Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 116

After a long chat with Mrs. Chen, Amelia returned to her room and washed up. Apparently, they had talked the whole night for it was already midnight.

Amelia had meant to call Courtney to ask if she had some money to spare. However, realizing that it wasn't a small amount she needed, she thought better of it.

Nonetheless, she received a call from Courtney, who was inviting her out for a meal.

"Aren't the weekends a good time for making money? Why are you asking me out?" Courtney's shop was full on weekends, and Amelia had no intention of taking her time or being in her way.

"We haven't seen each other for days, and I miss my godson!" Courtney said eagerly over the phone.

"You can see only me, though," Amelia replied coldly.

"Alright, alright. I don't have time to argue with you. Open the door. I'm right outside!" Courtney urged impatiently on the other end of the line.

"Really?" Amelia opened the door and found Courtney standing there, carrying bags of various sizes.

Upon seeing Amelia, Courtney seemed like she had finally found someone who could free her from all her suffering. She took a deep breath and said, "Come on! Take me inside!"

As Amelia took her bags from Courtney, she saw her turn around and stagger toward more luggage near the ancient tree.

Confused, Amelia asked, "Are you moving?"

Her friend not only had many bags in her hands and arms. She now pushed a large suitcase as well.

"That's right. I've brought my luggage here!" Courtney explained as she pushed the suitcase into the room.

Amelia murmured something. She quickly followed Courtney into the room and inquired, "Did you quarrel with your father again?"

In the past, Courtney had done the same thing. She had often sought Amelia's comfort whenever she had some misunderstanding with Kent or her father.

"My dad and I are in good terms right now," Courtney responded. She picked up the bottle of milk sitting on Amelia's bedside table, took off the lid, and drank it all up.

"What's the matter then?" Amelia prodded. Courtney had broken up with Kent. Amelia couldn't understand why she was here being sulky. Then, remembering a name that Courtney had mentioned a few days ago, she asked, "Is this about that Mr. Shang?"

Courtney rolled her eyes at Amelia and replied sourly, "No wonder they say that pregnant women are overthinkers."

"Tell me, what on earth happened to you?" Amelia kept asking worriedly.

Of course, Courtney understood what Amelia was thinking. To ease her friend's worry, she told her the truth. "To be honest, I'm here because I need comforting. Mr. Shang is a good man, but I'm not interested in him at all. My heart still belongs to the other, heartless guy."

After Courtney said that, Amelia fell silent.

Deep inside, she felt sad about the fact that Courtney and Kent had been together for so many years. How had Courtney been able to let that go just like that?

"What about your milk tea shop?" Amelia couldn't imagine giving up a business venture for emotional reasons, but somehow, she understood. Courtney could live off for a time on the Lin family's wealth.

"I've sold the milk tea shop. I want to find a job near you!" Courtney exclaimed joyfully.

"You sold the shop?" The sudden change in Courtney's demeanor surprised Amelia. Frowning, she said, "You ran that shop for a long time. How could you sell it so easily?"

"You know that I opened that shop because of that bastard, and now, we're no longer together. Why would I hold on to something that reminds me of him?" Courtney said casually, rolling her eyes.

Amelia thought about it, and perhaps she agreed with what Courtney had just said. However, that shop had been the fruit of Courtney's painstaking labor for so many years. Understandably, she was emotionally attached to that place. To avoid making her sad, Amelia stopped asking about it.

"This place is some distance from downtown. What kind of job are you looking for?" she asked. To cheer Courtney up, she had decided to change the subject.

"Well, I've been in a managerial position for several years. As such, I don't want to live a life following orders, so I want to continue doing what I'm good at." Beaming with delight, Courtney held Amelia's hands.

The latter had no idea why the other was so happy. Seeing the smile on Courtney's face, however, Amelia thought about how she had a pessimistic view of everything. For a moment, she wished that she could be as free and easy-going as Courtney was.

"You want to open a milk tea shop?"