Since She Met Lucian

Just as Lucian handed over the framed painting to Nicholas, Nicholas's smile widened to form a pleasant grin.

No matter who had made this painting, Nicholas was moved by Lucian's intention.

Lucian had always been aloof ever since Fiona passed away. He seldom returned to the Zhan mansion for the Spring Festival. Nicholas found it both surprising and pleasant to have dinner with his son.

Fannie stayed silent and just stood in one corner, glaring at Amelia at the same time.

"Mom, this is what Amelia chose for you." Lucian took the clothes from the bag and handed them to Fannie.

Fannie's expressions changed at that. Her face turned from slightly surprised to indifferent in a few seconds. She looked coldly at Amelia and said, "I have many clothes. I don't need these."

Amelia's heart trembled when Fannie rejected her gift bluntly. After recovering from her shock, she forced a smile.

Before she could open her mouth, Lucian interrupted, "All right." Lucian's expression was cold and icy when he stuffed the clothes back in the bag.

"It's the New Year's Eve, Fannie. Why can't you at least pretend to be happy?" Nicholas couldn't stand still after seeing Fannie's behavior. Seriousness floated in his eyes when he gazed at her.

Fannie clutched her fist tightly and glared at Nicholas. She took multiple breaths to suppress her anger. "Do I have to grin all the time just to make you happy?"

Nicholas was speechless and sighed deeply.

Fannie ruined the serene atmosphere between Lucian and his father.

Lucian ignored Fannie and walked toward Amelia. He held her hand gently and whispered soothingly, "It's okay."

Amelia's lips stretched to form a faint smile. Her heart didn't have a trace of anger or distress anymore. She had expected Fannie to behave like that anyway.

After eating, both Nicholas and Lucian went to the study while Amelia waited in the living room.

Fannie was calmly staring at the cup in her hand, and she sipped it again. Fannie seemed calm on the surface. She didn't even gaze at Amelia with her displeased expressions. Amelia glanced at the woman and shifted uneasily on her seat as if she wanted to say something. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. What if she ended up annoying Fannie again? The silence made her feel even more awkward.

"I know Lucian and his father like you already, but I won't. And don't worry, I won't accept you for the rest of my life," Fannie said coldly.

Those words made Amelia's heart feel suffocated. She averted her eyes and looked down.

Before silence between them could become even more awkward, Lucian walked downstairs and took hold of Amelia's hand. He didn't even glance at Fannie and said, "Happy New Year, mom. We should go home."

seeing the two of them together, and she turned her face away. She picked up her

wife, deciding to head home. They were silent for their entire journey. Just as Lucian got out of the car, he observed a weird expression on Amelia's face. "Amelia, didn't you promise not to take Fannie seriously? Why are you frowning?" His gaze carried a hint of worry

and asked, "Did I

his lips. He urged her to sit on the couch and asked,

confused gaze cast on him before pouting when he

Lucian took out two red packets from his coat

had a lot of

used to give her red packets, especially the one Iris handed just before dying. Amelia used to feel distressed at this time of the year because she

Lily had gone to her hometown to stay with her family members. That meant Lucian and Amelia were alone in the huge villa. It was Amelia who decided to cook

the dishes she would make. Just as Amelia was about to start cooking, Lucian stopped her. He smiled and took

what she heard. 'He can't

have done enough already. Go and watch TV." Lucian's voice was

eyes. She didn't believe in Lucian's cooking

on his back, and he turned around to see Amelia still standing at the door. Smiling awkwardly,

wanted to see him working in the kitchen, she had to leave. "All right." Amelia pouted and watched TV obediently in the

sneaked into the kitchen. Lucian was standing in the dining room, holding a bottle of red

at the scene with wide eyes and covered her mouth. She was so surprised that her words came out in the form

the next second. "Amelia, please

decorated with lily flowers on the edges with

stared at the table decorated with candles, and a sense of insecurity filled her

The atmosphere seemed both romantic and bright. That was when she returned to Earth and looked at Lucian. Candlelight reflected on his handsome face, carving out everything perfectly. Her heart

An intense fragrance of lily mixed with wine and cakes entered her lungs,

he smiled at her adorable face. "Mrs. Amelia, have

she could tell

smiled. Her heart was

coincidence! It's my first time too." He beamed

guzzled the wine. He looked

of wine spread across them as they filled their cups with it. Their eyes met

raised the cup to her mouth and emptied

they went for dinner in a western-style restaurant, he had realized the fact that Amelia loved her freedom. They were at home anyway. He could take care of her, even

anything, a small figure fell in his arms. Just as he realized who he was, she snuggled closer. He held

knees went soft in his arms. Her cheeks were burning because of the amount of

of his face

feel intoxicated. Amelia couldn't hold it in anymore. She put her hands on the nape of his neck and pulled him closer, kissing him