Chapter 674Chapter 674
Under Eleanor's request, Sean sent her to Amelia Winters' place in the end.
Amelia opened the door and saw that Eleanor had messy hair. Her sleeves were torn, and there were
abrasions on her arm. That sight made her panic as she asked, “What's wrong, Mrs. Hutton?”
Eleanor shook her head.
Sean explained, “Mom almost fell from a higher floor. I wanted to send her to the hospital to take care
of her wounds, but she insisted on visiting you. I have no idea if she has a broken bone or not when I
pulled her up earlier. Since she listens to you, can you ask her to go to the hospital?”
Amelia's mind was in a tangle. How did that happen in just about three hours? Why did she fall down
and get hurt? Can someone tell me what's going on?
She ushered them to sit on the couch before grabbing the medical kit. Oscar descended the stairs and
glanced at the injured Eleanor coldly.
When Amelia came back out with the medical kit, his expression softened.
“Let me treat her, Amelia.” Oscar took her medical kit. “Go prepare some fruits for Mrs. Hutton to eat.
It'll help reduce her shock.”
Amelia nodded and left. Oscar took that opportunity to bend down and open the medical kit. “I don't know what happened to
you, but can you take better care of yourself, Mrs. Hutton? Don't make Amelia feel bad. Since this is
the Hutton family's matter, there's no need to involve her.”
Eleanor's body froze.
Sean furrowed his eyebrows and lowered his voice as he said, “That sounds a bit too mean, Mr.
Clinton.”
Oscar raised his head. “Is it?”
Sean opened his mouth, but before he could retort, his mother stopped him with a shake of her head.
Eleanor replied weakly, “I'm sorry, Oscar. I didn't mean to cause Lia trouble. I just wanted to see her.”
Oscar pursed his lips and slowly treated her wounds.
Amelia brought out a plate of fruits and put them on the coffee table. She then examined Eleanor's arm.
“How is your arm, Mrs. Hutton? How about we go to the hospital?” Amelia asked, her heart aching.
Eleanor smiled. “I'm fine. It's just a minor scrape. It's not a big deal.”
Amelia nodded.
After Eleanor's wounds had been treated, Amelia suggested, “How about you and your son stay at my
place today, Mrs. Hutton? It's getting pretty late.” Eleanor's eyes glimmered as she looked at Amelia hopefully. However, when she thought that Oscar
didn't particularly welcome her arrival, she turned to him carefully.
Oscar sighed in his heart. The matriarch of the Hutton family has fallen so far from grace that she has
to look for other people's approval. I don't know what this old woman is thinking.
“You can take the guest room, Mrs. Hutton.”
Eleanor smiled.
After settling the older woman into the guest room, Amelia pulled Sean to the side and asked in a small
voice, “Can you tell me what exactly happened, Mr. Hutton?”
“Just call me Sean.” Sean smiled bitterly. “Mom and Dad had a fight. Mom has basically abandoned her
family for you. I don't know why her... obsession with you got so severe, so much so that she's willing to
throw away her decades-long marriage. That's what happened. I don't know if I should blame her for
not taking care of herself better or blame you for having such power that you can whisk her soul away.”
Amelia was perplexed.
She lowered her head and muttered, “I'm sorry. I didn't expect things to end up like that.” An ending like
that wasn't something she wanted to see.
Sean stared at her deeply. What exactly is so special about her? She managed to make Mom abandon
our family. Not only that, Mom even stops caring about how distant her relationship is with her children.Is Amelia really that good? I always thought Mom was just messing around, and that she'll come home
after she's had enough. It turns out she's not messing around. I really don't understand what's going on
in Mom's mind.
“I have a request that I hope you can fulfill, Mrs. Clinton.”
Amelia raised her head. “Go ahead.”
“Can you treat Mom better?”
Amelia raised her eyebrow.
“Just treat her better on account of how much she misses you. Don't hurt her,” Sean pleaded.
He was using his identity as a son to beg Amelia.
She smiled. “I'll do my best, Sean. She's a good elder, so I'll try to treat her well. But your father doesn't
like me, and I don't want the Hutton family to get involved in my life any longer.”
Sean thought for a second and promised, “I understand. I'll try to persuade my dad. You know, it's not a
bad thing for me to have a sister as great as you.”
Amelia smiled silently.
“I'll head back now. Take care of Mom.” Sean stood up.
“You're not staying?” “Yeah, I have to return to my father and sister. They're shocked, too.”
