Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 128

When Lucian returned to SJ Garden, it was already three in the morning.

As soon as he reached the living room, he heard footsteps. Someone was coming down the stairs.

In his surprise, he turned his head and saw that it was Shelly. Her hair was a mess. Wearing a lace nightgown, she presented herself to Lucian the way that someone might dangle a piece of meat in front of a dog.

Feeling a little annoyed, he looked away and asked coldly, "Why are you here?"

He found the whole thing strange. She was dressed like she was ready for bed, yet she had heavy makeup on. Her dark red lips curled up in a seductive smile.

"This is my home. Can't I be here?" Shelly had managed to force that smile, but her voice trembled slightly.

Exhaustion was becoming evident on Lucian's face. It was late, and he wanted no more of this. "Whatever."

The indifference in his words was not lost to Shelly. By that point, she was already hurt, but it was his words that drove her to the edge. There was a hint of jealousy in her voice when she asked, "Were you with Amelia?"

"Yes," Lucian answered without hesitation.

The harsh way in which he regarded Shelly broke her heart.

For the past few days, she had been staying with the An family. She had hoped that Lucian would come over and pick her up. She had even asked Edmund to talk to him about this. Now, Lucian showed no guilt after coming home in the wee hours of the morning from having met up with Amelia. Add that to the fact that he had never gone to pick her up as she had originally expected he would.

She began running back the way she had come in an obvious display of her pain. She had thought that by doing this, she would catch his attention or gain his sympathy. Instead, she saw his eyes flash with disgust.

"Lucian, I know that that woman still has a special place in your heart. But why do you deliberately hurt me? You don't want me to be your wife anymore." Tears fell down her cheeks. Shortly after, she began crying like an injured kitten.

Lucian was annoyed by this whole show. He didn't want to talk anymore. Without a word, he turned around and headed for the stairs.

"Lucian, no matter who you truly love, we're not getting a divorce!" She ran to him, grabbed his arm, and clung onto it like a vine.

Lucian frowned and forcefully shook her off. "Will you stop it?"

"Ah!!" Shelly screamed and fell to the ground. There was a thud and then silence. The back of her head had hit the corner of a low table as she fell.

"Shelly?" Upon seeing what had happened, Lucian's anger was immediately replaced with something else. He knelt down to help her up, but when he placed his hand under her head to support her, he felt something sticky. Afraid of what he might see, he looked at his hand anyway. The red liquid confirmed what he already thought. He was almost scared out of his wits.

Having heard the commotion in the living room, Lily rushed over immediately. When she saw what had happened, she was so scared that her eyes glazed over and she just stood there, trembling. "Mr. Lucian, what should we do?" she muttered.

"Call an ambulance!" Lucian instructed her as he carefully picked Shelly up in both arms.

He had succeeded in slowing down the bleeding when the ambulance arrived.

"Mr. Lucian, don't worry. Miss Shelly will be fine," he heard someone say. Outside the emergency room, Lucian leaned on the wall with his eyes closed, exhausted and worried.

About two hours later, the emergency room doors opened, and the doctor came out. Lucian hurried over to him and asked, "Is she alright?"

"The patient is now unconscious but safe. It was fortunate that her injury was treated on time. Otherwise, there would have been further complications due to the amount of blood she would have lost."

"That's good news! Thank you, Doctor." Lucian felt a wave of relief overcome him. Once more, he leaned against the wall feeling weak.

"Mr. Lucian, you can go back home. Get some rest. I'll take care of Miss Shelly," Lily assured him.

"No, it's almost morning. The An family will be here any moment now. You can't possibly answer the questions they're going to ask, so I'll stay. You can go home ahead of me." Lucian and Edmund had not been having the best relationship for the past few days. Now, this had happened, complicating things even more.

"I'll fix you a meal. You can rest on the other bed if you're feeling sleepy," Lily offered instead.

At daybreak, Lucian was awakened by a noise. Edmund and Emma had arrived.

The look of worry on Emma's face was in stark contrast to Edmund's glare. He had been looking at Lucian this way as soon as he had entered the ward. In many ways, he looked like a volcano, gathering magma until it had enough for an eruption.

"Lucian, you must be very tired. You haven't gotten a wink of sleep. Go back home and get some rest," Emma urged gently.