A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 570

After Amelia came back, she had been living in the Xis. She didn't go anywhere else. Every day, she played with Chester and sent Kerr to school. Nacho didn't force her to work, but he hoped that she could have something to do, which was better than being bored and staring blankly.

Mignon told Nacho that she often saw Amelia in a daze. She was worried about Amelia's mental condition, so she asked Nacho to persuade Amelia to work.

No matter what Amelia wanted to do, Nacho and Cedric would support her.

No matter what kind of job she wanted to do, Cedric and Nacho would agree.

"I don't want to go anywhere.1' Amelia looked at Nacho in a trance, then shook her head and said.

"Do you want to have your own shop? If you want to open a shop, I will buy you one in a prime site. You can sell everything you want." Nacho looked at Amelia and said with worried eyes.

"Nacho, you don't have to worry about me. I don't want to go to your company or Cedric's company. I want to... find a job by myself. I don't want to be watched by others every day." Amelia looked at Nacho helplessly, went forward and held Nacho's arm.

Looking at the cute expression on Amelia's face, Nacho raised his hand to rub her cheeks and said, "Okay, you can do whatever you want. If you have no money, tell me."

"How can I have no money? I don't spend much money. I want to be a reporter. I've contacted a newspaper office and I'll go for an interview tomorrow."

"A reporter?" Hearing that Amelia wanted to be a reporter, Nacho frowned.

"Being a reporter is good, I can improve myself. Don't worry about me. I just want to try a different job, and I think being a reporter is very nice." Amelia blinked her eyes and said to Nacho with a smile.

Looking at Amelia's happy face, Nacho let out a sigh of relief.

He reached out his hand and said while touching her pink cheeks, "Okay, as long as you like it."

Leaning against Nacho's arms, Amelia's happy face turned somewhat weak and pale.

When she looked out of the window, her beautiful eyes were full of loneliness and sorrow.

She wondered if her child was living a good life with Bradley.

Would Bradley be bad to him?

No... he wouldn't. No matter how Bradley hated her, he wouldn't vent his anger on their child, would he?

After all, he was Bradley's own child.

Bradley stayed in the hospital for a whole day. When Nelly knew that the child was hospitalized, her heart was full of disdain, but she did not dare to show it in front of Bradley. The next day, she cooked a pot of chicken soup and took it to the hospital to see the child.

When she went there, Bradley was lying on the edge of the bed and holding the child's soft fingers. Nelly looked at the child on the hospital bed with a faint of annoyance in her gentle eyes.

The child had such a severe fever yesterday, but he didn't die. He was really... strong and lucky.

She thought that the child would definitely die.

"Why are you here?" When Nelly looked at Christ in a daze, Bradley saw her. He looked at Nelly calmly and asked with slight disdain in his eyes.

Nelly came to sense and looked at Bradley. She said, "I just... came to see Christ. When I went back today, the housekeeper told me that Christ was in hospital. I am very worried about him."

"He's fine. You can go back. I'll take care of him here." Bradley waved his hand to Nelly impatiently.

In the past, Bradley was very gentle to Nelly, but he seemed to have no patience with Nelly after he fell in love with Amelia.

Nelly's face was slightly twisted and stiff.

She didn't expect that Bradley would say these words to her so straightforwardly.

She pinched her palm, took a deep breath and said again, "Bradley... You didn't sleep last night and has been taking care of Christ. Go back to sleep first. I will take care of Christ here. You have to go to work today."

"No, he's my son. I'll look after him." Bradley refused Nelly's request coldly, which made Nelly's face extremely embarrassed.

She looked at Bradley as if she had been wronged and said in low spirits, "Bradley, I am your wife. No matter what, Christ is my son too. I should take care of him, shouldn't I?"

"You're just my fiancee. Besides, Christ is my son. He has nothing to do with you." There was a hint of displeasure in Bradley's eyes after he heard what Nelly said.

He looked at Nelly with apathy and said with hostile eyes.

Nelly didn't expect that Bradley would say such heartless words. Her breathing trembled. She looked at Christ's white and tender cheeks with hatred, and her heart was full of malice.

Just when Bradley and Nelly did not speak, Christ, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and burst into tears.

"Woo-woo..."

Bradley got so anxious when he heard Christ crying. He was at a loss and said, "Christ, what's wrong?"

However, how could Christ say anything? He just kept crying in a loud voice.