Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 43

As soon as the car arrived at the SJ Garden, Lucian took off his coat and the coat Amelia had put on her own shoulder. He said possessively, "My woman can only wear my clothes."

Looking at his childish yet serious face, Amelia said nothing but felt happy.

Girls like to be cared and loved by boys. They enjoy a sweet caress and a warm embrace. Being loved and capable of reciprocating love is, to them, one of the most pleasant things in the world. Amelia was entranced by that very feeling right now. As though her heart was filled with vast oceans of ecstasy.

But the coat wasn't hers. It was Jonny's and she couldn't lose it, so she took it from Lucian and held it in her arms.

Lucian felt jealous at the sight of Amelia's reaction but he didn't want to show it. He had to bury the impulse to get to the bottom of the matter.

"I'll go upstairs first." She planned to wash Jonny's coat in the washing machine and return it to him.

Seeing she was holding the well-designed suit made of plain but soft fabric, Lucian couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to take that upstairs?"

"Oh... Yes." Amelia froze. Every inch of her body quickly stiffened with panic. She looked at him and explained, "It's from a kind man! I don't think it's appropriate to throw it away."

"So it is." He smiled enough to conceal the jealousy. "I'll wait for you in the bedroom," he reminded her.

"Bedroom?" With widened eyes, Amelia was at a loss for what Lucian meant.

Noticing how confused she looked, Lucian appeased her. "I wanted to ask for your opinion. But since you seem anxious to know right away, I will tell you directly."

"Lucian, what are you doing? What's going on?" By this time, Lucian was a few meters away from Amelia, and he entered her room.

"We must sleep in the same room tonight," he spoke in a calm and smooth tone without a hint of embarrassment or hesitation at all. So much so, he began collecting Amelia's toiletries.

Tonight at Shelly's birthday party, Fannie let the cat out of the bag as evidence of Lucian's discord with Amelia. She said Lucian just wanted to cheat them with the excuse that he married Amelia.

What Fannie said had hit the nail on the head. Lucian, however, had a crush on Amelia now and didn't want her to think they were still contractually bound in matrimony.

Amelia was stunned. She couldn't fathom how all these were being unraveled to her.

After a short while, Lucian moved all of Amelia's necessities to the master bedroom.

"You know, we used to be interns. After we finished our internship, we are now a qualified couple," said Lucian. Seeing how his words left Amelia perplexed and distracted, he gently caressed her head as though comforting a wounded sheep.

Lucian's words made Amelia shocked and incapable of making a response.

When she realized her necessities had been moved by Lucian, she immediately ran to his bedroom, only to find out the room had already been arranged. Then, Lily said with a smile, "Mrs. Amelia, I have arranged everything according to Mr. Lucian's orders. Please, have a look around. Should there be anything you aren't satisfied with, please tell me."

The single color quilt was replaced with one in bright red. Even the pillows were embroidered with two mandarin ducks. 'How did this entire scene morph into a wedding room?!' Amelia thought.

Everything in the room was elegant and luxurious. With a jovial expression, Lucian sent Lily away and walked to Amelia. He explained in a soft voice, "Amelia, we slept in separate rooms before because our marriage was just a show for others. But now, I... I'm in love with you. I don't want to be far apart from you."

Amelia noticed the timidity on Lucian's face. She swore she saw him blush a bit. The embarrassment he felt even made him stutter.

Amelia looked blankly at the handsome man in front of her. Once more, she was at a loss for words. As though her heart was pulled tighter all of a sudden, she couldn't respond.

Although she had a crush on him, she wasn't prepared to go out with him. Let alone, sleep on the same bed with him. 'What speed!' Amelia thought.

"Lucian, I'm sorry but I can't do that..." She had already lost her heart in a relationship once. This time, she was eager not to wear her heart on her sleeve. This time, she proceeded with sound reasoning.

Lucian was a man of excellence. He was the ideal lover in the eyes of a thousand girls. How could a run-of-the-mill girl like her get along well with such a perfect man?

"Why not?" Lucian's deep eyes locked into Amelia's face. He hadn't the slightest idea why Amelia refused to accept his love.

Amelia couldn't remove her gaze from the man's handsome face. So Amelia explained to Lucian in a low, almost inaudible, voice, "We haven't known each other for a long time. I mean, have you seen me in my bad days? Because I sure haven't seen you in yours. Are you even sure it's love you have for me? I'm sorry but I just can't commit. Please forgive me."

Amelia felt as though she had fallen into a pit—uncomfortable and stuck. She's always hated that feeling. She felt a sense of loss the moment she let those words out. Not enough loss, however, to surpass how Lucian was feeling.

Lucian was almost impeccable, condescending even. The next words he uttered made Amelia feel he was untouchable, mounted on his high horse.

"Are you rejecting me?" Lucian looked at Amelia with a faint smile and desolation in his eyes. A hint of bitterness flashed in the corners of his mouth. The expression on his face broke Amelia's heart.

'Rejecting you?' Amelia thought of the gravity of the word. Should she nod or shake her head?