The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

Unable to open the car door, Amelia gripped her seat belt and looked at William: “I won’t go in. If you drag me in there, I’ll shout and tell people inside that you’re forcing me, and then I’ll call the police on you.”

William smiled: “Alright, you can try.”

Amelia furrowed her brow, biting her lower lip: “Young Master Lane, what’s there to like about me? I have no prestigious background, no impressive education, no abilities…”

Amelia’s voice grew quieter.

Noticing no change in William’s tone, he said, “I like your face.”

Amelia was shocked: “How can you be so superficial?”

“Is there anything wrong with that?” William defended himself.

“I, I…” Amelia was speechless.

William continued: “Then tell me why you don’t like me?”

Amelia gripped her seatbelt, not knowing what to say.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” William prompted.

Amelia looked down, thinking to herself: how could she tell him that he was too good for her?

“Amelia Smith…” William called her name again.

Suddenly, Amelia blurted out: “You are older.”

William felt as if he had been stabbed in the lung.

Amelia sneaked a glance at him and quickly looked away, not daring to speak.

There was a sudden moment of silence in the car. Amelia lowered her head, and saw William using his cell phone, seemingly chatting with someone.

After about a minute, William handed her his cell phone.

Amelia didn’t know why he was handing her his phone but took it anyway.

She saw a photo on the screen the moment she got the phone.

It was a photo of his younger brother. The image wasn’t very clear, as if it was taken from a surveillance camera, but she could still see his face covered in injuries.

He was curled up on the ground, wearing black clothes that didn’t show much, but there was blood on his neck and hands.

Amelia trembled at the sight.

“There’s more,” William, feeling utterly despicable, urged her to continue looking.

With trembling fingers, Amelia swiped to the next photos.

There were more images taken from different angles, even more horrifying than the first.

Unable to bear it any longer, Amelia closed the phone and looked at William: “What did you do to him? What have you done to him?”

Looking at her pale lips and reddened eyes, William took a shallow breath and said, “What did I do to him? He was with a group of people who broke into my place yesterday. Of course, their ultimate goal was to take my life.”

Amelia’s eyelashes trembled: “How is that possible?”

“It’s true,” William swallowed, his throat painfully dry. “By last night, Evan Smith was the only one left from his group.”

“What do you mean?” This was the first time Amelia had ever shown fear in front of William.

“Just what you’re thinking,” William wiped away her tears and then said, “Amelia, I need a reason to let him live.”

“William Lane, you…” Amelia stared at him in disbelief.

“You have half an hour to think about it; whether you leave or go inside with me” William gently rubbed her head and took her ID, “So I can decide what to do about Evan Smith.”

As the car door closed, tears fell onto William’s phone.

Standing outside the car, William took a deep breath, cursing himself while heading into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

It didn’t take half an hour for Amelia to get out of the car and enter the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Her eyes were filled with red blood vessels from crying.

William looked at the young girl in front of him.

Amelia whispered, “I want to see him.”

“Alright,” William replied, “We will go after we finish.”

Amelia, with her tear-stained eyes, was asked several times by the staff if she was entering into the marriage of her own accord.

Amelia Smith just mechanically nodded her head.

Finally, William Lane said there was an emergency at her home, and the two finally got their marriage certificates.

The moment Amelia got her marriage certificate, the first thought in her head was that if she ever wanted to get married again, it would be a second marriage.

However, as soon as this idea emerged in her head, the marriage certificate was taken away.

William Lane put both marriage certificates in his pocket.

Amelia had nothing in her hands and looked at William Lane, saying, “I want to see Daniel.”

William Lane gestured for her to get in the car.

…

Amelia thought William Lane was going to take her to some secret location.

Unexpectedly, he took her to the hospital.

When they arrived at the ward, Daniel Harrisonbless was receiving an IV drip on the bed, his head wrapped in gauze, the wounds on his face treated and swollen.

His left arm was also in a cast, though it was unknown how the rest of him was faring.

As soon as the door to the ward opened, Daniel opened his eyes and looked toward the entrance.

William Lane saw the viciousness and murderous intent in his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

However, the moment Daniel saw Amelia, the murderous intent in his eyes intensified, mixed with fear.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he got out of bed immediately. Due to the sudden movement, the IV needle was pulled out from his hand. The back of his hand was cut, the IV pad immediately dyed red, and blood dripped onto the floor.

“Daniel.”

Amelia immediately entered the room to help him.

With an injury to his abdomen, Daniel could not stand up straight but still pulled Amelia behind him first.

He didn’t know who William Lane was and wasn’t sure whose boxing ring it was last night.

However, anyone who could easily come and go from here and be so respectful to the person watching him must be related to last night’s events.

He stared at William Lane, “If you have a problem, come at me. It has nothing to do with her.”

William Lane smiled faintly.

Amelia helped him, “Daniel, I’m fine. You sit first.”

“Sister…”

“Sit first.” Amelia made him sit on the bed.

As Daniel sat on the bed, he looked at William Lane. “Sister, are you okay? Did he do anything to you? Did he bully you?”

“If I bullied her, what do you plan to do?” William Lane said softly.

Just about to get up, it seemed Daniel was itching to fight William Lane.

But Amelia held him back, “Don’t move. Just sit. I’m fine.”

Hearing his sister’s anger, Daniel didn’t dare move.

Amelia turned her head to look at William Lane.

William Lane smiled, “You two talk, I’ll go outside.”

As soon as he left, Daniel clutched Amelia’s hand, looking anxious. “Sister, did you make any deals with him to let me go? What did he do to you?”

Amelia looked at the blood flowing down his hand, “No, we’ve known each other for a long time. He helped me change my name. What happened to you? What on earth are you doing to yourself?”

With his head down, Daniel remained silent.

“I’ve said it before, he is him, you are you.” Amelia was very angry. “He didn’t take the money, but I would give it to him one day.”

“But all the money is for raising me.” Daniel whispered softly, his head down. “Big Sister and Second Sister were forced to marry for my sake. And you weren’t even allowed to study. You took up a part-time job to make money, and it was taken away.”

“So?” Amelia said, “You like this? You risk your life to make money? Everyone is raising you, but you’re risking your life as a joke! Can’t you live up to yourself, let alone others?”

“Sister.” Daniel tugged at Amelia’s clothes, “I was wrong, don’t be mad.”

Amelia pulled her hand away.

With his hand on his lap holding his pants, Daniel dared not speak…