Bab 59: A Romantic Cliche

Amelia picked up her glass of wine and gulped down the entire content as if she were drinking fruit juice forgetting that it was an old, strong and intoxicating blend.

She could feel her throat burning as if she had just swallowed fire but at the moment, she didn't care anymore. The strong level of alcohol in the wine magically gave her the courage she needed to say the truth.

Since Blaze had decided to humiliate her in front of her friend who happened to be his mother, Amelia was ready to take the walk of shame as long as it didn't involve lying to Maria.

Amelia's unladylike action left Henry and Maria on the table dumbfounded. However, Blaze was grinning like a devil as the thought of making love to an intoxicated wild vixen crossed his mind.

Looking up at Maria, Amelia said in her genuine tone.

"Maria, I'm sorry, I didn't know Blaze was your son. If I did, I wouldn't have..."