Daddy, don't flirt

“Oh my gosh!”
Everyone is stunned when they see Jamie.
Whatever Jamie’s make-up lacks, obviously, her beautiful gown makes up for it.
“Gorgeous!” Amelia’s eyes are filled with admiration. If she can, she’ll definitely asks Derek to proposes to her and marry her.
Looking at the gown, Amelia wants to be a bride.
“Well, Amelia, you haven’t told me why I am here,” Jamie asks, feeling strained as everybody is watching her.
Amelia is willing to tell Jamie everything, but Dan asks her to keep the secret.
“Hehe, I’ve told you that. You’ll get it soon. Take it easy.” Amelia pushes Jamie back to the dressing table wand waves at the
stylists. “Come on. Come here.”
They hastily scurry to Jamie and open up their portable kit to take out their tools.
“Her hair doesn’t match the gown or the make-up. Hurry up and change it,” Amelia decisively orders, staring at Jamie in the
mirror.
Her hair looks perfect but it’s weird with the gown.
Although Amelia isn’t a professional stylist, she grows up in a fashionable atmosphere, and she cares about fashion trend. As
fastidious as she is, she does have a gift for fashion.
The stylists follow Amelia’s lead and quickly remove Jamie’s headwear, designing a new hairstyle for her.
“The gown is so beautiful. Who’s its designer?” Jamie wants to have some small talks with Amelia while her stylists are busy with
her hair.
Amelia confusedly looks at Jamie, “You don’t remember your own design?”
“What?” Jamie is confused about her words and wants ask more, but Amelia turns to discuss something with a stylist.
It takes them over two hours to finish all the girly stuff. Amelia covers Jamie’s eyes with the band again.

Jamie doesn’t ask any questions as she is clever enough to guess it’s her husband whom she will meet. And all she has to do is
to quietly follow the lead.
Outside the manor, Amelia brings Jamie out of the car.
Under their feet is a red welcome carpet goes all the way to the doorstep of the house.
There are soft flower pedals on the carpet.
Amelia leads Jamie to walk on the carpet, while herself is not on the carpet.
Because it’s prepared for Jamie.
Jamie can feel that there are soft things under her feet, which gets her more curious.
“Amelia, where are we going now?”
“To the most beautiful place in the world,” Amelia answers. She gently smiles as she finds a person walking to them to pick up
Jamie.
Jamie nods and quietly follows Amelia.
“Jamie, I was wrong to hurt you, and I even pretended to make friends with you to ruin your life,” Amelia can’t help but to confess
to Jamie as she is about to leave Jamie for the next person.
Jamie cocks her head and prepares herself for Amelia’s confession.
Amelia continues, “When I was a little girl, I regarded you as my sister, for you are outgoing and friendly, which made me feel
good. Plus, I was impressed that you could defeat my brother in any argument.
“I used to be so dependent upon you. Every time I made a mistake, I hid behind your back so as to avoid my punishment.”
“But I never imagined that you could leave me there alone, yet you never came back to find me.”
Amelia’s voice is calm with a touch of relief.
It’s painful for Jamie to know the fact, and she holds Amelia’s hand tight and gently apologizes, “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s all right.” Amelia shakes her head as they are closer to the man. “If I hadn’t been trapped in that warehouse for nights, I
wouldn’t have blamed you. Every time I fell asleep, there would be the warehouses in my nightmare where I found nobody but
endless darkness. Neither you nor my brother came to my recue when I screamed desperately in the dark.
“The more nightmares I suffered from, the more hateful you became, as I blamed my mental illness on you. However, my mom
didn’t blame you, and she just took me abroad and found a famous psychologist for me.”
“I thought I’d recover from the phantom horror, at least forget you and your guilt, but I couldn’t make it. I just didn’t want to let it
go.”
Finally, they walk up to the man waiting for them. Amelia turns to Jamie and says, “I thought I’d hate you forever, even if I’d get
rid of the nightmares, but you know what I wants to tell you most?”
Amelia gently lays Jamie’s hand in the palm of the person and watches Jamie turns around, then Amelia says with smile, “Sister
Jamie.”
Jamie is deeply touched by the two simple words, tears trickling down her cheeks.
“I hear you,” Jamie says without turning back.
Amelia looks at her back and feels relieved as she has Jamie’s forgiveness.
“Who are you?” Jamie tilts her head and asks.
“Mrs. Jamie, it’s me.” There comes Alma’s calm voice.
It’s Alma. Jamie gets relaxed. “Are you okay, Alma?”
Dan tells Jamie when she was kidnapped by Ryan, Alma also disappeared. She has been worried about Alma as she hasn’t
seen Alma’s coming back, but now Alma’s beside her.
“I’m fine. Thank you, Mrs. Jamie.” Alma always sounds indifferent but not too cold.
Jamie nods and follows Alma’s lead until the next one holds her hand.
“Long time no see, Jamie.” Here comes July’s voice.

Jamie gets more curious about Dan’s secret plan. Why do so many people come to escort her?
“Yeah, like ages,” Jamie answers, “July, are there many people nearby?”
She feels there should be lots of people gathering around, but she can’t see anything or hear any voices, which makes her
wonder if she misreads the vibe.
July glances around and gets surprised at her keen sense. However, she denies, “No. Just you and me.”