Since She Met Lucian

She was so busy that she didn't even have the time to have dinner. When she saw Lucian open the food box, a feeling of warmth
coursed through her heart. This made her stomach grumble so she walked towards Lucian and looked through the food in the
box.
"I haven't had dinner either. We can have dinner together." He just wanted to have a meal with Amelia without all the guilt. For
just a while, he wanted to be with her and be happy.
After dinner, Lucian and Eric sat at their seats outside the shop. They seemed to be talking about business while Amelia was
calculating the net profit of the whole day.
"Why haven't you come back yet?" Amelia raised her head again, only to find that Eric had left already and Lucian was quietly
watching her.
"Why are you calculating by hand?" Lucian had grabbed her notepad in which Amelia was writing on. At that moment, he looked
truly captivating.
"Give it back!" Amelia frowned as she tried to get her notepad back.
She was bad at math so she always felt like her calculations were wrong.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can't believe my wife is so stupid! I worry about our unborn son's IQ," Lucian taunted her, grinning playfully.
Amelia wasn't offended. If anything, she felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. On the outside though, she made sure she was
still composed.
After making a mistake with one of her calculations, Lucian headed to the bar counter and powered up the computer. He began
typing quickly—classifying the drinks, setting the sales, and inputting the unit prices. Soon, with his formula, he was able to get a
result.
Amelia was stunned. She couldn't help but admire Lucian.
"Looks like you had a good day. If things continue like this, you'll be a rich woman soon," he complimented her as he flashed her
a smile.
A hint of joy appeared on Amelia's face. "This is Courtney's shop, not mine. As long as I get my salary, I'm good but the more
she makes, the better. I just need money to buy milk for the baby."

She was so happy that she hadn't realized that she'd hurt Lucian with her words.
"Amelia, you're acting as if I'm not around. I'm the father of this child," Lucian said coldly. The shift in his mood was quick, his
eyes quickly turned cold.
Taken aback, Amelia averted her gaze and pretended she didn't hear him. "Well, looks like I don't have any customers left. I
have to get going."
She sounded dismissive which hurt Lucian.
However, Lucian quickly shoved his bitterness aside when he thought of the good news that Eric had just brought to him. Once
he freed himself of his shackle of a marriage, he could finally be completely there for Amelia and their child.
"I'll drive you home," Lucian offered.
Amelia looked at him, unable to find the courage in herself to refuse him.
She knew Lucian pretty well already so she didn't try to annoy him or test his patience or risk triggering his temper.
Lucian offered to help her clear up the table and do some work around the shop like prepare drinks and pack up some things.
Amelia couldn't help but sigh to herself as she watched Lucian work efficiently in the shop. 'Why are you so stubborn?' she
thought inwardly.
Lucian, the rich man that he was, had never done a single chore in his life. Now here he was cleaning and working as if he was a
waiter.
Summer was looming around. It was already eight in the evening and the sky wasn't even dim yet.
"Let's go for a walk." Lucian then made a sudden U-turn.
Amelia looked out of the window and found that the road was quite empty, not many cars were out. Instead, she found a nice
scenery littered with trees and plants wherever she looked.
She turned her head to look out of the window, savoring the beautiful scenery outside. Sighing, she commented, "I still feel like
it's spring."

"I found this place by accident. I think you're going to love it." Lucian's voice sounded indifferent like it usually did but there was a
slight hint of warmth.
It was getting dark. Amelia started to get nervous when it seemed like they weren't anywhere near their destination yet. "Where
are we going?"
"Don't worry. I won't touch a pregnant woman," Lucian said flirtatiously, his face still grim.
Amelia stared at him, not saying a word as she wasn't sure what to make of this.
She was thinking if it was a mistake that she let Lucian drive her home. She only agreed because she thought it was just going to
be a short drive and she didn't know that Lucian was planning to take her elsewhere.
Suddenly, they pulled over in front of a villa. Amelia looked around in surprise and asked, "What's this?"
"I'm busy these days. Courtney isn't in the city. So I thought you'd stay here for the meantime," Lucian said matter-of-factly.
Startled, Amelia couldn't help but be upset a little.
"Why are you deciding for me? Without even asking me first?" She had made it very clear that she preferred to live in her
apartment for the meantime. If it bothered the landlady, she would move out.
"I have the right to do that because it's my job to take care of both you and the baby. You can't make me feel guilty about this."
With that, Lucian got off the car and walked around it to open Amelia's door.
Everything seemed strange as the place was so isolated—there was not a single person here, not even a car.
Amelia didn't budge. She had an icy look on her face as she stayed where she was, refusing to get out. However, unexpectedly,
Lucian leaned in and took her in his arms.
Amelia was so startled that she wasn't even able to resist.
Carrying Amelia in his arms, Lucian headed to the gate. He pressed his thumb to open the gate to the villa.
When Lucian opened the door, Amelia knew that she already had the chance then to break away but she couldn't seem to make
herself do that—if she was being honest, she enjoyed being carried by Lucian like this.
As Lucian switched the lights on, the entire room lit up revealing a very simple but comfortable design.

