After Tyler left the room and went downstairs, Amelia curled up under the covers with only a small head popping out, tightly gripping the sheets. Despite her bruised and battered appearance, she had a glimmer of excitement in her eyes, like a small animal that had just been abused.
She suffered from severe autism and was accustomed to hiding when she couldn't control her emotions.
In her previous life, this autism had tortured her for years before she finally overcame it.
But that wasn't the point. The point was everything in front of her, which made her certain that she was still alive and had been reborn a few years earlier!
In the quiet room, she quickly sorted out her thoughts and returned to the night of her 18th birthday. She had been by Tyler's side for a full ten years and he had only wanted her once, because he had been drugged.
Amelia's appearance was somewhat pathetic, but she was happy, looking a bit funny with the corners of her mouth hooked up.
But she was really happy. In her previous life, she had hurt Tyler so deeply that he had offered his heart to her, but she had repeatedly thrown it to the ground until it was shattered into pieces. In the end, she had even caused him to lose his life!
She never thought that heaven would take pity on her and give her a chance to regret.
After calming down, she slowly got out of bed, put on a random outfit, and picked up her old doll from the bedside. She smiled slightly, a new radiance shining on her stunning face.
...
After a long time, the door of the room opened again and Tyler returned. Amelia didn't have time to consider the issues between them and couldn't help but brighten up at the sight of this man.
Like a moving spotlight on stage, following the protagonist's movements.
"Follow me downstairs!" Tyler said in a seemingly cold and emotionless voice.
"Um... what?" Amelia looked up, dazed and lost in his glorious beauty, with little rainbow stars floating in her mind, not paying attention to what Tyler had said.
Tyler's heart ached, thinking that Amelia didn't even want to listen to him. He took a few steps forward, grabbed Amelia's wrist, and said in a stiff voice with a hint of impatience, "I said, follow me downstairs today!"
The grip on her wrist was a bit strong, with a slight stinging sensation that brought Amelia back to reality. She immediately thought of what had happened last night and the current situation, causing her face to turn pale.
She remembered why Tyler had left and returned. Tyler had asked her to come downstairs because he wanted his adjutant to help explain what had happened last night. After what happened, Tyler was afraid that she couldn't handle it and would want to make amends. However, it ended up being very unpleasant in their past lives.
At that time, she didn't understand this man and didn't want to get to know him. She only felt humiliated, as if her pride and dignity were trampled underfoot!
Furthermore, Tyler's adjutant was a woman with a vicious and cunning personality.
Damn it, she had encountered a major event just after her rebirth! She had to handle it properly this time and avoid tragedy.
"Crack!" A sound interrupted Amelia's unpleasant memories.
"You..." Amelia's mouth slightly opened as she looked at her left sleeve that had been torn off at the shoulder in surprise.
It turned out that as he watched Amelia's silent expression, Tyler became anxious and began to panic. He grabbed her wrist and pulled harder and harder, ripping off her silk sleeve.
She revealed her white and tender arms, with some faint bruises left from last night's passion, making it look very ambiguous!