Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 37

"Since you don't appreciate my kindness, I won't force you." After staring at Amelia for a long time, Lucian finally conceded. "But Amelia, you're my wife. Why can't I do these kinds of things for you?"

Lucian's eyes had darkened. When he turned to look at Amelia, there was a hint of sadness in it.

Not knowing what to say, Amelia lowered her head, too nervous to answer.

"Frank, put the car in the garage. Just leave it there since Amelia doesn't want it." Lucian directed his order to Frank, his voice emotionless.

'What? He's just going to leave it at the garage?'

"Can't I return it?" she asked bashfully, frowning.

"Of course not!" Frank answered.

"Why not?" The car was not used or damaged. Why couldn't it be returned?

Lucian wanted to laugh as he watched Amelia but he held back his laughter and sighed instead, saying, "Well, of course, the owner would take care of the car, right? But if the seller won't think that. Even if you've just been using it for a day, it's already lost its value. Returning it will just cost us. We'll just lose even more money."

"Lose more money?" That was what Amelia was worried about.

Since the car couldn't be returned and she wasn't going to drive, Lucian technically wasted his money on buying the car. It was just going to be put to waste.

"Can we rent the car to a lease company? That way, we can make up for the loss," Amelia proudly suggested, her bright eyes gleaming.

"No way, Mrs. Amelia!" With a look of bewilderment on his face, Frank said with a frown, "Although this isn't as expensive as a villa would be, we still can't rent it out to a lease company. They're certainly not going to take care of this car so it's not practical. The car's just going to lose its value."

Lucian didn't expect Frank to chime in like that. He winked at Frank in approval.

"Well..." Amelia pursed her lips, looking remorseful. It seemed that there was no way out. She turned to look at Lucian and apologized, "I'm sorry that you wasted your money again."

"Mrs. Amelia, if you didn't want to waste Mr. Lucian's money, why don't you just accept this car? That way, everyone will be happy," Frank quipped.

Well, he had a point. Lucian's lips pursed at the slightest of movements and he suddenly felt his heart racing.

She didn't even want to waste money on food what more a car. One could only imagine the remorse she felt over the money Lucian wasted on buying this car.

"Ouch, that hurts!" She felt as if her head was throbbing with all the thinking she was doing.

Was there really no other way but to accept the car? She didn't want to owe Lucian any more than she already did.

"Amelia, I'm your husband. This is what I should be doing. If you can't accept that then I won't force but I have to tell you... This hurts for me." After Lucian finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the SJ Garden.

'Oh, my God! Is he mad?'

"Hey, Lucian!" She called out to him hurriedly, however he showed no signs of stopping and just continued walking.

She pouted, frustrated. Her restless heart began to feel sad.

Standing by the side, Frank noticed how upset Amelia looked. He then said, "Mrs. Amelia, I seldom see Mr. Lucian do something like this and he did this for you. Why can't you see that?"

"I... I know but..." But we're not an actual couple. They were just acting even though their marriage certificate was real.

At the thought of this, Amelia thought back to Lucian's confession and the passionate kiss they shared the night before.

"Mrs. Amelia, Mr. Lucian isn't normally like this. He doesn't do these types of things for women. I guess, he's just upset." After years of working for Lucian, this was the first time that Frank saw Lucian do something like this for a woman. So the pity in his voice couldn't be helped—he really did feel sorry for his boss.

Amelia lowered her eyes and thought for a while. Then she raised her head and asked, "What should I do now?" After all, she didn't want to make Lucian angry.

"It's not going to be easy but you have to accept the car and thank Mr. Lucian. Then everything will be fine," Frank simply said upon noticing that Amelia finally understood what he meant.

Amelia sighed. She resignedly said, "I guess that's what I have to do."

Noticing her lack of enthusiasm, Frank continued, "Mrs. Amelia, don't look as if you're digging your own grave. Countless women pine for Mr. Lucian and he only has eyes for you. You should be grateful."

Amelia didn't know what to say to this. While she knew that a lot of women liked Lucian, she knew that he chose her for a reason and it wasn't out of love.

Anyone merely observing from the outside thought that Amelia, a humble girl, had hit the jackpot by marrying Lucian, a handsome and wealthy man adored by thousands of women. She must have done something right in her past life to deserve this. She made sure to keep to herself how embarrassed she really was of their relationship.

"I'm going in now. Would you like to come with me?" At this moment, Amelia thought of Lucian who had left without looking back. He must be quite angry with her.

"Mrs. Amelia, go on. I don't need to go with you. Go on!" Frank encouraged with a smile.