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.

and see Mr. Lucian. He is in a bad

won’t see me," Amelia said in a

red after saying the second sentence, but she continued, "Mr. Lucian just

Amelia’s face lit up when a thought crossed

brought it to the bedroom.

to

over lightly to put

expected, Lucian put away the letters, locked the drawer, and turned to face her with an irritated expression. "Who let you

he was still

calm eyes cast a glance at him, and she said shamelessly, "I’m your

of his lips lifted to give an ironic smile. "Don't flatter me. As if your presence can

him to be happy, but she

mouth to speak her mind, only to close it in

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 you know what’s

wife in surprise. How could he still be

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

honey water from the glass. "Alright, just say it

seed of curiosity

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

her lips and observed

He couldn’t keep his cold expressions anymore, frowning at

like a fishbone that had

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 she was done with expressing herself. It

fantasy for her. Even in her dream, she didn't dare to see his face. But when she reflected on her words, Amelia felt her love for

his mouth curved up to form a faint

heart was flooded with both joy, but deep

full of love. "At first, I thought I fell in love with you because of your family background. But now I

her head to hide the blush

few days ago,

also high when it came to relationships. It wasn’t like he couldn’t

Lucian was still mad at her. Sauntering 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 should

he woke up

when someone pushed it from the other side, making her stumble back. A hand gripped her wrist firmly. Without giving her a second glance,