Amelia immediately reacted and carefully removed the self- consciously expensive coverall from the bag, but Eve scowled in disgust, "Please use a little discretion when picking out my clothes, this color looks like I'm going to a funeral!"
Amelia's hand shook and she said in a bit of a panic, "I didn't mean it like that. I saw that you usually wear plainer clothes, so I bought a plain white one, thinking you'd like it."
Patrick was worried that Amelia would be accused again, so he helped her out of her predicament, "I think this dress suits you quite well, demure and elegant."
Amelia couldn't help but hide a smile as Patrick's words instantly brought her energy back.
But Eve thought she's being provocative.
Eve wanted Amelia to understand that even if Patrick was on Amelia's side, she was the one with the most authority in their house!
"This dress is the inferior of silk dresses both in color and texture. I'll be made fun of by my friends if I wear it. If you don't want to pay me for a nice dress just come clean with me. You don't need to buy such an inferior dress to trouble me"
Amelia felt terrible when Eve belittled the set dress she bought. Luckily, the store allowed returns and she relented, saying, "I'll take this dress back this afternoon...."
"Do it now instead of the afternoon." Eve interrupted her leisurely, she didn't understand the painstaking work of Amelia.
Amelia nodded stiffly, and to make sure that the clothes she bought would please Eve, she asked, "Why don't you come with me, you have a good eye and I'm sure you can pick out the clothes you want."
Eve snorted and looked at her like she was an idiot, "You want me to go out in these pajamas? Are you crazy?"
Amelia stopped talking and silently walked away with the newly purchased set of dresses, changing into her shoes.
Eve had been making things difficult for Amelia, and Patrick, who witnessed the whole process from the sidelines, couldn't bear it either. Eve's clothes always cost tens of thousands of dollars, many of which were custom- made by famous foreign designers and then flown in, so, no matter what Amelia bought, it was impossible to satisfy Eve.
After a moment's thought, Patrick took out his phone and sent a text message to Amelia.
Before Amelia returned home after a hard day's work, Eve had made up many reasons to give her a hard time. However, when Amelia took out the clothes, Eve's demeanor changed and she was amazed.
Amelia smiled as she showed the dress and introduced it, "Don't you think this is a good one? It would have looked even better with a little shawl."
Eve calmed herself and then said, "Did you get these clothes from my closet?" "Yeah." Amelia laughed heartily, thanks to Patrick's reminder that instead of aimlessly shopping for clothes, she should go to The Hopper Family and ask the maid to pick up a few of her outfits from Eve's wardrobe.
Eve didn't know what to say when confronted with a costume she had spent a fortune on, and she would never criticize her own clothes for being bad.
"Amelia, you, you're obviously taking advantage of me!"
Amelia was speechless.
Patrick then said, "Mom, didn't you have a friend over to the house? It's almost time, so you quickly change your clothes, and Amelia and I will go to the kitchen to help prepare some fruit." Then Patrick turned around and looked to Amelia.
"Yes!" Amelia was so nervous.
Patrick said, "Follow me."
Amelia followed him nicely, and even though they fought a lot, Patrick helped her when the time was right!
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