Since She Met Lucian

Amelia didn't care about the fact that Shelly was acting like a spoiled child in front of Lucian and declaring war against her. She
just didn't want to be here anymore. Not only did she not know what to do but she also had to still act for Lucian.
Amelia had assumed that they really wouldn't need to do anything. What she didn't expect was for Lucian's mother to mock
them.
"Shelly, it seems my mother is happy to see you. Why don't you stay and have lunch with her? Amelia and I can leave." Lucian
shook off Shelly's hand that was gripping his arm and grabbed Amelia's much to Shelly's embarrassment.
Amelia was appeased upon hearing Lucian's answer.
Fannie was seething. She grew even angrier at Amelia when Lucian said that he wasn't staying for lunch. She shot Amelia a
sharp glance. She hated that woman so much she could tear her into pieces.
The minute they stepped out of the Zhan mansion, Amelia let out a big sigh of relief. Amelia was still trembling by the time they
got into the car.
"Were you scared?" Lucian asked, glancing at her.
Since they were alone, Amelia figured she didn't need to act anymore. She turned her head to look out the window, trying to
calm herself down.
Jasper came from a broken family. His parents had gotten a divorce when he was still young. He lived with his mother his whole
life. When they'd been dating for two years, he took Amelia home to meet his mother. Naturally, Amelia was nervous at first. She
knew that meeting her boyfriend's parents was a big deal. This was her first time doing something like this so she was at a loss.
A month before she was scheduled to meet Jasper's mom, she already began freaking out. Jasper merely laughed at her and
teased her. He said, "Even if you were ugly, I'd still take you to meet my mom."
As she thought of this, tears welled up in her eyes.
When she finally met Jasper's mother, she realized that there was nothing to worry about after all. Jasper's mother was easy to
get along with. She loved Amelia like she was her own daughter.
She couldn't help but look back at those lovely memories especially after how Fannie had mistreated her.

After a while, Amelia started to feel dizzy. She remembered that she hadn't had breakfast yet and the moving car was making
her head spin. She adjusted her body so that she was looking out the window. She let the cold wind blow on her face so she
could take her mind off her dizziness.
"What's going on?" Lucian asked in concern when he noticed Amelia clutching her stomach. He immediately pulled over. "Are
you uncomfortable?"
Amelia gritted her teeth and said in a small voice, "I think I need some fresh air."
"All right. We can step out for a bit." After that, Lucian got off the car and opened the door for Amelia. He looked around and
found a restaurant nearby. "I'm sorry. I completely forgot that you haven't had breakfast yet. We can go and have some porridge
first. It might help with your stomachache."
Amelia's stomach was empty and the moving car had triggered her to feel sick. She felt like she was going to vomit but when she
tried to retch, nothing came out. Her eyes were already wet from trying to vomit something out.
As Lucian looked at Amelia's pale face, he couldn't help but scold himself. He felt guilty as he thought that this was all his fault.
"Let me help you." Lucian seemed patient and the tone of his voice was warm.
Amelia shook off his hand and said, "No, I can do it myself."
She wiped the tears off the corners of her eyes to make herself feel better.
She wasn't able to refuse the food since she was starving. As soon as the steaming bowl of corn porridge arrived on their table,
she began scarfing it down. It was a bit too hot but she felt her stomachache subsiding after.
"So? Were you just carsick?" Lucian asked tentatively when she'd finished eating. He handed her a glass of warm water too.
Her eyes were still wet and she looked delicate. For some reason, Lucian always assumed that Amelia was feeling lonely
whenever she grew quiet.
"Thank you," Amelia muttered as she averted her gaze.
Lucian was only cold to her that morning because he was afraid that they were getting too close. He wanted to keep the distance
between them. However, he suddenly found himself regretting that he'd treated her that way earlier.
"Are you feeling better now? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Lucian frowned, a look of concern on his face.

Amelia found herself in a daze. She felt like she was in a dream. Lucian was so cold to her just this morning and suddenly, he
was acting concerned toward her.
She wasn't going to let herself be played hot and cold like that.
While she knew that they were just pretending to be together and that she shouldn't even care in the first place, she still had
feelings and she didn't like being played like that.
"Mr. Lucian, I want to be alone for a while." Amelia didn't even want to be in the same car as him right now.
"I have a conference call this afternoon. Let me at least drive you home first." Lucian didn't notice the strange look Amelia had on
her face. Instead, he just focused on driving.
Amelia turned toward him and said coolly, "No. I meant I want to get off so I can just walk home."
Lucian pulled the car over, his face unreadable.
"Amelia, you need to rest." His tone was cold and firm as if he wasn't leaving it up to discussion.
Amelia remained calm despite the tone in Lucian's voice. She merely said, "I thought we weren't going to interfere with each
other's lives as long as we put up the act in front of others."
"But you're sick. I'm still your husband on paper and that means I should still look after you," Lucian said plainly.
Amelia suddenly felt weak.
"Lucian, you can stop pretending now..." Amelia said with much difficulty as she looked at him.
With that, Lucian started the car ignoring Amelia's request. He drove the car back to the SJ Garden.
The drive from Lucian's parents' house to the SJ Garden normally took about half an hour. However, since Amelia was
experiencing some motion sickness, he slowed down his driving speed. It took them about an hour to get home.
Lucian was relieved when he found that Amelia had fallen asleep on the car ride home.
Lucian gently lifted Amelia out of the passenger seat. For a while, he just stood there, watching her sleep peacefully. He couldn't
help but recall the first time they met in the bar. She was so drunk then and heartbroken that she was howling in his arms. She

was as light as a piece of paper now as she was back then.
Amelia felt a warmth come over her face which was refreshing in contrast to the cold, biting weather. In response, she
unconsciously muttered, "Mm, cozy."
Amelia buried her face against Lucian's chest. They were so close to each other. Lucian's heart was beating so fast. They were
so intimate right now.
He couldn't believe that he was this close to a woman and he wasn't even disgusted.
Lucian frowned. He wanted to wake her up but decided against it after giving it some thought. They did have quite a morning
after all.
Lucian then brought Amelia to their bedroom and gently placed her on the bed all the while ignoring the hurricane of emotions he
was feeling in his heart. He placed a hand on Amelia's forehead and was relieved to find that she wasn't running a fever.
However, he still couldn't help but feel strange about the fact that he was worrying about her.
Lucian stood by the bed and looked at Amelia quietly. She looked like a porcelain doll sleeping as if the slightest touch could
break her. Her fair skin was irresistible. He wondered what it was like to caress her skin with his hands because it looked so soft.
He'd never really seen her until now. Amelia had never been one to dress outlandishly. She didn't like standing out instead she
dressed to blend in the crowd. As Lucian gazed at Amelia, he realized that she had kind of a delicate beauty. She wasn't the type
to attract attention because her beauty was subtle.
If his phone hadn't started ringing, he didn't know how long he would have stood there just staring at her.
'I'm probably just feeling guilty about this morning, that's why I'm staring at her...' Lucian thought to himself, smiling
bitterly.