Since She Met Lucian

"Oh my God! What is he doing?" the girl behind asked anxiously. Her screaming only affirmed Amelia's suspicions.

The atmosphere was thick with tension. Edmund had dropped a bomb. Needless to say, Amelia was utterly shocked out of her wits. As she directed her gaze to the stage, her mind went to what had just happened earlier...

On the stage, Nicholas and Lucian were visibly shocked. They looked at Edmund in surprise.

"Nicholas, Lucian, I decided this without consulting either of you. No need to blame me. This had to happen sooner or later." Edmund gave an apologetic look to Lucian and then said to all the guests, "Have a good night!"

After a warm round of applause from the audience, the waiter asked Amelia to head to the dining room upstairs.

After hesitating for a while, Amelia smiled bashfully as she let herself be led by the waiter upstairs.

The waiter began serving food much to Amelia's disinterest as Edmund's words were still ringing in her head.

When she first met with Lucian's parents, she had found out that Lucian and Shelly were engaged. At that time, she didn't think much of it.

She felt as if she had destroyed an engagement when she found out about this.

"Hello, are you Miss Amelia?" All of a sudden, a man in a black suit stood in front of her and asked her politely.

Quickly gathering herself, she nodded and said, "Yes, I'm Amelia."

"I'm Mr. An's assistant. Mr. An would like to meet you." Mr. An.. Edmund An?

She then followed the man out of the dining area.

The man led Amelia to the end of the corridor. He stopped in front of what seemed like a private room and knocked on the door.

"Come in, please." A male voice came from inside the room. It wasn't Edmund so it had to be someone else.

The door was opened. Amelia looked up and was stunned when she saw the man inside the room.

He looked very familiar yet she couldn't quite figure out yet why.

The man was wearing a knitted sweater over a white shirt. He looked about the same age as Lucian. He grinned when he saw Amelia.

It was a warm smile.

couldn't shake off the feeling that she knew who this man was but she just couldn't

time no see, Amelia," the man said with much ease as he

was both

were quite familiar with each other. But why

probably wondering who I am." The man sat across from Amelia and looked at her with a mysterious smile on his

at him, she tried to rack her mind but she came

out of curiosity, Amelia asked, "Are you sure you know me? Because

filled with innocence as the man

An," he explained, "Your senior and your pen pal. I've been writing you letters for about three years

advice and you even helped me move

excitement, his

your dinner. Well, we can eat now," Jonny said with a smile as

"I

her bowl, a

slightest second before smiling in response. "You're

suddenly trembled upon the mention of Lucian's name. Grief filled her eyes at

He smiled and said, "Amelia, are you uncomfortable because of what my

he know what she was

it's not that." Her face was slightly

smiled and looked at her. He sighed, "How

nodded in agreement but the compliment embarrassed

just saw you, I couldn't shake off the feeling that you were familiar. I

one photo, how could you remember?" Jonny said dismissively then he added, "It seems like you and Lucian are a perfect

only met Lucian less than a month

what to say to you." Jonny suddenly became stiff and seemingly uncomfortable. He then blurted out, "You're probably hungry. Eat. Help yourself to the

go and just

Jonny asked tentatively, "Amelia, are you happy with your marriage

it earlier. Without giving it much thought, she said with

to

disappointment flashed through Jonny's eyes. Then he said with a smile, "Please don't tell Lucian about our relationship,

Amelia asked in confusion then

That has my number on it." Jonny then handed Amelia his

read,

that she had considered committing suicide. She would stand by the river and stare at it blankly. Her classmates started being concerned about her that news about it soon spread throughout their school. By then, everyone practically knew her. Some made fun of her while some sympathized with her by writing her letters as a way