The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia and Jeremy) novel Chapter 575

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To her surprise, when Amelia opened the tent flap, she saw a soft glow.

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Squinting, she realized it was a small, clear glass bottle filled with fireflies, their tiny bodies. blinking gently.

She froze for a second, then instantly understood.

Picking up the glowing bottle, she smiled as warmth spread through her chest.

“That idiot couldn’t sleep and went to catch these, huh?” she muttered.

She knew exactly why he’d done it.

Smiling, she brought the bottle into the tent and zipped it shut.

In the pitch-dark tent, that soft glow flowed like light into the darkest corner of her heart.

It made her feel safe and warm.

Jeremy really knew how to do small romantic gestures.

Before she realized it, she finally drifted into a deep sleep.

Jeremy didn’t head back to his tent right away. After making sure Amelia was almost asleep, he turned and sat down on a chair-nearby.

“Why are you still up?”

As he sat, he noticed his friend was also awake, scrolling on his phone late into the night.

Harrison was so absorbed that he only noticed Jeremy when he spoke, startled into instinctively closing out of his social media feed.

“Wow, whose page were you stalking that hard? You looked nervous. I’ve been here a while, and you didn’t even notice.”

It was rare for Jeremy to tease that much at once.

He’d happened to catch a glimpse earlier. Harrison had clearly been scrolling through some woman’s posts,

“You just sat down. Don’t exaggerate.”

“Sure. So who was it? Amelia’s friend?”

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“Stop talking nonsense.” Harrison denied it instantly. “Since when are you this nosy?”

Seeing that classic guilty reaction, Jeremy snorted..

“Before people fall in love, they usually go through a phase like that.”

Jeremy picked up an unopened beer from the table, took a sip, and spoke like someone experienced.

And he did have experience.

Back when he first followed Amelia on Instagram, he’d also scrolled through her posts.

He did it again and again, never getting tired of it.

Back then, he hadn’t even realized he liked her. He’d told himself he was just curious, just killing time.

“Give it a rest. That trick doesn’t work on me,” Harrison said, opening his beer.

The two men chatted casually for a bit.

Jeremy’s gaze drifted toward a tent close to Amelia’s-the one belonging to Josie.

The light inside was still on, clearly showing she was awake and scrolling on her phone.

Suddenly, he thought that if his future wife’s best friend ended up with his buddy, that wouldn’t be bad at all.

It’d be even more useful if he ever annoyed his wife. He’d have an extra ally.

“Look at Ms. Hutton’s tent,” Jeremy said. “It’s tiny and basic. It’s getting cold tonight. Don’t you think you should be a little considerate?”

“What do you mean?” Harrison asked, confused.

“That tent can’t be comfortable. You really don’t get it?”

Harrison paused, then suddenly caught on.

“Tsk. Guys with girlfriends really are different. You’re way too thoughtful.”

“I’m only thoughtful to Amelia. I don’t care about anyone else.”

Harrison fell silent,

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He felt as if he didn’t do something now, he wouldn’t even qualify as a man.

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