Amelia's eyebrows furrowed.
"Amelia, I want to be your man, not your brother."
"..."
"I'm already grown up, I don't need you to take care of me. I can take care of you well."
Amelia sneered, "Someone who ran a fever up to 43 degrees and got pneumonia has no right to say that."
Old butler: ...
Heartbreaking.
Norton Foster clearly became unhappy upon hearing this, and Amelia stuffed a spoonful of food into his mouth, rudely saying, "Eat!"
Forced to take a bite by Amelia, Norton Foster said again, "Amelia..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Amelia scooped another spoonful of porridge, "Hurry up and finish eating. I need to see Norris later."
Norton Foster's tone sounded sour, "You always worry about her more than you worry about me."
Amelia glanced at him, and Norton Foster knew Norris Moore's position in Amelia's heart. He pursed his lips and lowered his head to obediently eat.
