her to.

"I need to go home, your grandfather is not feeling well. You should stay home and rest," said Faustina. She then left in a rush.

Back then, she would nag Finnley for a long time and give the servants many orders in advance. But she left very simply today.

Finnley didn't feel relieved after Faustina left. She reflected and thought that maybe she was not very nice back then.

"Miss, what would you like for breakfast?" asked a servant.

"Noodles. Put more chilli in it." Now that her mother had left, she could eat all the chilli she wanted. If Faustina was here, she wouldn't let her eat too much spice.

"Okay," said the servant. They prepared the food as she wished.

Finnley finished a spicy bowl of noodles and felt relaxed all over.

Her leg was recovering well. She had a healthy body and hence her recovery time was short.

"I'm going out today and I'm not coming back for lunch," said Finnley to the servant. She was going to meet Amy.

She drove her Land Rover and arrived at Amy's place. She was still Amy's assistant. Amy was still paying her and hence she didn't plan to resign.

"Finnley, why are you here? Are you fully recovered?" Finnley called Amy yesterday and suddenly she was here at her place.

"Nothing much, I'm almost fully recovered. It's just that my mother thinks that I'm not fully recovered yet and wants me to stay at home. But I'm bored to death at home, that's why I come to see you." Finnley walked into the room. Amy wanted to help her but Finnley rejected her help.

"I just visited you not long ago. Did you miss me already? Haha, did you miss me that much? Or did something happen between you and your mother yesterday? Why did you call me so late in the night? I actually thought something happened to you!" Amy poured Finnley a glass of water. They sat on the sofa and had a friendly conversation.

"Amy, do you know that I'm a girl?" Finnley noticed that Amy was treating her very nicely. She would be touchy with her at times without hesitation. Women always had good intuition, Finnley believed that Amy knew about her gender.

"Yeah, I already knew that you're a girl since your first day at the Newell Group," said Amy, she didn't try to hide it.

"Hahaha, I failed at hiding it. How did you notice it so quickly? Even my identification card says that I'm a male!" Finnley had two identification cards. One was a national one, one was from overseas. The national one stated that her gender was male.

"I just look at you and I know. Who cares about the identification card? You're so pretty and your skin is so soft. A male couldn't have such nice skin!" Of course, these weren't the only reasons, but Amy didn't elaborate.