Since She Met Lucian

The following morning in the SJ Garden.
Amelia got up early and immediately changed into her athletic clothes. She wore her hair up in a pony tail and headed
downstairs. The first thing she saw was Lucian sitting on the sofa, having a cup of coffee.
Amelia immediately turned sour—her good mood completely ruined. She walked towards Lucian and said, "Good morning, Mr.
Lucian."
Lucian looked up at Amelia and pointed to the kitchen. "Lily's making breakfast inside. Oh and please call me honey."
"Bah!" Amelia blurted out without any hesitation. Then she realized that she had overreacted, so she said in a low voice, "Lucian,
I know you're just doing this because you feel guilty but I really don't want to be part of it."
Whomever she was going to call honey was going to be her real husband not her fake one!
Lucian ground his teeth. Obviously irked, he took Amelia by the hand and gripped her by the arms, threatening, "It's okay if you
don't want to call me that. I can hang your photos in my bedroom later and if Lily asks, I can tell her that I just like to admire my
wife's sexy figure every now and then."
"Lucian, shame on you!" Amelia was too angry to say anything else.
"I'm your legitimate husband so now, I'm not breaking any laws. You shouldn't be putting shame on me for something legal." It
seemed that Lucian was ready to risk everything. Amelia could feel his hot breath in her ears. The warm stream sent a shiver
down her spine and causing her heart to beat a mile a minute.
'Oh my God! He thinks he can do anything he wants to me just because he's handsome!'
However, much to her surprise, her heart did not protest at all.
Noticing that Amelia suddenly stopped moving, Lucian felt himself weakening.
"I'm giving you three seconds to decide. Do you want to do it or not?" Lucian threatened. As he buried his face, he felt Amelia's
soft and smooth skin, her scent filling his nose.
There was just something special about Amelia.
Upon realizing she had no choice, she said weakly, "Ho... ney..."

Saying those two syllables made her want to bite off her own tongue.
"What? I'm sorry but your voice is so low that I couldn't hear you. Speak louder," Lucian pleaded, acting like a spoiled child.
Amelia frowned, anger flashing across her eyes.
She didn't even want to say it in the first place and now he was making her repeat herself!
"Forget it. You don't want to do it anyway," he said in an irritated tone.
"Honey!" she angrily shouted, her voice louder this time.
This time, not only did Lucian hear her but also Lily who was in the kitchen at that time.
"That's better. I like it." Lucian was grinning as he joked, "Well, if you call me that all the time, I..."
"Lucian, shame on you!" Amelia said indignantly, breaking away from Lucian's embrace.
For a moment, Lucian's hand was frozen midair. It didn't take long for him to regain his composure and continue drinking his
coffee leisurely.
Amelia was putting on her shoes when she saw Lucian walk past her. She ignored him and just headed outside.
When Amelia reached the gate, she intended to walk to a spot where she could hail a taxi however Lucian had beeped his horn
from his Lamborghini.
Amelia ignored him as she continued to walk.
But he didn't stop. He still kept beeping his horn.
In annoyance, she stopped her tracks and looked toward the car. "Lucian, what do you want?"
Wasn't it him who had said that she could go out today? What is he up to again?
"Well, I'd like to take my wife out today." Lucian didn't have his usual indifferent look. Instead, today, he looked handsome and
youthful, playful even.
Amelia ground her teeth. To her, Lucian just sounded stupid every time he insisted on calling her his wife.

This was just a fake marriage! Why was he trying so hard to keep up pretenses when no one was even around?
"Thanks for the offer but I can take a taxi," she blatantly refused.
"Mrs. Amelia, I don't know if you just have poor comprehension skills or if I just wasn't clear enough. What I meant was that we
should go out today. Just the two of us. Instead of you going out by yourself," Lucian said nonchalantly, raising his eyebrows and
grinning.
"Lucian, this is already too much!" When they first made this deal, they said that they wouldn't meddle with each other's lives as
long as they weren't in public. Now this is exactly what he was doing!
This made her blood boil. She just wanted to smack him across the face!
Despite Amelia being visibly annoyed, Lucian grinned and said in a nicer voice, "Just get in the car. I promise you that you're
going to have a good time today."
"I don't want to go out with you!" There was no assurance that she was going to enjoy her day if she spent it with him after all.
Amelia refused without hesitation.
"Really? Well, since you don't want to go out with me, why don't you just stay here and wait for me? I'm going to meet Sasha.
She told me she would cook me a delicious lunch and she asked me to go to her place at noon." Continuing in a much more
regretful tone this time, he continued, "I don't think my wife would mind if I went out with other women."
Sasha... The woman whom she saw kiss Lucian right in front of her.
Amelia couldn't deny the nervousness she felt.
But after going back to the reason why Lucian initially married her, she put on a cold smile and said simply, "Of course not."
Lucian's face immediately darkened. Glancing at Amelia who was smiling triumphantly now, he cursed inwardly, 'What a double-
faced woman!'
Last night, when she was talking to her mother, she was telling her how she couldn't leave him and suddenly, she's acting as if
she didn't care about him! What the hell did she want?
"Great then." Lucian bit his lower lip and put on an uneasy smile.

The smile on Amelia's face disappeared as she watched the car speed off and disappear. Her heart started to sink, feeling her
stomach tie into knots. She couldn't deny that she was hurt.
Lucian only said that to make Amelia mad. Just as he was about to turn the car back around, his phone suddenly started ringing.
Upon picking it up, he saw that it was Sasha calling. He frowned, not wanting to answer it. However, when he thought of all the
terrible things his mother did and said to her, he decided to answer the call.