Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 47

Amelia frowned when Lucian emptied the fifth bottle of beer. On the table, she could see two more dozens of German beer that were enough to make Lucian drunk.

She glared at him in anger and said, "Lucian, you don't have to take it out on yourself. Just vent your anger on me."

Lucian narrowed his cold eyes at her. "Do you feel bad when I treat myself like this?"

Smiling bitterly, he didn’t even try to hide the self-deception in the question.

Countless women were chasing him, but he had eyes only for Amelia. The fact that she not only refused his kindness but also lied, hurt him deeply.

He had hated people who lied to him because of what happened twenty years ago.

Even though Amelia was stunned and silent on the surface, her heart was in turmoil. She felt sorry and distressed.

She squatted with tears in her eyes. "Can you just stop drinking?" Amelia wanted to admit her mistake, but she was afraid of infuriating him.

She knew that even though she would explain with her soft and trembling voice, his steeled heart wouldn’t feel a thing.

Lucian could forgive a person for any sin except for lies.

"Don't you have to explain yourself?" Lucian squinted his red eyes.

Amelia’s heart ached when her legitimate husband used such an interrogating tone to address her.

"Will you believe me?" She looked up at him, seeing through Lucian's mind.

His blood boiled after hearing her voice. "You're free to do anything, Amelia!" Just as he stood up, his legs wobbled as if he could fall any minute.

Amelia was about to help him when Lucian shoved her hands away ruthlessly. He cast a cold glance at her and said, "You must be satisfied after talking to another man privately."

Lucian walked upstairs, stumbling on the way.

Amelia stood like a statue with her anxious mind. She couldn't think straight.

Even though Jonny and Amelia sat beside the lake and talked, Lucian was worried for nothing.

Misunderstandings came one after another, and she didn't get a chance to explain.

After what it felt like hours, a voice brought her out of the trance. "Mrs. Amelia, please go and see Mr. Lucian. He is in a bad mood." Amelia swept her eyes to see Lily standing before her.

"Lucian won’t see me," Amelia said in a low voice.

"It's impossible! Mr. Lucian cannot refuse you, not in a million years. Although you have to find a way to make him happy." Lily’s face turned red after saying the second sentence, but she continued, "Mr. Lucian just wants to save his face. If you say something he wants to hear, he won't be angry."

Something that he would want to hear… Amelia’s face lit up when a thought crossed her mind.

"I know!" Amelia excitedly rushed toward the kitchen, prepared a cup of honey water, and brought it to the bedroom. Just as she opened the door, she found that it was empty, instantly remembering that he had changed the room.

She opened the door of the guest room to find Lucian reading some letters, being momentarily stunned.

Amelia lowered her head to avoid embarrassment and walked over lightly to put the honey water on the table.

As expected, Lucian put away the letters, locked the drawer, and turned to face her with an irritated expression. "Who let you in?"

Well, he was still angry!

Amelia’s calm eyes cast a glance at him, and she said shamelessly, "I’m your wife! This is my house, and you cannot stop me from entering your room."

Lucian raised his eyebrow at her words, and the corners of his lips lifted to give an ironic smile. "Don't flatter me. As if your presence can make me blissful."

She wanted him to be happy, but she didn't mean to coax him.

Amelia gazed at him for a moment and opened her mouth to speak her mind, only to close it in a second.

Even though she wanted to say what was in her heart, she couldn't. She felt as if the words were as heavy as thousands of kilograms. Her words stuck in her throat, making her chest heavy.

She turned away and pointed her fingers at the glass she had brought. "Drink this honey water, and then I'll let you know what’s in my mind." Amelia’s face was indifferent, and she spoke in a calm voice.

Lucian gaped at his wife in surprise. How could he still be angry after seeing her indifferent attitude?

Amelia talked exactly like he had once when she was drunk, and Lucian had prepared honey water for her.

He pursed his lips and swallowed the honey water from the glass. "Alright, just say it then."