Since She Met Lucian

Why can't it just be easy to eat Western food? She complained on the inside but on the outside, she kept a straight face.
The dishes were placed on the table and they all looked marvelous which made Amelia's mouth water.
"Eat up," Lucian said in a low voice. He cut the beef with knife and fork rather skillfully, his cream-colored fingers blending in with
the Chinaware.
Meanwhile, Amelia looked confused as she held her knife and fork. She didn't know which hand to use.
She liked to eat spicy food so whenever she went out with Jasper, they always ate Chinese food or hotpot. She'd never been to
such a fancy restaurant before.
She'd seen actors eat like this on TV before but that didn't really help with her confusion.
Noticing the look on her face, Lucian put his utensils down and reached out to reposition how Amelia was holding her knife and
fork. "Okay, that's good," he quipped.
Amelia blushed in embarrassment as she still didn't know what to do. The silence weighed in on her as Lucian continued to eat
his meal.
She took a deep breath. She was at a loss because she still didn't know what to do.
She needed to have her knife in her right hand and her fork in her left hand. Amelia muttered to herself, trying to bear all of this in
mind as she tried to eat.
Lucian seemed to read her mind. He said, "There are no rules. You don't have to be so nervous. Just eat however you want to
eat."
"Really?" With her eyes wide open, Amelia smiled in relief. When Lucian nodded, she turned and asked a waiter standing nearby
for some chopsticks.
While the waiter was momentarily stunned, he was quickly able to recover—he put on a smile and nodded.
When she turned her head to meet Lucian's eyes, she felt a little embarrassed and her face flushed. Then she reached out for a
piece of cake and said frankly, "Well, you told me there are no rules. I can eat however I want..."
Lucian smiled tenderly. 'She really is special,' he thought affectionately to himself.

"I prefer to use chopsticks!" She started helping herself to the food excitedly.
Lucian took his glass of red wine and took a sip, looking as elegant as ever. When he tipped his head a bit so he could drink from
his glass, his profile looked perfect.
Lucian really was a different kind of handsome—it was unparalleled.
"Can I have some red wine?" she suddenly spoke out.
Lucian looked up at her. The gleam in his eyes reminded Amelia of the night she got drunk.
In embarrassment, she picked up her glass of water and started drinking.
Lucian smiled and poured some wine on her glass. "Slow down. Don't drink too much."
"Well... Okay." She didn't expect that Lucian would allow her to drink. When she picked up her glass and took a sip, she tasted a
sour flavor. Frowning, she said, "I prefer cocktails and beer."
She wasn't used to the taste of wine the way she was with beer and cocktails.
Seeing her scrunch up her face, Lucian shook his head helplessly. He then let out a small chuckle.
"Do you really think it's a good idea that a woman like yourself drink alcohol?" Waving his glass, Lucian looked at Amelia quietly
as he sized her up.
Amelia pursed her lips and paused for a while before answering, "I asked Courtney out to drink sometimes because I didn't have
anything to do and Jasper... Uh..."
Why did she suddenly mention Jasper? She never mentioned him anymore because he was already blacklisted in her mind.
Upon giving it more thought, she knew that she only mentioned him because he was part of the story she was going to tell and
not because she was still in love with him or anything.
Then she looked at Lucian who seemed unfazed and continued eating.
A few moments later, Lucian put down his utensils, wiped his mouth, and looked at Amelia.

