Knowing that Amelia Smith felt tense and unfamiliar in their presence.
Kevin Clark and Hugo Clark went to the hospital balcony, and William Lane took his meal to the balcony as well.
Only Charlotte Lane and her sister Olivia Lane were left chatting with Amelia Smith.
âSister-in-law, how did you meet my brother? Was it at the Dance Association?â Olivia Lane asked curiously.
âNo, we met a long time ago. He helped me with a favor,â Amelia Smith replied.
âA long time ago?â Olivia Lane exclaimed in surprise, âHow old were you then?â
âFourteen,â Amelia Smith answered honestly.
Charlotte Lane glanced at her.
âFourteen!â Olivia Lane suddenly raised her voice, âNot even sixteen!â
William Lane, who was on the balcony, heard Olivia Laneâs shout: ââ¦â¦â¦â
Kevin Clark, who hadnât married his wife yet, dared not speak and remained silent.
Arthur North, who had already married his wife, cast an accusing look at Kevin.
âI only met her when she was fourteen,â William Lane said softly.
Arthur North laughed lightly: âHow old is the little girl now?â
âWeâre on the same boat, why are you feeling superior?â William Lane said, âSeducing your niece.â
Arthur North said, âI didnât threaten Lila to get the marriage certificate.â
William Lane: ââ¦â¦.â
Arthur North raised his eyebrows.
Fearing that Amelia Smith would get tired, they stayed for a while before leaving when William finished his meal.
William Lane accompanied them out of the ward. At the entrance of the ward, Charlotte Lane said, âBrother, I would like to have a chat with you alone.â
William Lane thought for a moment, probably knowing what she wanted to say. He followed her to the end of the corridor.
The remaining people waited outside the ward for the siblings.
âBrother, I bear some responsibility for her injury, I am sorry,â Charlotte Lane began immediately.
William Laneâs brows slightly furrowed.
âI know Bella Reid is in love with you, I failed to handle it well⦠â
âBut didnât you have someone monitor her?â William Lane interrupted, âItâs her own malicious intention, and you were not responsible for her.â
Charlotte Lane paused for a moment before speaking, âArthur North told you about it.â
William Lane nodded: âHe told me this morning.â
Charlotte Lane: ââ¦â¦â
William Lane smiled and said, âLila, this has nothing to do with you. As for her, she only exposed a couple of tables at the wedding. She wanted to work with you, and you didnât agree. You have taught her a lesson, and thatâs enough. We are not murderers, and we canât just casually take someoneâs life.â
Charlotte Lane, her hands in her pockets, leaned against the wall and looked at William Lane.
âMoreover, you have already had someone monitor her. Without your person, I am afraid it would not have been so easy to rescue Amelia Smith,â William Lane continued.
Charlotte Lane remained silent.
William Lane said, âLila, donât always take responsibility upon yourself. Even if you make a mistake, the entire Lane Family will have your back. You donât have to worry, just do whatever you want.â
Charlotte Lane lifted the corner of her mouth.
William Lane touched her head and said, âNever say âsorryâ to your brother again. In my eyes, there is no mistake you or Olivia could make.â
âMhm.â
William Lane smiled gently, then said, âIs Arthur North giving me dagger looks?â
Charlotte Lane turned her head to look, and Arthur North looked normal. He even smiled at her from the distance: âDaggering.â
William Lane shook his head, âMen.â
â¦
Amelia Smith stayed in the hospital for three days. Before being discharged, she went to see her mother.
Her motherâs name was Andrews Lily. She was also in the same hospital but on a different floor.
When Amelia Smith went to visit her, she saw that Evan Smith was about to leave.
The two met outside the elevator.
As Evan Smithâs arm was broken, the plaster had not been removed yet. However, the injuries in other places were almost healed.
The wound on his face had long disappeared.
Amelia Smith had changed her clothes and put on long sleeves to cover the bandaged part on her left hand.
