Chapter 32 Not A Confession

"Amelia, this is getting odd. Every time I ask you something, you don't answer it and you just change
the topic!" Courtney seemed disappointed as she spoke.

"Well, then just don't..." Amelia's voice trailed off. She turned only to find in horror that Lucian was
standing by the door. In utter shock, she raised her hand and covered her mouth.

Wasn't he supposed to be with Sasha taking care of her? What was he doing here?

"Amelia, I was supposed to tell you but we were playing around and I was out of breath and..."
Courtney explained bashfully upon seeing the look on Amelia's face.

Amelia pursed her lips and immediately flushed when she remembered what she had been doing just
now. 'Did Lucian see all of that? Was he turned off?' she thought to herself in a panic.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" Lucian said in a cold voice. He sounded displeased with her.

Rendered speechless, Amelia wondered why he would even bring her to a date with his girlfriend in the
first place. However, since Courtney was still standing by her side, she answered calmly, "I put my
phone on silent mode so I didn't know that you were calling."

'She says she put her phone on silent mode but she was able to reject the calls?' he thought to himself.

Lucian was inexplicably angry. He pulled her towards him and said expressionlessly, "Let's go. We're
going home."

Startled by this, it didn't take much effort for Lucian to pull Amelia.

Courtney watched this entire scene unfold in fear. She hurriedly said, "Lucian, what are you going to
do?"



Lucian stopped, turned to look at Courtney and said, "Thank you."

Thank you? Amelia was understandably confused. Why would Lucian thank Courtney?

It took a while for Amelia to put the pieces together. She should have thought earlier why Courtney
would ask for her help when the shop had few customers.

It was because Lucian had called Courtney first before she did Amelia. What kind of friend was
Courtney?

Upon seeing the apologetic look on Courtney's face, Amelia knew then that her hunch was right.

When Lucian had successfully forced her into the car, the first thing that came out of her mouth was,
"Aren't you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now? What's wrong with you?"

"Amelia, are you stupid?" Lucian asked in a cold voice.

What?! How dare he call her stupid?

Amelia was completely irritated. "You're a playboy! I can't believe I married a playboy like you! I even
came with you to visit your girlfriend! I made porridge for her! How dare you!"

Finally, she was able to let it all out.

"Amelia, are you jealous?" With a mocking smile on his face, Lucian suddenly slammed his foot on the
brakes. He then said matter-of-factly, "You're jealous of me and Sasha."

Amelia felt her heart twist in pain.

She lowered her head to avert his gaze, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment. Her heartbeat
quickened and her palms were sweaty—she'd been exposed.



He was right. She was indeed jealous. She would never admit it though. Nothing in the world could
make her confess her love to Lucian. It didn't help that Lucian was a public figure whom every woman
practically swooned ever. She'd rather keep her feelings to herself.

"Don't be so narcissistic. I just... I just don't understand why you still want to keep up this fake marriage
when you already have someone you love!" she stuttered, her face still red in embarrassment.

Lucian raised his eyebrows. Noticing the nervousness on Amelia's face, a meaningful smile flashed in
his face. "Falling in love and getting married are two different things."

"What? Are you enjoying the feeling of having both a wife and a mistress at the same time?" Amelia
posed doubtfully.

He was trying to make it easier for her to understand what he was feeling.

So this question by Amelia amused him. He couldn't help but wonder why she was always
misunderstanding him.

He grabbed her so that they were looking into each other's eyes then he said slowly, "You need to
remember that you're my wife."

What was he talking about? Amelia was his wife but their marriage was fake. But... Upon hearing this,
she was so stunned that her heart seemed to stop beating.

"Lucian, can you stop acting like this? Even though I had a bad relationship, that doesn't mean that I'm
going to spend the rest of my life alone. Your girlfriend's back so I should leave! What's the point of all
of this?" She was so angry that she almost finished her words without gasping. She didn't want to play
this silly role any more.



"The reason why your last relationship was not good was that you didn't meet me. Now you have met
me. I'm afraid it's hard for you to realize the wish of being lonely for the rest of your life." Lucian
scooted closer to her so that there was very little distance left between them. Amelia could feel his hot
breath on her face as she averted his gaze in a panic.

