Since She Met Lucian

Amelia frowned when Lucian emptied the fifth bottle of beer. On the table, she could see two more dozens of German beer that were enough to make Lucian drunk.

She glared at him in anger and said, "Lucian, you don't have to take it out on yourself. Just vent your anger on me."

Lucian narrowed his cold eyes at her. "Do you feel bad when I treat myself like this?"

Smiling bitterly, he didn’t even try to hide the self-deception in the question.

Countless women were chasing him, but he had eyes only for Amelia. The fact that she not only refused his kindness but also lied, hurt him deeply.

He had hated people who lied to him because of what happened twenty years ago.

Even though Amelia was stunned and silent on the surface, her heart was in turmoil. She felt sorry and distressed.

She squatted with tears in her eyes. "Can you just stop drinking?" Amelia wanted to admit her mistake, but she was afraid of infuriating him.

She knew that even though she would explain with her soft and trembling voice, his steeled heart wouldn’t feel a thing.

Lucian could forgive a person for any sin except for lies.

"Don't you have to explain yourself?" Lucian squinted his red eyes.

Amelia’s heart ached when her legitimate husband used such an interrogating tone to address her.

"Will you believe me?" She looked up at him, seeing through Lucian's mind.

His blood boiled after hearing her voice. "You're free to do anything, Amelia!" Just as he stood up, his legs wobbled as if he could fall any minute.

Amelia was about to help him when Lucian shoved her hands away ruthlessly. He cast a cold glance at her and said, "You must be satisfied after talking to another man privately."

Lucian walked upstairs, stumbling on the way.

Amelia stood like a statue with her anxious mind. She couldn't think straight.

Even though Jonny and Amelia sat beside the lake and talked, Lucian was worried for nothing.

Misunderstandings came one after another, and she didn't get a chance to explain.

brought her out of the trance. "Mrs. Amelia, please go and see Mr. Lucian. He is in a bad mood." Amelia swept her eyes

Amelia said in a

after saying the second sentence,

want to hear… Amelia’s face lit up

prepared a cup of honey water, and brought it to the bedroom. Just as

opened the door of the guest room to find

head to avoid embarrassment and walked over lightly

Lucian put away the letters, locked the drawer, and turned to face her

was still

said shamelessly, "I’m your wife! This is my house,

raised his eyebrow at her words, and the corners of his lips lifted to give an ironic smile. "Don't

but she didn't mean to

moment and opened her mouth to speak her mind, only to close

couldn't. She felt as if the words were as heavy as thousands of kilograms. Her words stuck in her throat, making her chest

her fingers at the glass she had brought. "Drink this honey water, and then I'll let

could he still be angry

talked exactly like he had once when she was drunk, and Lucian had prepared honey water for

water from the glass. "Alright, just say

but the seed of

glass, but her mind got anxious again. How was she supposed to say those words? She took multiple breaths to calm her heart. "Didn't you ask

lips and

couldn’t keep his cold expressions anymore, frowning at her words. "Why?" Why did she have to lie if her

like a fishbone that had stuck in his

women. And when you are not with me, I-I"—she swallowed saliva and looked at him with eyes filled with emotions—"miss you." Her breathing was erratic after

Even in her dream, she didn't dare to see his face. But when she reflected on her

and his mouth curved up to form a faint smile. "Do you know

was flooded with both joy, but deep down he

I thought I fell in love with you because

head to hide the blush on

would have smiled at her words a few

relationships. It wasn’t like he couldn’t tease her back at what she said. Lucian didn’t want to

toward him, she said boldly, "I’ll only say these words this time because it makes you happy." She sighed and turned to face the door. "You

a moment of silence, he woke up from his trance and dashed after her, pushing the door with all his

other side, making her stumble back. A hand gripped her wrist firmly. Without giving her a second glance,