"Something distressed him?" Since Nicholas had a hard time moving around, Darren had to constantly
be by his side.
When the doctor finished the treatment and had given him prescriptions, Nicholas was immediately
relieved. Lucian then headed downstairs to ask Darren about what had happened.
"Mr. Lucian, I think it must have something to do with Mrs. Fannie." Darren was so nervous that his
hands were trembling. He then told Lucian what had happened. "This morning when Mrs. Fannie got
up, she left with a suitcase. Mr. Nicholas began to cough nonstop that he fell on the ground. His
forehead was swollen..."
Angrily, Lucian questioned, "I can't believe you didn't tell me right away when that sounded like an
emergency to me!"
Darren began to panic upon seeing that Lucian had gotten angry. Hurriedly, he explained, "Mr. Nicholas
told me not to tell you because you were preoccupied with Mrs. Amelia. He didn't want to add to your
problems..."
After that, Lucian calmed himself down and ordered, "Cook some porridge and send someone to find
out where Mrs. Fannie is."
"I have already sent out several of my men to look for Mrs. Fannie. I assure you, Mr. Lucian, that we
are doing something about this," Darren replied respectfully.
When Lucian returned upstairs, the attending doctor had just finished Nicholas's infusion. He then
reported to Lucian about Nicholas's current condition.
As Lucian stood in front of the bed, an array of mixed feelings surged inside him.
Since he took control over the Zhan Group, he rarely came back home mostly for two reasons: the first
one was that he already had his hands full with the business and the second one was to avoid his
mother's nagging about him getting married.
"Lucian, what are you doing here?" Nicholas asked hoarsely when he opened his eyes.
"Dad, I asked the servant to cook porridge for you. Would you like some?"
Seeing his son's nervous look, Nicholas consoled him, "Don't worry. I'm fine. I'm just getting old. My
blood pressure tends to act up when I'm stressed or worried."
This didn't help with Lucian's concerns—he only grew more worried for Nicholas. When the servant
came up to serve the porridge, Lucian fed Nicholas.
Lucian had never done this before which was why Nicholas was happy that his son was taking care of
him.
"Has Amelia been discharged from the hospital?" Nicholas asked in concern after he had finished
eating.
"Yes, she's already out of the hospital." With that, Lucian finally told his father about the pregnancy.
"Dad, congratulations. You're going to be a grandpa!"
Nicholas was visibly stunned for a long while until he finally recovered and happiness spread across his
face. "What? Amelia's pregnant?"
Lucian nodded with a smile. "So you have to stay healthy! You have to meet your grandson!"
Hearing this, Nicholas grew excited. Smiling in relief, he said, "Wow, Amelia's the hero of our family. If it
weren't for her, our family would have lost all its fortune and now she's pregnant? You should cherish
her."
"I know." Lucian nodded. Like Nicholas, Lucian was grateful for what Amelia had done for the family.
He knew Amelia was the one he would spend the rest of his life with.
From the very beginning, Nicholas already liked Amelia. It was only Fannie who disapproved of her.
However, now that things had gotten to this point, Fannie's disapproval didn't mean a thing anymore.
"Dad, did you and mom fight this morning?" Lucian asked in a low voice. He figured now was the best
time to ask since Nicholas seemed to be feeling better already.
Upon hearing this, Nicholas sighed. "Well, you don't really have anything to do with it but your mother's
been suspicious for a while. She thinks that since you're not her biological son, you're going to cut her
off. She's worried about her shares in the Zhan Group. I was so angry that I said a few harsh words to
her. She yelled, threw some things, cursed at me..."
"I just heard you call my mother's name..." Lucian fixed his gaze on Nicholas's grim face.
Startled, Nicholas then let out a sigh. "I've been dreaming about your mother a lot recently. I've been
missing her, you know, especially now that I see her in my dreams."
"Mother's been gone for more than ten years. I bet you have trouble keeping your memories of her."
Lucian's memory of Fiona was a bit scattered. He had a few happy memories of her but as time
passed, the memory of Fiona's face was becoming more and more blurred.
It's not as if they were purposely trying to forget about Fiona but rather, it's just what time does when
someone dies. Still, whenever they remembered Fiona, her memory was still imprinted in their minds.
It was already evening when he returned to the SJ Garden from the Zhan mansion. He was exhausted.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Amelia coming up to him. He was surprised to see her. Then
he asked, "It's so late. Why aren't you in bed yet?"
Amelia looked adorable in her cartoon-printed pajamas. Her hair was messily pooled up into a bun atop
her head and she wasn't wearing any make-up on her face, still she looked charming.