Lucian's voice was like music to her ears. His sincerity made Amelia's brain go blank and her body
weaken like jelly. Frozen in place, she was rendered speechless.

Sensing the hesitation in Amelia, Lucian put on a triumphant smile and purposely joked, "Wow, Amelia,
you look great!"

Although he made it sound like a joke, he really didn't mean it that way. He genuinely thought that
Amelia looked great.

Amelia had a lovely face that was both gentle and graceful. Her lips were red like cherries and her eyes
always seemed to shine. Her innocence was a rarity in all the women that he'd met. The constant
flushing of her cheeks made his heart skip a beat.

'What? Is he complimenting me?' Amelia wasn't really the type of person to bask in praises and
compliments so one can only imagine her shock when Lucian himself told her she looked great.

Amelia chuckled to herself, her eyes fluttering in anxiety. Out of nervousness, she said, "Looks like Mr.
Lucian's quite a lover boy. He doesn't shy away from romance after all."

He was being serious and she was making fun of him!

Eyes darkened, Lucian reached out and placed a hand at the back side of her head. Before Amelia
could even realize what was happening, he affectionately pulled her into his arms. And touched his lips
with hers.



"Hmm!" Lucian covered his soft lips with hers in a way that made her whole body numb. The minute
their lips touched, it sent an electric current throughout her body.

Strong and gentle was their kiss.

It wasn't anything like their first one.

Amelia didn't know how long the kiss had lasted as it left her lips feeling numb. His mint scent lingered
under her nose and she was smitten. She couldn't believe this was happening.

"Lucian, you..." Amelia was too stunned to say a word.

Lucian let out a chuckle as he gazed back at her. He leaned over to her and said in a flirtatious tone,
"Just wanted to show you that I'm not all talk."

"What... What? Shame on you!" Amelia's face turned red and her ears were burning. She covered half
of her face with her one hand, trying to hide her panic.

"Well, I don't think that's the proper response to someone who just kissed his wife." Lucian smiled. He
didn't think he did anything wrong.

'Damn it! Why did Lucian kiss me? And what did he mean when he said that?'

"You're such an idiot, Amelia!" Lucian suddenly said upon noticing the blank expression on her face.

"Lucian, I know there are lots of women who would kill to be me right now but I'm telling you, I'm not
one of them! I'm not interested in being a mistress so just please let me go!" Who knows what Sasha
would have done if she had seen all of this?

"Mrs. Amelia, are you trying to make me miserable by leaving me with just one woman in my life?"
Lucian suggested, smiling ambiguously.



"What the hell are you talking about?" She was utterly confused now. 'Lucian's losing his mind! I don't
know what the hell he's talking about and he's acting more arrogant than usual.'

It was a pity that a handsome man like Lucian would be a womanizer.

Just earlier that day, he was being intimate with Sasha and now here he was with Amelia doing the
exact same thing. He was flirting with her and she couldn't for the life of her understand why.

"Amelia, just admit it. Deep inside, you know you like me." With that, Lucian started the car engine and
drove off.

Amelia opened her mouth and looked at him in disbelief. After a while, she quipped, "Don't be so full of
yourself. I'd never like a playboy like you..."

'That wasn't even convincing at all,' she immediately thought afterward.

She indistinctly saw Lucian's lips curve into a smile as if he knew something she didn't.

The rest of their car ride was uneventful as neither of them spoke again. However, even when they
arrived at the SJ Garden, Amelia was still uneasy.

"Mr. Lucian, Mrs. Amelia, you're back!" Lily took the bag Lucian was holding and then said to him
carefully, "Mr. Lucian, your father called. He said to tell you to visit the Zhan mansion tonight along with
Mrs. Amelia. Or else..."

Amelia had just slipped out of her shoes when she heard this. Narrowing her eyes, Fannie's face
instantly appeared in her mind.

"Or else, they're coming here themselves," Lucian finished for Lily.

Lily nodded silently. She was still a bit traumatized from how angry Fannie was over the phone.




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