coobybook Chapter 67 - 67: I'm Sorry
Chapter 67 - 67: I'm Sorry
The following morning, Amelia opened her eyes lazily as the bright morning sunlight sipping through the parted curtain assaulted her eyes. She slowly sat up, wincing at the pain that emanated from her lower region, a reminder of her wild but passionate night. She lifted her hand to her forehead and massaged her aching head, her throat parched and her lips a bit dry.
She slowly turned her head to her right side in
Amelia's face slowly turned pinkish-red in embarrassment. She buried her face in her mug, not daring to look up at him.
"What difference would it have made?"
"A lot." Blaze felt stung by her somewhat cold response, which bore a hint of regret and slight anger. "I thought you were..." He paused not wanting to be so blunt.
"You had been withJerry for a long time. So I thought you two were intimate."
"Well, you thought wrong." Amelia didn't like where this conversation was going especially with the mention of Jerry's name, reminding her of his betrayal. She dropped the mug on the tray and attempted to climb down from the bed on the other side. But Blaze quickly stopped her, removing the tray from the bed to prevent it tea from spilling and hurting her.
"Blaze, please, I'm not in the mood for this. My headaches, my body hurts and I have to be at work by 10:00 AM for an important meeting." Amelia said looking away from him, tears pulling in her eyes.
"I promise I won't take much of your time." Blaze's tone was pleading as he slowly turned her chin to face him, deeply hurt by the tears welling up in her eyes.
"I swear, if you had told me last night, I would have stopped. You have no idea how much I..." Blaze sighed, unsure what to say without hurting her deeper.
Amelia stared at him intensely, believing his words. She lowered her gaze, allowing her tears to fall as she spoke from her heart.
"I was keeping it for the right moment. It's what's going to be my gift to my husband. I wanted him to be my first. But I got betrayed and I wanted to get rid of it since it reminded me of my stupidity." She looked up to meet his hurt gaze.
"It could have been you or any other random man. I certainly don't care. I'm done trusting or loving a man. So, you don't have to feel guilty about anything or liable for how I feel. I'm a big girl and I know what I want. I consented to it even though I didn't prepare for it last night. I still do not regret my actions."
Amelia tilted her gaze sideways, more tears falling down her reddened cheeks. She hated the fact that she couldn't control her emotions or stop her tears from falling.
Blaze clenched his teeth, disgusted at himself even more. He knew Amelia was not being truthful about her last statement. If she didn't regret what she did, then she won't be crying.
"I'm sorry, Amelia," Blaze said softly.
Amelia was stunned by his words. She couldn't believe what her ears were hearing. This was the first time since she met him that he was genuinely saying those two magical words to her. It wasn't like the forced apology he gave her back at the restaurant to please his mother. This was more unique and very special, melting her beating heart.
Blade's next action left her completely breathless. He lifted the back of her hands to his lips and planted a soft kiss on it, almost ticking all her check boxes on her ideal type of man.
"Please, let me help you take away your pain this morning. I promise I won't do any other thing. I have already prepared your warm bath."
Amelia felt enthralled by his tenderness towards her. It made her feel less disgusted with herself. She held his genuine gaze and nodded her head, her heart thumping in her chest.
"Okay."
"Okay." Blaze smiled as he gently carried her out of the bed, stealing a quick disappointed glance at the blood-stained sheet as he disappeared into the bathroom.
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Amelia arrived at her company just in time before the arrival of her new investor. She was in her office going through some important files when she got a call from her lawyer saying that Jerry had paid the divorce settlement fee and other compensation fees without breaking a sweat.
"Gwen!" Amelia chuckled bitterly, her mood turning sour.