Since She Met Lucian

"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.