Since She Met Lucian

"Oh, stop saying that," Courtney murmured in embarrassment. She placed her hand on Amelia's shoulder and said, "When Kent
and I first started dating, I never left his side for even a minute. But now that we're back together, I want to spend more time with
you."
Amelia couldn't help but laugh when she heard Courtney's reply. "Well, that's great to hear! Thank you."
Courtney had looked happier and livelier since her reconciliation with Kent. She would spend her free time chatting him up on the
phone and the couple easily passed hours this way.
"You said Kent is bringing us some food?" Amelia asked, an idea coming over to her.
Courtney thought she must be hungry. She stood up and said, "He's supposed to be here by now. I'll go out and take a look."
'If Kent could easily come inside and out of the villa, I can find a way out then, ' thought Amelia.
She followed Courtney to the gate and saw Kent arriving. He stepped out of his car carrying a huge bag of food.
"Why are you so late?" Courtney asked annoyed. The spoiled and snappy girlfriend in her was showing.
"I got stuck in traffic. Are you hungry? You must be starving," Kent said with a worried expression on his face. He looked at her
like there was no one else in the whole world.
"It's not about me. It doesn't matter whether I'm hungry or not, but I can't let my godchild starve. Come in!" Courtney replied. She
took the bag of food to free his hands.
It was only then when Kent noticed Amelia who had been standing behind Courtney. Awkwardly, he smiled and apologized,
"Sorry, Amelia. It's rush hour. Traffic was terrible."
Kent looked like his former self, Courtney's tamed pet.
With a bright smile on her face, Amelia teased him, "Why are you so afraid of her?"
Hearing her words, Courtney glared at Amelia and said, "Well, I was worried that you and the baby might be hungry, but I guess
this is what I get for caring about you."
They bickered like old friends as they would always do until their hunger became too painful to ignore.

"Courtney, can you go ahead and set the table? I just have something to talk about with Kent," Amelia lied. She was actually
trying to look for a way out.
Courtney thought it was an odd request from Amelia, but she also considered that they hadn't seen each other in a while. She
wanted to ask what they were going to talk about, but decided against it and went straight inside.
"Kent, can you do me a favor?" Seeing Kent's car, Amelia thought of the best way to escape.
Kent patted his chest and said with a righteous smile, "Anything, Amelia! We're good friends. Tell me what you need and I'll help
you."
Kent's declaration of friendship and generosity moved Amelia. She made a small gesture of pointing at the guards stationed at
the gate and said in a hushed voice, "Kent, I just have to get a few things from the store and make a quick trip to the Mo family.
Can you take me there?"
Kent's smile turned into a frown. With a dark look on his face, he said uncomfortably, "Does Courtney know about this?"
As expected, Kent worried the most about how his girlfriend would react. But Amelia knew that if Courtney learned about her
plans, she wouldn't be able to leave.
"She doesn't have to know. It's just a short trip anyway. Or, if you'd rather stay here with Courtney, will you let me borrow your
car?" Amelia asked. She didn't want to put Kent on the spot, but she had to go.
"Courtney told me you're pregnant. It won't be good for you to drive," Kent said.
"Who says pregnant women can't drive? Come on! Courtney's waiting for you. Go inside and I'll be back before you know it!" It
seemed to Amelia that Courtney hadn't told Kent why she wasn't allowed to leave the villa. She couldn't waste this opportunity.
Excited with the prospect of spending time alone with Courtney, Kent happily handed over his key.
"Will you walk me to the car first? The door is a little heavy for me," Amelia said. Amelia knew that if she walked out alone, the
guards would stop her.
Kent agreed and walked Amelia to the car. He opened the door for her and she took her place in the driver's seat. When she
started the engine with his key, she felt relief wash over her.

Amelia thanked Kent and drove off. The road was wide and was rather empty in that part of the city. Amelia had no trouble
driving. She had not driven a car in a while because the last time she did, she scraped and damaged the vehicle. Driving felt a bit
strange at first, but she thought that she was getting the hang of it.
Amelia knew that Courtney would immediately call Lucian once she learned that she'd left. Amelia thought that the best way to
go about was to find a safe place to park Kent's car and take a cab to a secluded area.
When she arrived downtown, Amelia found a wide parking space and stopped. She had just stepped out of the car when she
locked eyes with a familiar woman. The shock drained the color out of Amelia's face.
"Miss Shelly?" Amelia cried. The city was huge. She didn't consider that she'd bump into her.
"I'm not Miss Shelly anymore. I'm Lucian's wife!" Shelly said arrogantly. Her red lips were pursed but it looked like she was
gritting her teeth.
"Oh, yes." Amelia nodded with an embarrassed smile.
"There's something we have to talk about. Get in the car!" Shelly coldly said, pointing at the red Ferrari behind her.
Amelia was surprised, but she followed her obediently.
There had been a great misunderstanding between Shelly and Amelia, and Amelia thought that she finally had the chance to
explain her side and patch things up. But as soon as she got in the car, she realized that following her had been a mistake.
"Hmm!" A pair of hands stretched out from the back seat and grabbed her. In the blink of an eye, she felt the stranger bind her
arms with ropes. Everything happened so quickly that Amelia didn't have time to react.
Before Amelia could cry for help, Shelly had already placed a piece of duct tape over her mouth.
"You went out on your own today. Surely, this must be fate," Shelly said with a cruel smile. She continued, "I knew you were at
the villa south of the city and it was lucky for me that you showed up at the gate. I followed you all the way here. If you hadn't
gone out of the car, I don't think it would be this easy for me to get you. But look at you now. It's because you're so stupid,
Amelia."
Amelia thought that she was seeing Shelly's darker side. She looked even more malicious and horrible.
Amelia felt that she could actually kill her.

