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.

in a daze. For some reason,

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

got up, washed

a good night's sleep that night. She kept on tossing and turning,

She wasn't really the type to put on make-up

at the table. He said plainly, "You

an hour left before work and it only took them about half an hour to go to the

turned away. Then she grabbed her breakfast on the table and headed

up or else she wouldn't get a ride going to

as he watched Amelia hurry

him sitting in the car leisurely, Amelia was pissed off. She pouted before she began

as if she suddenly remembered something. She quickly spat it out and then covered her mouth and nose as she dangled her head over

and concerned, Lucian

as she was prone to car sickness. Dangling her head over the car

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

to herself as she didn't

was adorable. She

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

this, her eyes started welling up, sadness

while. She'd been feeling upset recently and the sharp pain that

the pain but this time, it didn't

at her when she didn't say

tell that something was wrong with her. Laying a hand on her forehead, he felt as if his heart

I'll be fine in a while!"

needed to get off the car

Lucian drove as quickly as he could. Soon,

She only ever

had taken her into his arms as he rushed

anything, he'd even attracted the attention of a group of female nurses as he was so

stared up into Lucian's face. She had a good view of

together, Amelia had already experienced Lucian being absolutely sweet to

help her!" Lucian cried anxiously, beads of sweat

help but

such an amazing feeling to be taken care of. Since her mother passed away, no one