"Amelia, you're the one I love..." He stopped and said in a low and deep voice. His voice seeped with
emotion.
Amelia trembled and looked at Lucian in disbelief. She shook her head and said, "No, we won't. We
just..."
Lucian covered her mouth with his again but only briefly. He released her and said seriously, "We're not
in a fake marriage anymore. We're in a real relationship. We're husband and wife."
"But.. But what about Sasha?" As much as she didn't want to meddle into their relationship, she had to.
She too had feelings for Lucian and his confession both terrified her and made her happy.
Why did Lucian say he loved her? Everything felt so dream-like.
"Sasha and I are just friends. I can't explain to you why and how we got here but I was afraid you were
too oblivious to figure out what's going on with us. I knew it was a risk but I had to tell you." This was
his first time confessing his love to a woman and much to his disappointment, it wasn't received well.
Women crawled after him and this was the first time that he actually reciprocated the feelings and
affection. He actually cared about her.
Only Amelia and the girl from his childhood had made him feel this way.
At this moment, all he wanted was to forget about their deal and just be in a real relationship with
Amelia.
"Lucian, you had a lot of wine tonight. Why..." Amelia couldn't believe her ears. She reached out her
hand to touch Lucian's forehead. Noticing that his temperature was normal, she asked in confusion,
"Did you have a fight with Sasha?"
Lucian grabbed Amelia's hand and said softly, "We can do this. We can be in a real relationship. You
probably need time to process all of this and you can do that. When you get home, you can think about
it. But I laid out my cards tonight. I meant every word and it came from the bottom of my heart."
Then he pressed his lips against Amelia's hand. With that, he turned on the car engine and started
driving again.
As he was driving, Amelia turned to look at him–his eyes were gleaming as if they were stars in the
night sky.
She was still having trouble processing all of this. She couldn't believe that Lucian had actually fallen in
love with her.
When they arrived at the SJ Garden, Amelia rushed upstairs and locked the door.
Finally, she was alone. After what felt like a million years of holding her breath, she rubbed her chest
and took a deep breath. Thinking of the kiss still made her feel all tingly inside.
Before Lily could say anything, Amelia had already rushed upstairs.
Watching Amelia rush upstairs made Lucian grin.
"Mr. Lucian, what happened to Mrs. Amelia?" Quizzically, Lily turned her head and looked at Lucian.
Suddenly, the smile disappeared on his face and he said coldly, "If Fannie comes back, tell me right
away and don't allow her to go upstairs."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lucian. I promise it won't happen again," Lily apologized.
Amelia was in such a rush that she had forgotten to take Iris's portrait with her.
After returning the portrait to its altar, Lucian made a small bow and solemnly said, "Mom, I promise to
make Amelia happy."
The following morning, Amelia got up anxiously the minute her alarm rang. She quickly washed up and
finished preparing in about ten minutes. When she came downstairs, she saw Lucian sitting on the sofa
and leisurely drinking his coffee. She wondered if he was just as relaxed when he was working. 'I really
don't understand the life of the rich.'
"Mrs. Amelia, where are you going?" Lily was confused when she saw that Amelia, with her hair tied up
in a pony tail, was wearing her work clothes.
"I'm going to work!" Amelia tried her best to ignore both Lily and Lucian's gazes.
"Amelia, I practically bared my soul to you last night. What are you so nervous about?" Lucian said as
he put down his coffee cup, stood up, and walked over to Amelia, a meaningful smile on his face.
With that, Amelia's face flushed again. She lowered her head and pretended she didn't hear him,
focusing her attention on what she was doing—putting on her shoes.
"Sweetie, it's the weekend," Lucian said playfully.
Amelia froze upon hearing this. How embarrassing...
To save herself from the embarrassment, she raised her head. "Since it's the weekend, can I go out
and relax?"
she posed decisively.
Lucian raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile. "Of course, you can. But are you sure you want
to wear those clothes?"
It wasn't until he mentioned it that she realized that she was wearing her work clothes, leaving her
speechless.
'Ugh. I can't believe I did that!'
