Since She Met Lucian

She was so busy that she didn't even have the time to have dinner. When she saw Lucian open the food box, a feeling of warmth coursed through her heart. This made her stomach grumble so she walked towards Lucian and looked through the food in the box.

"I haven't had dinner either. We can have dinner together." He just wanted to have a meal with Amelia without all the guilt. For just a while, he wanted to be with her and be happy.

After dinner, Lucian and Eric sat at their seats outside the shop. They seemed to be talking about business while Amelia was calculating the net profit of the whole day.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Amelia raised her head again, only to find that Eric had left already and Lucian was quietly watching her.

"Why are you calculating by hand?" Lucian had grabbed her notepad in which Amelia was writing on. At that moment, he looked truly captivating.

"Give it back!" Amelia frowned as she tried to get her notepad back.

She was bad at math so she always felt like her calculations were wrong.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can't believe my wife is so stupid! I worry about our unborn son's IQ," Lucian taunted her, grinning playfully.

Amelia wasn't offended. If anything, she felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. On the outside though, she made sure she was still composed.

After making a mistake with one of her calculations, Lucian headed to the bar counter and powered up the computer. He began typing quickly—classifying the drinks, setting the sales, and inputting the unit prices. Soon, with his formula, he was able to get a result.

Amelia was stunned. She couldn't help but admire Lucian.

"Looks like you had a good day. If things continue like this, you'll be a rich woman soon," he complimented her as he flashed her a smile.

A hint of joy appeared on Amelia's face. "This is Courtney's shop, not mine. As long as I get my salary, I'm good but the more she makes, the better. I just need money to buy milk for the baby."

She was so happy that she hadn't realized that she'd hurt Lucian with her words.

"Amelia, you're acting as if I'm not around. I'm the father of this child," Lucian said coldly. The shift in his mood was quick, his eyes quickly turned cold.

Taken aback, Amelia averted her gaze and pretended she didn't hear him. "Well, looks like I don't have any customers left. I have to get going."

She sounded dismissive which hurt Lucian.

However, Lucian quickly shoved his bitterness aside when he thought of the good news that Eric had just brought to him. Once he freed himself of his shackle of a marriage, he could finally be completely there for Amelia and their child.

"I'll drive you home," Lucian offered.

Amelia looked at him, unable to find the courage in herself to refuse him.

to annoy him or test

the table and do some work around the shop

to herself as she watched Lucian work efficiently in the shop.

the rich man that he was, had never done a single chore in his life. Now here

It was already eight in the evening

Lucian then made a

was quite empty, not many cars were out. Instead, she found a

turned her head to look out of the window, savoring the

found this place by accident. I think you're going to love it." Lucian's voice sounded indifferent like it usually did but there was a slight hint

nervous when it seemed

won't touch a pregnant woman," Lucian said flirtatiously, his

him, not saying a word as she wasn't sure

was a mistake that she let Lucian drive her home. She only agreed because she thought it was just going to be a short drive and she didn't know that Lucian was planning to take

pulled over in front of a villa. Amelia looked around in surprise and

So I thought you'd stay here for the meantime," Lucian said

couldn't help but be upset a

had made it very clear that she preferred to live in her apartment for the meantime. If it bothered the

of both you and the baby. You can't make me feel guilty about this." With that, Lucian got off the car and walked

seemed strange as the place was so isolated—there was not

she was, refusing to get out. However,

she wasn't

the gate. He pressed his thumb to open the gate to the

to break away but she couldn't

on, the entire room

me down!" she whined as she struggled

down, grabbed her hand, and then

tried to wriggle her hand free

eye was a photo of Iris. She had to look twice in shock. "What's my mother's photo

she thought it was in the rented house. Why

eyeing the photos that were hanging in the middle of the wall. For some reason, she

did say that wherever you were, your mom had to be

he was planning to keep Amelia here for a

pay a monthly rent." She only said that to temper him for the night but in her mind, she was already

you daily necessities and some clothes. If you need anything, just