Amelia scratched the back of her head and said with a smile, "Well, I've been sleeping so much during
the day that when night time comes, I can't fall asleep anymore."
In reality, she was waiting for him but she didn't want to admit it lest he feel guilty about leaving.
"Let's go. I need to talk to you." Lucian's eyes were red and swollen, but the moment he saw Amelia,
his tiredness faded away.
"Are you busy with work?" Amelia poured a glass of water for him. Seeing his bloodshot eyes, she said
in concern, "I'll run a bath for you. You can head to bed after your bath."
Seeing her frown, Lucian reached out his hand to smooth out her knitted brows. In a soft voice, he said,
"I don't feel tired anymore now that I've seen you."
"That's too cheesy." Amelia lowered her head shyly as she wriggled herself free from his arms. "I'll run
a bath for you."
Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, Amelia became a little nervous. Although she
had lived with Lucian for a period of time, they hadn't been together in over four months which made
her feel a little embarrassed.
A few moments after the water stopped, Lucian walked out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped
around his waist. Instinctively, Amelia looked away but wasn't able to help herself as she quickly
returned her gaze to Lucian after a few moments.
She knew that Lucian was in good shape but as Lucian stood in front of her, half-naked, she couldn't
help but be nervous. Her face flushing, she buried her head and pretended to fix the quilt.
"Let me help you." He strode to the bed and wrapped his arms around her waist. Not saying a word, he
tightened his embrace.
Lucian gave Amelia a sense of ease every time he held her.
Before they got divorced, they hugged for the last time and Amelia made sure to not prolong it. At this
moment, she didn't have any lingering feelings of guilt like before. This time, she relished the hug and
the sense of security that it brought her.
They stayed that way for a long while, in completely silence. She could feel his warmth breath and
smell his familiar minty scent that always relaxed her.
Everything was real. They were together again.
"Looks like I'll be sleeping soundly tonight," Lucian teased as he held her in his arms.
Amelia responded by saying that it was the same for her. She missed him every night before she fell
asleep. All the moments she spent with him was so precious to her. Before she went to sleep, she
would daydream to deal with the pain of missing him. Sometimes, it wouldn't help as she'd end up
tossing and turning in her bed all night long.
Amelia wrapped her arms around Lucian's waist, tightening her grip as if she was afraid to let him go.
Lucian loosened his hands around her waist and held her face with his hands. His deep eyes met hers,
full of affection and tenderness. Then he slowly covered his lips with hers—the kiss was beautiful, light
and encompassing like a flower in the spring just about to blossom.
Amelia woke up early the next morning. She found Lucian was still sleeping soundly next to her.
Propping her head against her hand, she obsessively stared at him, relishing every feature of his face.
Everything about him was absolute perfection—his strong eyebrows, his high nose, his thin lips, and
that smile. That beautiful smile that captivated her every time. 'He's so attractive even when he's
sleeping!' Amelia thought to herself.
She lightly planted a kiss on his forehead. Then she decided to do it again and again. She did it
repeatedly as she liked kissing him on the forehead.
She felt as if every time she kissed him on the forehead, she was relishing the sweet juices of a cherry
freshly picked from the tree. Suddenly, she flushed and covered her mouth, snickering to herself.
What she didn't know was that Lucian had already woken up the first time she kissed him. Not wanting
to ruin it for her, he pretended to still be sleeping and hoped to himself that she wouldn't stop.
When Amelia attempted to get out of bed, he purposely pulled her towards him. A bit startled, she
didn't dare to move again.
Lucian had wrapped his arm around her waist which meant that she couldn't get up anymore.
Amelia tried to move Lucian's hand away but he wouldn't budge.
"Be careful, the baby..." Amelia whispered. She was actually trying to see if Lucian was just pretending
to be sleeping.
"What's wrong with the baby?" "What's wrong?"
Amelia looked at the nervous Lucian and let out a chuckle.
After a short while, Lucian came to his senses. He stretched out his long arms, held Amelia in his arms,
and pinched her nose. "Good. You're getting good at tricking me, I see."
"I thought you liked it when I teased you," she said playfully.
Lucian loosened his hand that was pinching her nose and caressed her face. "Of course, Mrs. Amelia, I
give you permission to tease me forever."
"Humph! You're lying!" He liked that they were slowly returning to their normal dynamics.
Amelia got up and went to the bathroom. She asked, "Do I still have any toiletries here?"
"What do you think?" Lucian proudly asked her.
"Well, you did get married to someone else for a while..." Amelia said, feigning innocence. Lucian shot
her a warning look to which she grinned at. Lightly, she said, "I'll just take a quick shower."
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