Amelia ran upstairs angrily and quickly changed her clothes. She opted for a red wool coat, a white
turtleneck sweat, some black pants, and a pair of booties.
Simple but elegant.
Staring at her for a while, Lucian smiled and said, "Why don't you have breakfast first before you
leave?"
"I can go out?" There was a hint of expectation in her tone as if she'd been deprived of her freedom for
a long time.
"Yes." Lucian nodded, with tenderness in his eyes.
"I'm done!" Amelia wiped her mouth with a piece tissue and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute." Lucian's face was unreadable. If anything, he looked quite serious.
Amelia stopped obediently and asked, "What can I do for you, Lucian?"
Was she willing to lose a little bit of her dignity just so she could go out and have fun? Seeing her like
this, Lucian didn't know whether to cry or to laugh at her. He just said lightly, "Come with me."
They walked out of the SJ Garden together. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask Lucian
what they were doing, a red Cadillac suddenly pulled over in front of them.
"Mr. Lucian." Frank stepped out of the car, greeted Lucian, and bowed to Amelia. "Nice to meet you,
Mrs. Amelia."
Amelia waved her hand bashfully and answered politely, "Hello."
"Since you can drive, why don't you give it a try?" Lucian said to Amelia as he pointed at the brand new
Cadillac with a smile on his face.
She knew how to drive and she had her driver's license but she seldom drove. What was Lucian going
to do? Did he want to test her driving skills?
She frowned and refused him awkwardly, "Do you want me to be your driver?"
Lucian frowned at this. 'What is she thinking?' he thought inwardly.
Unbothered, he simply said,
"Just go!" He acted as if he was growing impatient already.
The car was red and so shiny that the sun reflected on it. Amelia then got on the car, took a deep
breath, and started driving in a slow but steady speed.
"Not bad." Lucian gave Amelia a thumbs up as soon as she got off the car.
She blushed in anxiousness. She glanced at Lucian shyly and whispered, "I thought you had a driver? I
don't want to drive for you!"
She had assumed that Lucian wanted her to drive for him so she tried her best to convince him
otherwise.
"Frank's my driver. I won't allow you to steal his job." He then smiled mysteriously and said, "Is there
anything different that you notice about this car?"
'Different?' Amelia turned her attention to the car and started looking more closely. Nothing was
different about it save for the fact that it was brand new.
"This car is for women," Lucian said simply, grinning. "Since you can drive, this car is yours. It'll be
much more convenient for you."
"This is mine?" Amelia looked at Lucian in surprise.
"Yes, if you had your own car, it'll be easier for you to go out," Lucian explained matter-of-factly.
Amelia didn't know why but this left a bad taste in her mouth. She vigorously shook her head. "This is
too expensive. I can't take it."
She was already overwhelmed by all that he'd done for her. He helped Vernon and he helped with Iris's
portrait to name a few. She couldn't accept his help anymore. It was too much already and she was
already grateful for that.
Even though she was technically his wife, she just couldn't accept gifts from him without any reason.
"Mrs. Amelia, Mr. Lucian personally selected this car for you. He knew that you weren't the type to
show off so he chose this car for you. It's charming and it suits you. Wouldn't it be a waste if you refuse
this act of kindness from Mr. Lucian?" Frank chimed in upon noticing the hesitance in Amelia.
Amelia was soft-hearted so most of the time, it didn't take much to persuade her. When Frank spoke,
she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Even then, she just couldn't accept a grand gift like this just because she was soft-hearted.
"You're Lucian's driver, right? I can come with him whenever you pick him up for work. And when it's
not for work, the bus stop is just 20 minutes away. I really don't need a car." Taking deep breaths, she
raised her head and said in a grateful tone, "Thank you so much for this thoughtful gesture but I really
don't need you to be this nice to me."
Despite having a driver, Lucian often drove himself whenever he went out. It was completely
unnecessary for him to buy her a car.
She knew that the Zhan family was wealthy enough to squander money but she just wasn't raised like
that.
Frank didn't expect for Amelia to refuse the car so adamantly. Not knowing what to say, he turned to
Lucian with a worried look on his face.
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