Amelia almost lost control of herself. She covered her mouth with her hands and looked at Lucian, eyes
full of affection.
Oftentimes, she found it difficult to see right through him but there were also instances where she felt
as if she understood him—clear as day.
She always felt that they were from two different worlds. He was out of her league—he was much
higher and they didn't have anything in common.
"What are you doing?" Lucian asked in confusion.
"Nothing... Nothing!" Amelia answered, flustered.
"What did Darren say to you?" Lucian asked curiously.
"Nothing... Nothing." She looked like a stuttering fool.
Lucian decided to let it go and just focus on his driving.
After returning to the SJ Garden, Lucian took off his coat. Amelia walked up to him with a bottle of
disinfectant in her hand. She shook the bottle, smiled, and said, "My handsome Lucian, would you give
me the honor of disinfecting your wound for you?"
Lucian rejected her without thinking. He frowned in disgust as he cast a cold glance at Amelia.
Amelia already knew that Lucian would refuse her. So she then said angrily, "Forget it. It's not my hand
anyway. It makes no difference to me if your hand hurts or not. If it's infected then let it be infected. I
have no choice but to take the responsibility because I'm your wife!"
With that, she got up and turned with the intention of leaving.
Lucian wasn't entirely clueless. Smiling, he pulled her into his arms. Her fragrance suddenly filled his
nose, making his heart jump out of his chest. He couldn't help himself as he inhaled the scent of her
hair.
"Ahh!" Amelia cried in a panic.
"Amelia, are you really fulfilling your duty as a wife?" He whispered in her ear.
Amelia's ears were hot as an electric shook went through her entire body.
"I don't think you have," he finally said.
As an adult, it was inevitable for her mind to assume that he meant something else. She blushed.
"Well... we..." 'We're only married on paper,' Amelia thought to herself. 'He's talking nonsense.'
"I said I wouldn't force you to answer that question but..." With that, Lucian let go of Amelia. His eyes
were full of tenderness. As he gazed at her, Amelia had to look away because she couldn't stand the
intensity.
"Yes?" Amelia said after a long pause of neither of them saying anything.
'But you're the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with,'
Lucian thought to himself. Still, he refused to say it out loud. He felt as if he said it now, it would be
insincere.
He needed time to give both her and himself a chance to grow up. Their relationship had no foundation.
They knew so little about each other.
"But I'm willing to accept your... offer." With his eyes full of mischief, Lucian reached out his hand and
raised his eyebrows.
Turns out Lucian was naughty after all.
Amelia smiled from ear to ear as she grabbed his hand and disinfected it. Then she put a bandaid over
it and reminded him, "Don't let it get wet."
Lucian couldn't help but be amused at how seriously she was taking all of this.
"Well, you can watch TV while I cook dinner." She then stood up and headed to the kitchen, rolling up
her sleeves.
As Lucian watched her walk off, he couldn't help but smile, the warmth in his heart undeniable.
He felt that even though they hadn't been together for a very long time, the familiarity between them
was almost as if they were more than family or friends who had known each other for years.
In the past, Amelia didn't really think anything of cooking. It was just something she did to satisfy her
cravings but lately, she was finding it to be a source of happiness for her.
She loved being able to cook for the people that were important to her.
Lily, who would assist her whenever she cooked, always spoke highly of her cooking.
After a while, they were finally done cooking. They had made soup and four dishes which they served
on the table. The smell was irresistible that Lucian couldn't wait to dig in all the food Amelia had
cooked.
Amelia smiled in delight.
As Lucian ate, he gave her a thumbs up and said, "You know, with your cooking skills, I think the Zhan
Group can expand to the restaurant industry."
As Lily watched the two of them have dinner, she couldn't help but gush, "Mr. Lucian and Mrs. Amelia
are the perfect couple."
Lily always saw Lucian as someone who was cold and unapproachable. Oftentimes, she steered clear
of him. However, now, Lucian was smiling and the tenderness in his eyes was evident.
Amelia lowered her head shyly and put her hands on her face. When she wasn't flushing anymore, she
turned to Lily, "Lily, come. Sit down and let's eat together."
Lily's face turned pale with fear. She refused hastily, "Mr. Lucian, Mrs. Amelia, please enjoy your dinner.
I suddenly remembered that I need to call my mother. I need to go out for a while."