Amelia sent him to the entrance and out of the door. He bade goodbye and left.
Once he left, she closed the door and let out a sigh.
Oscar descended the stairs and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “What's
wrong? Not feeling happy?”
Amelia shook her head and turned around to hug him. “What do you say if I acknowledge her as my
mother, Oscar? I don't want to see her getting tormented like this.”
A human's heart isn't made of steel, after all. There was no way she wouldn't move by how well
Eleanor had been treating her.
Oscar patted her head and softly advised, “Do it if you want. I'll stand on your side.”
Amelia nodded.
“We should sleep. If there's anything else you want to talk about, it can be done tomorrow.” Oscar then
carried her to the second floor.
It was a dreamless night.
The next day, when Eleanor went downstairs, she saw Amelia walking out of the kitchen with a freshly
made breakfast. The younger woman smiled at her. “You're awake, Mom? Come and eat with us.” Eleanor was flabbergasted.
Amelia put the breakfast on the table as the older woman approached her. “What's wrong, Mom?”
Eleanor continued to stare at her in shock and absentmindedly sauntered toward her.
Slowly, Amelia pulled out a chair for her to sit on before serving her a bowl of oatmeal. “Enjoy, Mom.”
Eleanor's eyes turned red as she gazed at her. “Did you just call me Mom, Lia?”
Amelia sat on a nearby chair and held the older woman's hand. “I know both of us are connected by
blood, Mom, and that pretending to be otherwise makes both of us unhappy. Instead of hiding it any
longer, I decided I might as well embrace the truth. Are you not happy that I call you Mom?”
Eleanor shook her head and then nodded her head, unsure of how to respond.
“N-No, don't be mistaken, Lia. I-I'm just too happy because I never thought a day like this would come
so soon. I-I...” Eleanor was so emotional that she had trouble talking.
Amelia comforted, “Calm down, Mom. I'm here. I promise you that I'll try to close the gap between us
and make sure you don't feel lonely.”
The older woman nodded forcefully as tears streamed down her cheeks. “Good, good. I'm so happy
right now. I'm happy that you're willing to acknowledge me as your mother.” Oscar carried Tony downstairs. Amelia withdrew her hands, carried Tony, and then sat back down in
front of Eleanor again. She put Tony down and said, “Tony, call Granny.”
Tony raised his head and looked at his mother in confusion.
Amelia squatted down and stared back at him. “Be good, Tony. This is my biological mother. When I
was a little girl, I was separated from her. I just reunited with her. So, from now on, you need to treat
Granny like how you treat me, okay?”
Tony nodded before turning to Eleanor. “Hello, Granny.”
Eleanor immediately hugged him and choked out, “You're my darling grandson, Tony. I'm so happy right
now. This is the happiest day of my life.”
Oscar approached them and stared at the two of them hugging each other calmly.
It wasn't until Eleanor let go of the boy that he said, “Mom.”
The older woman stood up, somewhat flustered, and smiled warily. “Oscar, you...”
She was quite scared that Oscar would oppose the idea.
“Amelia has decided to acknowledge you as her mother. Since I'm her husband, it's only natural that I
acknowledge you as my mother-in-law. Amelia and I will be filial to you from today onward,” Oscar said
sincerely. Eleanor's eyes reddened again as she nodded. “Thank you, Oscar.”
Oscar pursed his lips. His attitude wasn't as warm as before.
After breakfast, Oscar received a call from his assistant. Apparently, a merchant who was scheduled to
come over next week had arrived early. As the host, Oscar had no choice but to show up at work.
Amelia sent him to the entrance and tidied his suit. “Will you be back for lunch?”
“I'll try. I'll give you a call if I can't.” Oscar kissed her lips gently. “If people from the Huttons come to
look for trouble because you acknowledge her as your mother, you must tell me about it. I don't want
you to suffer, okay?”
Amelia smiled. “Don't worry. I'm not as weak as you think I am. I can take care of this.”
Oscar believed in her capability, and so he left peacefully.
Eleanor, who was carrying Tony, approached her. “Lia.”
“What's wrong, Mom?” Amelia called without feeling awkward at all.
“I'm very happy today, Lia. Even if Oscar doesn't like me that much, I still want to reunite with you.”
“You're overthinking it, Mom. Oscar respects you a lot. He's just annoyed because the Huttons may
come and cause trouble. Now that I've acknowledged you as my mother, he'll treat you as an elder.”
Eleanor nodded, and her smile became brighter.