Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 963

Her words sent Patrick into dead silence.

Upon seeing Patrick's expression darkened, Amelia, who was all this while watching their interaction, finally burst out laughing.

Her laughter immediately attracted stares from Patrick and Ashley.

Standing with arms akimbo, Ashley grumbled in annoyance, "Eh, aunty! Patrick and I are fighting now because of you! Not only you didn't stop the fight, you find it entertaining when watching us. You're such a culprit!"

Patrick, too, was staring at her with a ferocious expression. She guessed Patrick was trying to deliver the same message as Ashley.

Amelia could even tell his unspoken monologue. Surely he must be thinking that she was the last person to entitle to laugh since the commotion started because of her. He would not have to suffer from such humiliation had he not trying to speak for her.

Clearing her throat, Amelia put on a stern expression before she said, "Alright Ashley, I guess you already have enough fun, hadn't you? Patch up with your homework now. You have tons of time to be with your uncle tonight. You can take the chance to mend your relationship with your uncle that is now ruined because of me."

"Mm, this sounds much better." Ashley finally settled down from her restlessness in satisfaction.

At the sight of this, Patrick shot Amelia a disapproving glance and said sternly, "You're going to spoil her."

Undefeated, Amelia fired back, "You sound as if you had never pampered her."

The kid's room was separated by two settings at this moment.

On one setting, Amelia and Andrew were sitting on the floor with legs crossed while playing chess.

Amelia used to play chess at her young age.

Back then, when Amelia was yet a grown-up, George had arranged a variety of extra-curricular classes for her.

However, none of them had successfully developed into her strength due to Amelia's rebellion against her father.

She used to think that it was because of George's change of identity and status that he had to cultivate her undiscovered talents. She was no more than someone who was connected to him by blood that was not supposed to bring him shame.

And it was all down to a matter of pride.

In order to always make him feel proud, Amelia became the one who suffered from his pride. There was no way possible that she was going to feel justified.

For instance, she was asked to present a speech in a foreign language or perform a talent whenever her house was having a guest.

She did not want to become a tool for her father to show off, not especially after the death of Petty Simmons.

"Auntie Amelia, it's your turn."

Amelia was so engaged in her thought that Andrew had to remind her.

"Yeah, sure!" Collecting herself from the thought, she made another move based on the scatted piece of memory that she could hardly recollect.

At the sight of this, Andrew spoke in a serious manner, "Amelia, why did you keep falling into my trap? Are you belittling me?"

Upon closer inspection of the tabulation of the pieces, Amelia realized that Andrew was right. She hurriedly said, "Can I redo it?"

Andrew said, "You will be offending the touch-move rule then." "Alright."

Amelia said, "It's your turn."

On his next move, Andrew captured the piece that Amelia had just moved.

"You're not going to let me win, are you?" Amelia sighed.

Upon deliberating, Andrew finally said, "Or we don't count it this time?"

Amelia could tell that Andrew himself was dejected at the idea of cheating during chess playing. But in order to not injure her feeling, he had brought himself to compromise his principle.

She was moved by his thoughtfulness. Meanwhile, she could not help feeling embarrassed. Even a kid knew that the touch-move rule was an absolute one to be complied with. As an adult, she could not have let the kid make such an exception for her even if this would mean that she was going to lose this match to him.

"I can restore the piece to the chess board." Andrew said again.

"Hold on." Amelia immediately stopped him before he put his words into action. She then said indifferently, "You sound certain of a fact that I'm going to lose without this piece! Oh come on, I'm not that weak! Go ahead, kiddo."

Upon hearing this, Andrew's eyes sparkled with excitement. He was convinced that Amelia had not shown her full potential.

Hence during the following match, Andrew barely made any mistake in his move. Amelia was not sure how to describe her feeling at the moment.