Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Chapter 102 Stephen Returned Home

When Stephen walked into the arrival hall, he immediately looked around for Amy in the crowd. It had

been four months, and he missed his daughter very much.

However, he did not see Amy. Just when he got a little disappointed, someone walked over and said,

"You must be Mr. Stephen. I have been waiting for you. Please come with me." The man took

Stephen's bags and led him forward.

"You are?" Stephen wondered why his daughter hadn't come.

"I'm here to pick you up. Your daughter is not well and can't come. It's too crowded here." The man

explained to Stephen.

In fact, Amy was probably still angry with Richard. She was going to pick up her father this morning.

However, she wasn’t feeling well today. She kept throwing up and couldn't eat anything.

Therefore, Richard asked her to stay home. And he called for a doctor to put her on intravenous drip.

"Amy was ill?" Stephen was very nervous. Amy didn't have her mother around since childhood. He had

brought her up by himself.

"No. She is pregnant and has morning sickness. The master is worried about her and didn't let her go

out. Don't worry. Mr. Miller, you will see her when we get there." The man explained.

Stephen was relieved that his daughter's sickness was caused by pregnancy instead of diseases. Her

mother also had morning sickness when she was carrying Amy. At that time, Stephen spared no efforts

to take care of her. Although she left him afterwards, Stephen did not regret it.

"Matt is really a good man. He has always been nice to Amy." Stephen said with a smile.

The man didn't know what to answer. Matt? The manager of Wilson Group? What did he have to do

with Mrs. Carter?

When they arrived at the villa, the man quickly showed Stephen in. Amy was lying in the living room on

a drip while Richard had gone to work. Amy was still annoyed and didn't want him around.

"Amy!" Stephen felt like crying when he saw his daughter's pale face.

"Dad! How's your journey? Is everything alright?" A smile brightened her face when Amy saw her

father.

"It's alright. Amy, are you feeling better? I heard that you had morning sickness. You must be careful. It

may be helpful to eat something sour. Your mother used to eat that when she was pregnant." Stephen

said.

He told the servant beside him to get something sour for Amy.

Some oranges were soon brought to Amy.

Stephen went to wash his hands and peeled one.

"This one should be sour enough. Have a try. You will like it." Stephen gave one piece to her.

Amy took a bite. It was not sour at all to her.

Robin was stunned. He had just tried one. The taste was so strong that he couldn't help swallowing as

he recalled it.

"It's yummy. I want more." Amy liked this flavor. It was sweet to her.

Amy soon finished the whole orange.

She wanted another one, but was stopped by Stephen. She would find other food tasteless after eating

the oranges. Besides, having too much sour food would do harm to her teeth.

The orange had relieved much of Amy's sickness. She felt better now.

"Dad, how's your health?" Looking at her father, who was smiling to her, Amy thought of Richard. If it

weren't for him, her father might have died.

"I'm good. I had many tests before I got discharged from the hospital. And there was no problem. The

doctor said that I was one of the patients who had fully recovered in their hospital." Stephen was

delighted that he had got well again.

"That's great. Dad, you haven't had a meal yet, have you? I've asked people to prepare some food for

you. You can go and eat something. We will continue talking later." The intravenous drip was about to

be finished. Amy wanted to have a talk with him after it was over.

Robin took Stephen to the dining room. The dishes had been served before he arrived. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"This place doesn't look like Amy's home. I remember that Matt and Amy lived in an apartment. When

did it become a villa?" The house was so big that Stephen was confused.

"Mr. Miller, please have your meal. You must be hungry now." Robin said to Stephen with a smile.

Amy would explain to him. It was not proper for others to say anything.

"Right. I do feel hungry." Having been abroad for more than four months, Stephen missed the food of

his motherland.

He couldn't eat anything for a long time before the operation. And when he was finally allowed to eat,

Stephen found that he didn't like those food. Therefore, he had seldom got a full stomach.

Looking at the domestic cuisine, Stephen was excited.

He almost finished all the dishes. Robin was shocked and suddenly understood why Mrs. Carter had a

good appetite. Like father, like daughter.

Stephen put down the fork and started to heap praise on the food. He told Robin that he hadn't eaten

any domestic dishes for a long time, and he felt that the food of his country was the best.

When Stephen finished his meal, the intravenous drip was also over. He went back to the living room.

"Amy, when did you move here? This house should be very expensive. Matt is just a manager. How

could he afford this?" Stephen was afraid that his daughter had taken a loan. It would take a long time

to pay off.

"Dad, I divorced Matt." Amy knew that she could not hide it from her father forever. Now that he had

recovered, he might be able to accept it.

"You divorced Matt? Why? What happened?" Stephen had been deceived by Matt. And he hadn’t

known that it was Matt who made him bankrupt.

"Dad, listen. I..." Amy roughly told Stephen how she was forced into divorcing shortly after she got

married. But she didn't say anything about the wedding night.

Stephen slapped the table fiercely, which almost broke it.

"How dare he!" Stephen was irritated by Matt’s behavior. Fortunately, he had a strong heart now,

otherwise, he would have passed out.

"It’s all over. And I've got benefits from my misfortune. Don't you think I'm better off now? Dad, your

son-in-law had paid for your heart surgery." Amy tried to divert him from anger, and she wanted

Stephen to get a good impression of Richard.