"Amelia, I can help you. It's my way of compensating for what happened three years ago..."
What he meant was, he would pay the compensation for her.
Amelia Clarke lowered her lashes, her voice calm and even, "No need, I will take care of Mason's issue myself."
Looking up, her gaze was as serene and undisturbed as her voice, "Also, I've long forgotten about the past. Thank you for today, and goodbye."
"Amelia!"
Sometimes, Gabriel Nelson really hated her stubborn and indifferent nature.
If only she had said one word of objection back then, he might not have let go of her hand so easily.
But she didn't.
He still remembered the day he told her he had to marry another woman to save his father, she was just as calm, telling him, "I wish you happiness," before turning around and leaving resolutely and coolly.
She was too calm; sometimes he even felt that she had never loved him.
A surge of frustration bubbled up inside Gabriel Nelson, and he wasn't sure if it was regret or anger.