Since She Met Lucian

Looking at her angry face, Lucian couldn't help let out a chuckle, his eyes full of tenderness. "Don't worry, Amelia. I won't force you. I'm just going to have to wait."

He then sat down on the sofa, looking as elegant as ever.

"Since you aren't sleepy yet, I'm going to bed." Amelia was just about to move her things that Lucian had brought into the room when he stopped her.

"That wasn't a very nice thing to say, was it?" 'Why is she so stubborn?' he thought to himself glumly. Still, in his most patient voice, he offered, "You sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the sofa, okay?"

"What?" Amelia widened her eyes in disbelief.

It was already weird enough that they were sleeping in the same room so if he slept on the sofa, it would just make things weirder than it already was. She'd never agree to that arrangement.

"Don't forget that we're married. If we continue sleeping in separate rooms, sooner or later, Lily's going to get suspicious. Do you want my mother to come over?" This rendered Amelia speechless.

Was he going to hold that over her head forever?

"Lucian, stop threatening me with these things. I'm not scared!" Amelia spat.

Eyes dimming, Lucian pretended he was angry too. Grabbing the pillow on the bed, he said coldly, "Okay. I'm more concerned about you moving out of the SJ Garden than having to sleep in separate rooms."

While his concern for her was genuine, he didn't want to threaten her or force her into any decisions right now even though he'd already done it before with the photos.

Shocked, Amelia merely watched him as she could tell that he was upset.

She wondered to herself if she'd gone too far this time.

"Lucian, wait!" Amelia hastily stopped him.

With a gloating smile, Lucian merely stopped but he didn't turn around. It seemed as if he had already expected that Amelia would stop him.

"What is it?" He pulled a long face, sullen but not cold.

"It's cold. Take the quilt with you." Amelia only said this as a way to ease the tension between them.

Lucian was obviously disappointed—he thought Amelia would ask him to stay. The excitement in his heart quickly died down.

"It's my heart that's cold. No matter how many quilts I take with me, that won't work," Lucian said lightly, placing a hand over his chest. By this time, Amelia's face was already flushing a deep pink hue.

With that, Lucian left, closing the door behind him.

a daze. For some reason,

blankly into nothing for a while. Then she lay on the bed. Her

Amelia got up, washed herself,

sleep that night. She kept on tossing and turning, unable to fall

eyes were obvious. She wasn't really the type to put on make-up so she

breakfast at

them about

eyes at him when he turned away. Then she grabbed her breakfast on the table

she had to suck it up or else she wouldn't

he watched

in the car leisurely, Amelia was pissed off. She pouted before she began eating her

it out and then covered her mouth and nose as she dangled

and concerned, Lucian asked, "What's going

in the mood to talk to him. She just didn't want to vomit as she was prone to car sickness. Dangling her head over the car window was her

get back at you this morning," Lucian said, raising his eyebrows. He'd assumed that Amelia was just mad at

to herself as she didn't want

there was a part of her that thought Lucian was adorable. She preferred Lucian like

child. Due to her issues with car sickness, Iris would ride a bicycle every

she thought of this, her eyes started welling

been feeling dizzy for a while. She'd been feeling upset recently and the sharp

feeling. Normally, she'd pinch her palm as a way to deal with the pain but this time, it didn't seem to be working. Beads of sweat

when she didn't

her. Laying a hand on her forehead, he felt as if

fine in a

just felt dizzy. She just needed to get

quickly as he

She only ever saw

taken her into his arms as he rushed

attention of a group of female nurses as

into Lucian's

together, Amelia had already experienced Lucian being absolutely sweet to her

please help her!" Lucian cried anxiously, beads of sweat

couldn't help but feel

be taken care of. Since her mother passed away, no one