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5.33% Marry My Billionaire Second Husband / Chapter 16: Pink Thread

บท 16: Pink Thread

Amelia instinctively turned back at the sound, and since she had stopped walking, Matteo was forced to halt as well so that he wouldn't just be yanking her along.

Several eyes had turned their attention onto them, only to see a huge rip in Kelsie Friesent's beautiful pink gown. A large tear ran from the bottom of the dress all the way to her upper thigh, revealing what was more than polite.

Instantly, Caleb removed his suit jacket and wrapped it around Kelsie's waist. His eyes were trained on Amelia's shoe, red with anger.

"Amelia, what do you think you're doing?" he yelled, all while protectively holding Kelsie behind him.

Amelia's eyebrows instantly shot to the top of her forehead. "What did I do?" she asked, confused.

"Caleb, it's fine," Kelsie instantly said, holding onto Caleb's upper arm. "She must've been upset about the wine from earlier. That was a cherished piece of clothing after all."

"Still, there's no need for her to purposely rip your dress!" Caleb seethed. "What is wrong with you, Amelia? Must you be so petty about such trivial things? It's just a dress. And don't you already have a new dress to change into?"

He pointed at Amelia's new outfit, but the latter did not miss the way Caleb's line of sight lingered on her cleavage for a second too long. Neither did Kelsie Friesent.

Kelsie's grip tightened on Caleb's arm, and a small choked sob escaped her lips. "Caleb, it's alright," she said. "I just want to get a change of clothes."

Caleb, who noticed the sparkling beads of tears in Kelsie's eyes, turned to Amelia. His lips curdled into a nasty sneer before he spat out the word, "Strip."

"Excuse me?" Amelia blinked; she must have misheard. 

Caleb sneered derisively. "I told you to strip! Are you deaf now? You tore Kelsie's dress, so you must give her yours in repayment. Besides, this is a bargain you should be happy to accept. It's not as though you could afford to replace her dress with what pathetic little you own."

Amelia could only laugh, incredulous. "Is the suit you're wearing not clothing? Since you claim to love Miss Kelsie so much, you should strip and let her wear your clothes instead. More importantly, I did not rip Miss Kelsie's dress."

Beside her, the faintest smile formed on Matteo's face. 

"How dare you! You're just trying to shirk responsibility for your carelessness!" Caleb yelled, "This is revenge for the wine earlier!"

Matteo's eyes darkened, as he received a missing piece of the puzzle. So these two individuals were responsible for Amelia's distraught demeanor earlier. 

"How fascinating," Matteo's voice escaped in a soft menacing growl. "What's this I'm hearing about wine on a dress?"

Amelia was startled by the venom in his voice. For the briefest moment, Amelia had a feeling that her boss was more upset that she had wine splashed on her than he was about losing a five-million-dollar flute.

Then she blinked and reminded herself to go back to reality.

Kelsie quickly gripped Caleb's hand tightly, wordlessly warning him to keep his mouth shut. If Caleb blabbered the truth to Matteo, there was no knowing what he might do in retaliation. According to the rumor mill, Matteo Montgomery was a man who took very good care of his people. 

It was better to be safe than sorry. Kelsie wanted to keep her options open, just in case things didn't work out with Caleb. 

Caleb coughed. "Nothing. Just a tiny accident that you don't have to worry about."

"I see," Matteo said evenly, nodding in response. "In that case, I see no reason why you should demand Amelia strip off her dress in response. That is a drastic overreaction to a simple accident, one caused by Miss Kelsie herself."

Caleb spluttered, surprised at Matteo's words. This was the most that Matteo Montgomery had spoken to him. After all these years of trying and failing to hold a conversation with him, to think the incident that loosened his tongue was Kelsie's ruined dress! 

"How can you prove it?" Caleb challenged, bravado in his voice. He couldn't back down without trying to argue― it would make him look weak. 

"A word of advice, Mr. Montgomery, you don't know Amelia as well as I do. It's highly possible that she could have ripped Kelsie's dress on purpose!"

Matteo turned his stony gaze at Caleb and then went on his knees in front of Kelsie. Kelsie's face immediately bloomed a bright red. Oh, she had successfully managed to win Matteo's attention from that bitch Amelia―

"As you can see, the thread and beading of Miss Kelsie's dress is still attached to the bottom of her heel," Matteo pointed out, his fingers jabbing in the direction of her heel, yet he made sure not to touch her at all. 

True enough, the priceless crystals were littered around the floor of Kelsie's feet, the pale pink threads stuck to the sharp black edge of her heels, easily visible under the light. 

He rose up again and addressed Kelsie and Caleb, "I understand you might not want to take responsibility for such a careless mistake, but it is important to investigate the root of the problem instead of mindlessly blaming an innocent person." 

He gave a particularly flinty glare at Caleb at the last part, who shrunk back at the force of his glare. "Especially, when you're so intent on seeking retribution." 

Now, Kelsie was red in the face from embarrassment. She had never felt so humiliated in her life! Caleb's little stunt had effectively drawn the eyes of everyone in the room, so all of them knew it was her fault, to begin with. She had no doubt that the story would spread past this event. 

But the first thing she had to do was to smooth things over with Matteo Montgomery. 

