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."

them together, and she turned her face away. She picked up her coffee

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

her forehead and asked, "Did I really

an old lady in her seventies!" Lucian had a playful smile on his lips. He urged her to sit on the couch and asked, "Guess why my father called me in the study?" His

him before pouting when he didn't say

sound as if he was dramatically beating drums before revealing some mystery. Lucian took out two red packets from his coat and handed them to Amelia. "This one is from father, and the other

the red packets in a daze. The packets had a lot of money. Her heart floated in the warmth

this time of the year because she

to her hometown to stay with her family members. That meant Lucian and Amelia were alone in the huge

she would make. Just as Amelia was

can't even

have done enough

She didn't believe in Lucian's cooking skills, but she

be stared at by others while cooking. Just as he opened the fridge, he felt someone's stare on his back, and he

she had to

an hour had passed, and Amelia couldn't take it anymore. Curiosity took over her heart, and she sneaked into the kitchen. Lucian was standing in the dining room, holding a bottle of red wine. He placed it on a round table draped with a red cloth. In the middle, she could see a giant white candle bursting

with candles!" Amelia stared at the scene with wide eyes and covered her mouth. She was so surprised that her words came out in the form of a high-pitched

Amelia to show up suddenly. He frowned and looked at her, relaxing his shoulders the next second. "Amelia, please turn off the lights." He watched her robotically

lightening up the candles on the table, he backed up and looked at his arrangement. The entire table was decorated with lily flowers on the edges with candles in the middle. Two plates filled

decorated with candles, and a sense of insecurity filled

looked at

brought her near the table. An intense fragrance of lily mixed with wine and cakes entered her lungs,

her, he smiled at her adorable face. "Mrs. Amelia, have a seat, and try it." A

Lucian was not good at cooking, but she could tell that he had worked hard

at him for a long time and smiled. Her heart was deeply moved. "You know, this is my first

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

as he guzzled the wine. He looked alluring in the candlelight, making her heart skip a

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

raised the cup to her mouth and emptied it in a

a western-style restaurant, he had realized

Lucian relaxed his shoulders and drank with her until he felt dizzy. Before he could do anything, a small figure fell in his arms. Just as he realized who he was, she snuggled closer. He held her as if she was his greatest

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

face lit up in yellowish color. A trace of warmth spread in her heart when

making her feel intoxicated. Amelia couldn't hold it in anymore. She put her hands