The man seemed in a teasing mood this morning. He gazed at Amelia's blushing ears, his face full of laughter.
"Mr. Robinson didn't go easy on me, did he? He enjoyed himself and now wants to settle scores?"
Amelia fixed her gaze on Christopher, regaining her composure, and said unhurriedly, "If that's the case, we should eliminate the problem at its root."
Christopher's interest was piqued; he gently raised an eyebrow, "How do you plan to do that?"
"Just stop doing it."
"Stop doing it?" Christopher's tone rose slightly, his eyes on Amelia showing a hint of dissatisfaction.
Amelia just hummed in response.
Christopher flung the blanket, and it fell on Amelia's head again.
"Daydreaming."
Amelia hid under the blanket, the corner of her lips curved into a faint smile, thinking, 'I'll get back at you.'
On this side, the couple's warm relationship soared due to Zachary's issue, while on the other side, the situation in the Jones family grew increasingly grim for the same reason.