"Are you serious?" Amelia asked in confusion as she watched Lily scurry away.
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Lucian said calmly, "Do you think everyone is as blind as you?
Can you be more observant? Or do you need glasses?" Amelia just couldn't understand what he
meant. She didn't think there was anything wrong with inviting Lily to have dinner with them. Pulling a
long face, she said unhappily, "You know, they're people too. She takes such good care of you and you
don't even like her!"
All of a sudden, Lucian stopped eating. When he saw the angry look on Amelia's face, he figured that
she may have just misunderstood him. He shook his head and explained, "Status doesn't matter to me.
I can't say anything if you keep misunderstanding me."
Lucian was only trying to point out that Lily probably didn't want to disturb them. However, it seems as if
Amelia had misconstrued it for something else.
Lucian was so angry that he only took a few more bites.
He thought he was successful in letting Amelia know that he was upset but it turns out, that wasn't the
case.
"You're so lucky you're handsome. If it were anyone else, they'd just look like a hungry wolf...." Amelia
continued gazing at him as she put a piece of fish in his bowl. She then said, "Let's have dinner with
Lily later. It's sad to eat dinner with just the two of us."
Looks like Amelia only praised him to cushion him for what she was going to suggest next.
Chuckling, Lucian thought to himself, 'She really is smart. Has she always been like this? Or have I just
not noticed it until now?'
"Of course!" he agreed right away. He then put down his utensils and eyed Amelia as a mischievous
smile appeared on his face. "Shouldn't you give me something to show your gratitude?"
He's such a businessman!
Amelia scornfully turned her head. "You can just say yes or no."
"Oh, Mrs. Amelia, you have such a bad temper." Lucian smiled, put some of her favorite food onto her
plate and said, "I'm happy if you're happy."
Still grinning, he went back to eating. Amelia laughed merrily. "Thank you, Lucian!"
She smiled like a child when she was happy.
"It's thank you, honey." He looked at her with a doting smile.
Amelia blushed and lowered her head, pretending not to hear what he said.
It wasn't as awkward anymore as before. Now, they would laugh and talk whenever they were together.
The following week, they grew closer as they familiarized themselves with each other even more.
Lucian wasn't comfortable letting Amelia drive on her own anymore especially after the car incident.
Thus, he would take her to work and pick her up every day. On the nights that he had social
engagements to attend, he would ask Frank to take Amelia home.
The day before new year's day, Amelia received a phone call from Vernon. He was inviting her and
Lucian to visit the Mo family for the holiday.
Amelia didn't give him a response yet as she wanted to wait for Lucian to come home so they could
discuss it in person.
The end of the year was rather busy for Lucian. He spent most of his time in the conference room. As
his assistant, Amelia would sort his documents in the office and in her spare time, read magazines.
This job allowed her some free time during the day which she was allowed to spend any way she
wanted.
She and Lucian slept in separate rooms. Understandably, Lily was curious about this arrangement.
However, Amelia was always good at coming up with excuses. Even if Lily had her doubts, she couldn't
say anything.
After dinner, Lucian sat on the sofa with his laptop on his lap. He was typing vigorously.
She fetched him a glass of water, walked over, and asked cautiously, "You still have work?"
Whenever he worked, he looked so serious which made him look even more handsome.
He gave off a vibe that made Amelia want to get closer to him even more.
She couldn't quite make out how she felt. As she gazed at Lucian, she watched him carefully—his
slender fingers tapped on the keyboard like beautiful notes that tugged at her heartstrings.
Lucian stopped what he was doing, looked up at her and asked, "What's up?"
"Well... I'm fine. Don't worry about me. " Amelia walked off and pretended to watch TV on the other end
of the sofa.
'That's strange. Lucian always worked in his study. Why is he suddenly working here in the living room?
He's been doing that for a few days now. Wouldn't he find the noise coming from the TV distracting?'
"What is it? Just blurt it out. I only sent out a few e-mails." With that, Lucian closed his laptop and
turned to look at Amelia, waiting for her to speak.
She had no choice but to say it now that he had insisted.
"Well... Are you free tomorrow? If you are, can we go to the Mo mansion? If you're busy, it's fine, I can
just call my father and explain," she said in one breath, looking timidly at Lucian.
She wasn't sure how Lucian was going to respond.
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