But Evan Smith still saw it immediately.
Because the weather was so hot, very few people wore long-sleeved clothes.
He glanced down and saw a bit of gauze sticking out of her sleeve: âSister, what happened? Are you injured? Whatâs wrong with your arm?â
Evan Smith suddenly stepped forward, nervously asking. He wanted to touch her, but he was afraid of hurting her and didnât dare to move her.
âIs it you, what did you do to her!â Evan Smith suddenly looked at William Lane, glaring at him fiercely.
William Lane calmly met his gaze.
Amelia Smith interrupted their staring: âIâm fine, just accidentally injured. Itâs been a few days, and itâs almost healed. Howâs your arm?â
âIâll get the plaster removed in a couple of days.â Evan Smith looked at her arm, âIs it a serious injury? Where is it hurt? What caused it?â
âNot serious, itâs fine.â Amelia Smith said, âDid you just go see Mom? How is she?â
âSheâs in good spirits.â Evan Smith said, âThe doctor gave her medicine, and her leg doesnât hurt anymore, so sheâs feeling much better.â
After he finished speaking, he looked at William Lane again.
Seeing Evanâs cautious eyes, William Lane voluntarily stepped aside, letting the siblings talk.
Seeing him walk away, Evan Smith took Amelia Smithâs left arm and walked further away, finding a quieter place: âSister, I did some research on him. Heâs the Young Master of the Lane family. Itâs the same Lane family behind your Dance Association, the one Teacher Ortiz belongs to.â
âYes, I know.â Amelia Smith said.
âIs he bullying you? Or forcing you?â Evan Smith knew that his sister was beautiful and easily attracted unwanted attention.
He was worried, especially when dealing with someone as powerful as William Lane.
Amelia Smith turned to look at William Lane.
William Lane smiled at her like he was teasing a child.
Amelia Smith turned her gaze back and said: âEvan, he hasnât bullied me, he hasnât forced me, and heâs been good to me. Weâve got the certificate.â
After listening to her words, Evan Smith was unresponsive for nearly a minute.
Finally, he responded, his face pale and somewhat frightening: âSister, you married him? Of your own volition?â
Amelia Smith nodded.
Evan Smith opened and closed his mouth, then suddenly said, âHeâs so old! Heâ¦â
Amelia Smith: â!!!â
âHow can he be happy aboutâ¦â
His voice was too loud, and Amelia Smith quickly covered his mouth: âLower your voice.â
Evan Smith stopped talking.
Amelia Smith let go of him and said, âHeâs not old. Heâs just a little older, but age is just a number. Why measure it by a number?â
âButâ¦â
âWeâre already married.â Amelia Smith interrupted him.
Evan Smith swallowed the words he wanted to say.
The siblings fell silent for a while, then Evan Smith asked, âDid he take care of Momâs hospitalization?â
Amelia Smith nodded.
Ever since Evan arrived at the hospital, he felt something strange. He asked the doctor, but the doctor didnât say anything.
He suspected if it was William Lane who did all these things.
Then, thinking about William Lane, he wondered if his sister was being bullied.
But the two had actually gotten their certificate.
With William Laneâs status, if it were just for fun, why get the certificate?
âSister, do you like him?â Evan Smith asked.
Amelia Smith nodded again: âI like him. Iâve liked him for many years.â
Evan Smith looked at her, saw her expression, and knew she wasnât lying. So he had nothing more to say.
After another moment of silence, he said, âDo you know where Dad is? Mom said she hasnât seen him for several days.â
Amelia Smithâs face grew colder: âI know.â
Seeing her expression, Evan Smith suddenly became nervous: âDid he do something again?â
âMmm.â
Evan Smith thought of William Lane, his whole body tense, and he swallowed hard: âHeâ¦â
âHeâs at the place where Iâm staying now.â Amelia Smith said, âIâll talk to him, and then you can take him away.â
Evan Smith sighed with relief, and after a pause said: âOkay.â