"Put me down!" she whined as she struggled to break away.
He obediently put her down, grabbed her hand, and then led her inside the house.
Amelia tried to wriggle her hand free but Lucian was too strong.
Amelia scanned the room and the first thing that caught her eye was a photo of Iris. She had to look twice in shock. "What's my
mother's photo doing here?"
All this time she thought it was in the rented house. Why was it here?
She blinked to make sure that she hadn't seen it wrong. Then she continued to follow him, eyeing the photos that were hanging
in the middle of the wall. For some reason, she felt a mixture of fear and relief.
"You did say that wherever you were, your mom had to be there," Lucian replied.
It seemed as if he was planning to keep Amelia here for a while.
Not wanting to make things difficult for him, she said softly, "Thank you for this. I'd like to pay a monthly rent." She only said that
to temper him for the night but in her mind, she was already planning how she was going to leave in the morning.
"I've done the groceries. It's all in the fridge. I also bought you daily necessities and some clothes. If you need anything, just call
me," Lucian spoke softly.
Amelia bit her lower lip and said nothing.
When they first met, she judged Lucian to be someone who was closed off and arrogant. Now, he knew her like the back of his
hand.
She wasn't heartless—Lucian's concern for her made her heart feel warm.
"Thank you," Amelia said in a low voice.
Before leaving, Lucian gave her a meaningful look.
If Amelia had her way, she'd want Lucian to stay with her. After all, this was her first night here in this entirely new place.

As she watched Lucian's figure disappear into the distance, she suddenly felt sad. In her heart, she hoped that Lucian would at
least stay with her to lessen her fears. However, she knew that it wasn't feasible given their current status.
Despite the bright lights, the place looked distant and lonely.
Amelia stood in front of the French window and opened the chiffon. She watched as Lucian stepped inside his car and drove
away.
Amelia was understandably upset. Frowning, she scolded herself for feeling this way.
Luckily, she was able to restrain her feelings. After all, Lucian was married to Shelly now. It wouldn't be right if he spent the night
with her.
Like the thoughtful person that Lucian was, he had placed an altar under Iris's portrait along with a few offerings. Amelia bowed
three times to the altar before restlessly pacing around her room.
The villa had three bedrooms and a baby room that contained a lot of toys.
Amelia was a bit taken aback upon seeing this. 'Was this Lucian's doing?' she wondered to herself.
The baby room was painted two colors: light blue and pink. It looked absolutely magnificent.
The loneliness she felt a moment ago was all gone as it had been replaced by warmth and appreciation for Lucian's kindness.
She didn't expect that Lucian would do all of these for her and the baby.
When she thought back to how cold and indifferent she was towards him, regret arose in her heart.
Clutching one of the toys to her chest, her face lit up with joy. "Baby, your dad bought all these for you. That's how much he loves
you. I can't wait to meet you."
"Call me if you need anything or if something happens," Lucian's words echoed in her mind. He had hired several people to
guard the villa from the outside.
These days were filled with uncertainty and conflict. With this in mind, Lucian wanted to be sure that Amelia was safe.
"Mr. Lucian, you don't have to worry. We assure you that we will protect Miss Amelia." Four men in black suits stood by the door,
occupying each side.

It was already midnight and the lights in the villa had already been shut off. He didn't want Amelia to know that he had hired
people to monitor her.