Amelia seemed to be enjoying the meal as she was still eating by the time he had finished. When she noticed him looking at her,
she asked awkwardly, "Why aren't you eating?"
Flashing her a smile, he said gently, "I'm already full. Go on and continue eating. You seem to be enjoying yourself."
"Uh..." Amelia rubbed her stomach, suddenly realizing how full she really was. However, she couldn't help but worry about all the
food they had left and she didn't want to waste them. Frowning, she questioned, "Why didn't you eat that much? What a waste of
food!"
Lucian gazed back at her affectionately, not knowing how to respond. "I can't eat anymore. Do I really have to eat all of this on
my own?"
Amelia was visibly displeased. "My mother always taught me not to waste food. I expect that your mother would have taught you
the same, Mr. Lucian."
All of a sudden, Lucian fell silent. The lights from the crystal chandelier hanging above them illuminated his handsome face.
Amelia was mesmerized.
This man looked so handsome even when he wasn't doing anything!
"Well, not really. We did grow up in completely different worlds." With that, she realized that she may have said too much.
Lucian frowned and looked at Amelia. He thought how Amelia always did and said something unexpected almost always left him
speechless.
He lowered his head, not saying anything for a while. Looking embarrassed, he asked, "What about these?"
"Could you please pack these up for us?" Amelia requested when a waiter came by.
"Okay then." Lucian had never done this before so he sounded a little awkward.
Amelia left the restaurant holding several take-out bags. Lucian offered to carry the bags. "Give those to me. I'll carry them."
"Uh..."
Amelia was a little taken aback so she said, "I know your family's very rich but that doesn't matter. You still shouldn't waste food.
That's like a general rule!"
After she spoke, she put on a bright smile that made her eyes look like crescent moons.

"You're right." Lucian nodded in agreement. He tapped her on the head and said, "Yup, you're right. Thanks for teaching me
that."
What did he just say? I taught him something? This self-righteous man finally agreed with something she said... And now he was
stroking her head gently.
Her face blushed and she moved her head uneasily, trying to slip away from Lucian.
"Mrs. Amelia, you know, people always tell me that I should marry a good wife. Well, looks like I did!" Lucian said when they got
in the car. He was fastening his seat belt as he spoke.
He wasn't distant or cold or spoke to her in a condescending voice. Instead, he even offered to fasten her seat belt for her. Any
woman in the city would kill to be in her spot right now and that made her smile.
Despite this, she still felt uneasy. She couldn't help but think of their agreement. Had he already changed his mind about it?
Still, Lucian's compliment didn't sit well with her. As much as she loved hearing it, she couldn't shake off the feeling that
something was wrong.
"Please don't do that. I think Sasha is a great woman and she's beautiful too." She decided to bring up Sasha.
She regretted it as soon as she said it. On the inside, she panicked but she tried to remain calm on the outside.
Lucian glanced at Amelia and said coldly, "Mrs. Amelia, I think you ate too much sweets tonight. Maybe you should have some
vinegar to cleanse your palate."
She wasn't stupid—she knew what he meant.
"Lucian, think about it. Have you ever really been in a relationship? A real one? Sasha's your girlfriend. You shouldn't be talking
like that."
"I can be in a relationship if I wanted to," Lucian turned around and looked at Amelia seriously as if he was making a promise.
Amelia was in a daze for a moment as she relished in how Lucian was looking at her. When she caught herself, she burst into
laughter and said, "Well, that's good. If Sasha only knew how much you loved her, I'm sure she would be happy."
For some reason, she felt empty after saying those words. She felt as if she was disconnected from herself.

Lucian turned off the car engine along with the lights. It was completely dark as the trees that surrounded them were blocking the
street lights. They could see the road from where they were but it was a bit too hazy.
Amelia didn't know why Lucian stopped the car all of a sudden. Just as she was about to turn to him and ask, he suddenly
leaned over to her and put an arm around her shoulder. There wasn't much distance left between them as they faced each other,
lips almost touching.
Everything was quiet and Amelia felt as if she was floating. Overwhelmed by her nervousness, she tried to steady herself.
Luckily, Lucian was holding her shoulders with his hands and soon, he closed the distance between them by touching his lips
with hers.
The kiss turned from soft and gentle to passionate really quickly. She stiffened as she inhaled his scent. His warm lips covering
hers... It was intoxicating.
Everything happened so quickly and it was almost dream-like.
As much as she wanted to push him away, she couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to because she wanted this to happen.
She relished the taste of his soft lips and the warmth of his breath on her face.