"Please forgive Caleb, Matteo," Kelsie said sweetly, batting her eyelashes. "He went overboard, but it was simply out of concern for me."

"I believe we're not familiar enough to be on a first-name basis," he stonily said, causing Kelsie's lips to go pale while her cheeks turned beetroot.


บท 17: Call Me By My Name

"I didn't― I'm―" 

Amelia bit down her lip to stop herself from cackling at the mortified expression on Kelsie's face; then she had to remind herself to not cross his boundaries, in case she ended up like Kelsie. She would have to call him Mr. Montgomery at all times. 

"Come on, don't be so stuck up, Matteo. It was just a slip of her tongue," Caleb complained, his face redder than a baboon's ass. Amelia guessed not only was bravado coursing through Caleb, but copious amounts of alcohol were too. 

That man probably drank a lot during the auction earlier, if he was delusional enough to expect her to strip for the comfort of his lover.

True enough, Caleb was staring at Matteo with barely concealed dislike. How could he hold his head up high in society if he let his beloved get scolded by another? 

"A beautiful woman calling your name is a blessing, I tell you. Why are you being so pedantic about it?" 

Matteo barely blinked as he stared blankly back at them. "I see no beautiful women in front of me." 

This time, there was no stopping the snort that escaped from Amelia's lips, while Kelsie blanched, so shocked by his words that she stomped on Caleb's foot, causing him to let out a howl of pain.

Amelia had hoped that Kelsie would accidentally knee him in the crotch, but alas, that was not to be. The couple clung to each other, shooting Amelia dirty looks as though she was the one responsible for Matteo's words.

Amelia could only shrug. It wasn't her who said those words. It was Kelsie's attitude that was fouler than garbage, not her face. She gave Matteo a discreet glance from the corner of her eyes; he didn't seem like he was trying to be funny, or insulting her on purpose.

He seemed honestly befuddled at the thought of Kelsie being considered attractive! His face was a stony wall, as though he was a scientist observing a particularly nasty strain of bacteria.

"Well, never mind then, we must be going now," Kelsie blabbered, for once losing her composure in the face of Matteo's apathetic disdain. "Come on, Caleb."

Caleb seemed like he wanted to continue arguing, but Kelsie gave his arm a sharp tug, and the both of them stumbled away. Amelia had never been so glad to see the back of Caleb's retreating back. 

"Are you alright?" Matteo asked Amelia, eyeing her from top to toe. "Did they scare you? I should have made them apologize before they left." There was a furrow between his brows, and a soft warmth bloomed in her heart. 

Once again, Matteo had protected her from being bullied, even though she was nothing more than his employee. 

Amelia shook her head. "It'll take more than that for them to scare me. Thank you for handling it though, Mr. Montgomery. I would not like being forced to strip in public." 

His eyes darkened. "That was a preposterous request, to begin with. Caleb Walton had no right to demand it of you, even if you had ripped the dress in retaliation for them splashing wine on you."

"Ah," Amelia said shamefully, staring at the ground. "You found out?"

"I guessed as much from their words. Why did you not tell me?" Matteo asked, sounding strangely hurt. "I could have demanded an apology from them." 

"And what good would it have done?" Amelia pointed out. "In the end, it's their words against mine. No one would bother listening to me, Matteo. But thank you, for trying anyway. It means a lot to me."

Amelia smiled at Matteo sincerely, and he nearly fell to his knees. She had finally called him by his first name! His name had rolled off her tongue so smoothly, as though she had been born to say it over and over again. 

Matteo had to suck in a deep breath to calm himself down. Amelia's gentle smile was like the first rays of sunshine in the middle of winter, banishing the cold darkness lingering in his heart. 

He wanted to make her smile again and again. 

Matteo was like a blind man who finally got the chance to see the world for the first time. Her entire face was bathed in a radiant glow, and it suddenly made him feel unworthy of her presence.

Meanwhile, Amelia caught the grimace that crossed Matteo's face.

Oh no― she accidentally called his name! How could she be so foolish, to be overly familiar with her new boss after he had done so much to help her! Her smile vanished and she gingerly stepped further away, internally cursing herself. 

Matteo didn't even want his first name to be spoken by Kelsie. And if someone as stunning as Kelsie could not hope to inspire anything more than a passing glance and cutting remarks, there was no way anyone as unremarkable as Amelia herself could ever catch his eye. 

Then, Amelia reminded herself that she was Matteo― no, Mr. Montgomery's employee. She was not here to date him, or fall in love with him, or marry him, or whatever fairytail ending a writer could spew out. This was reality, and she had to keep her feet firmly on the ground. 

"My apologies for calling you by your name," Amelia said hurriedly, bowing quickly. "I won't do it again."

His expression darkened even further, and Amelia wanted to all but bury her head six feet underground. She couldn't handle the way he was heatedly staring at her, as though already imagining the three thousand and one ways he could murder her for daring to utter such things.

As Amelia was debating whether to apologize once more, or straight up take off her heels and make a run for it, Matteo spoke once more. He said those words in such a soft voice that Amelia thought she had mistaken him.

"But I want you to do it again," he muttered, his voice as soft as the flutter of a butterfly's wing.

Amelia blinked. "Eh?"


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