Shelly drove the car over a bumpy stretch of road. Amelia wanted to cover her belly to protect her baby but her hands had been
bound. Cold sweat was trickling down her forehead.
She wanted to tell Shelly to stop the car, but she couldn't say a word. The tape was plastered tightly over her mouth that she
could barely breathe.
She leaned her head against the seat and focused on breathing through her nose.
It was a scene taken straight from the movies. Shelly only pulled over when they reached an abandoned garage.
"Make sure you tie her hands and feet tightly!" Shelly ordered the man in the backseat who had grabbed Amelia earlier. There
was no expression on her face. When Amelia saw Shelly's eyes, she thought she only saw hate.
"Yes, Miss Shelly," the man said. He looked tall and strong.
"Drag her out!" Shelly ordered after checking the ropes holding together Amelia's feet.
"Yes, Ma'am!" the man replied before he violently pulled Amelia out of the car. Unable to use her arms and legs, Amelia fell hard
on the ground.
She fell face down and had to roll over because she couldn't wiggle herself free.
Shelly watched as Amelia struggled before bursting into laughter. "I've waited so long to see you like this, Amelia!"
Shelly sounded mad. With arms crossed, she casually walked to Amelia and stepped one foot over her chest.
Amelia struggled to crawl away. She didn't care about her safety; she only cared about the baby inside her. She could stand any
form of torture, but she had to protect her child at all costs.
Shelly forcefully ripped the tape off her mouth and stared at Amelia with a look of victory. "If there's something I can't get, I'll
make sure that you won't have it either."
Shelly had felt like she lost everything when she received the signed divorce papers from Lucian. At that moment, she was no
longer afraid of anything. The only persistent thought in her mind was that it was Amelia who ruined her marriage. If it weren't for
her, Shelly would've been happy.

"I have nothing to do with Lucian! Why are you doing this to me?" Amelia didn't expect that Shelly could be this violent. As the
latter continued to crush her chest with her foot, Amelia struggled to maintain consciousness.
Shelly's eyes narrowed into slits. She shouted loudly, "Do you think I'm stupid? How dare you tell me that you have nothing to do
with him when you just came out of his villa?"
Lucian had immediately filed for divorce as soon as Jonny had taken control of An Group from Edmund. He was so determined
to go back to Amelia that he didn't even consider how his actions affected Shelly's relationship with him.
Amelia knew that Shelly would misunderstand Lucian's intentions of protecting her. She bit her lip and kept her silence.
For Shelly, nothing Amelia could say would make any difference.
"Lucian thought that he was keeping the love of his life safe in his house, but someone just had to go for a drive, isn't that right?
It's destiny that brought us here. God wants me to get rid of you, you bitch!" Shelly raged.
But Amelia kept struggling. The ropes were cutting into her skin but she didn't feel any pain. She only thought about her baby.
Feeling that it was impossible to break her hands free, Amelia tried to move her legs. Reading her intentions, Shelly kicked her
legs. Amelia winced in pain.
"There's no point in struggling. You will die today." Shelly had specifically chosen the abandoned garage for this plan. She knew
that it was so far and secluded that she could do as she pleased without disturbance.
"Do you really think that killing me would solve all of your problems?" Amelia asked. Hot tears were streaming down her cheeks.
She couldn't believe that Shelly could actually threaten her life.
Shelly was wearing a pastel pink dress, which made her look like a princess from afar. But a closer look at her eyes would show
that she had gone mad with jealousy and hate.
"I have nothing to lose now. I don't care about anything," Shelly casually said, shrugging her shoulders.
Amelia found her sympathy for Shelly. Looking at her, she said sincerely, "I'm a woman, too! I understand your pain. It's never
wrong to love someone, but if that person doesn't love us back, why should we take it against ourselves? Why should we let love
ruin us?"
"Save it. Your words won't have any effect on me," Shelly said coldly.