Since She Met Lucian

"Mr. Lucian, please take Mrs. Amelia home first. I'll handle the rest," Eric, Lucian's assistant, offered. He had just arrived and kindly offered to help.

Lucian opened his thin lips and said coldly, "Teach him a lesson!"

With that, Lucian left with Amelia.

When they got on the car, Amelia felt less nervous. Since Lucian wasn't saying anything, she decided to do the same.

"You should ask Frank to drive you," Lucian said after a long pause.

She scratched the car the first time she drove it. While she wanted to refuse him, she knew she had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

"Sorry, I broke your car..." she said guiltily.

Your car... She always made sure to distinguish what was his and hers.

Lucian was inexplicably angry. He asked coldly, "You think just saying sorry is enough?" He was at a very important meeting when he found out that she was late. Worried, he called her to ask her what was going on. As expected, she was very uneasy.

He intended to pound on her a little more but he didn't expect that she'd be so bad at driving that she couldn't even run up a slope.

"I'll just pay for the repair fees, okay?" Sadly, her bank account was practically empty. That was all she could offer.

Lucian noticed how aggrieved Amelia was already. He didn't have the heart to continue making things difficult for her. "It's fine. You don't have to do that. Just make dinner tonight."

Upon giving it more thought, he concluded that her cooking was the only thing that could make him feel better now.

Cook? That's not a big deal at all!

Amelia relaxed right away. She nodded with a smile. "I'll go to the grocery after work."

She was only obedient because she knew she made a mistake. Despite being happy, Lucian remained stoic.

Amelia eyed him and noticed the cold look on his face. Thinking he was angry, she bit her lower lip and said in guilt after a long pause, "So yesterday..."

"Amelia, don't mention it. I came because to everyone else, you're my wife. That means it's my responsibility to protect you," Lucian interrupted her coldly. He gave her no chance to apologize.

He spoke conclusive so Amelia decided to shut her mouth.

Still, why did she feel so lost?

Group, Lucian left his coat and went

she was in charge of cleaning up after him. However, he didn't give her any tasks before leaving.

in cleaning the office because there was

bit messy, she decided to sort them out. She didn't recognize most of these documents but what she could recognize were the signatures at the

she thought of Lucian, a smile immediately appeared on her face and her heart

handwriting seemed familiar to

felt she was thinking too

it. She'd assumed

Sasha had a mischievous look on her face. She then covered

no doubt, sexy. The red dress she wore today accentuated her

played on her lips coupled with the delicate

walked into the office gracefully and looked around. When she realized

meeting right now..." Amelia then offered, "Miss Sasha, please have a

joked, "Come on, Amelia. Don't act like you're the hostess

answered awkwardly, "No, I mean, the CEO isn't here. As his assistant, it's my job to entertain you while he isn't back yet."

a sip, she frowned and asked,

sorry. I used the tea I have in here. I was afraid I would doze off while at work so I made it like I would for myself..." Amelia frowned in embarrassment and scolded

"You're just an assistant,"

Amelia

good tea. Let me make another one for you." With an apologetic look,

stood up, took the cup from

lounge, Sasha pursed her lips with a smile and said, "Lucian's the type to be very particular about

cocked her eyebrows; her eyes gleaming as a smug smile played on

Amelia noticed the tea set in

bowl, added hot water, washed it and made the tea... She wasn't only beautiful but she

looked at Sasha with

Slowly, Sasha savored the tea as she took a sip. She cast a glance at Amelia and

finally arrived at her point. She knew that even though Amelia

you, Miss Sasha, I've learned a lot," Amelia said sincerely, a

remarks were out of her

had taken what Sasha wanted the most. How

birds of the same feathers flock together. In a desperate attempt to prove your status as

To be married

I didn't marry him for his status." Amelia

sarcastically, "Don't tell me you're

each other for only a short time and that there must