Since She Met Lucian

Chapter 101 You Are Mine, Amelia

Amelia was serious. "Tell me you're joking, Mr. Lucian," she started, her face devoid of any emotion as she stared into Lucian's eyes. "Haven't you heard? I am now Jonny's girlfriend. Why would I be afraid?" At that point, as wrong as it seemed, she was willing to use Jonny as an excuse to escape the man in front of him.

Without missing a beat, a sly smile appeared on Lucian's lips. It transformed his face from beautiful and angelic to downright intimidating.

"Jonny's girlfriend, huh? Seems like you're still not Mrs. Amelia," he said in a mocking tone.

Amelia was quick to understand that Lucian was only getting a rise out of her, and so she decided to turn her head away from him to avoid his gaze. "Mr. Lucian, I don't think that is necessary for me to report any of those things to you."

"Not... necessary?" Lucian asked in a low, threatening voice. Slowly, he began to walk towards Amelia, who was still avoiding his eyes. As his slender figure strode gracefully towards her, he exuded a cold, bitter, and dangerous aura.

Amelia saw this development in the corner of her eye and so she quickly turned her head back to Lucian. Upon doing so, however, she realized that the man was already right in front of her, and that he was as intimidating as ever. Panic began to set in inside her and soon enough, her heart started to beat rapidly. She wanted to do something about it, but before she could do anything, she found herself in tight embrace with Lucian. When she tried to free herself from it, Lucian just tightened his arms around her. "Listen," he said, his voice as cold as ice. "If you continue to move, I can't promise you that I will be able to control myself any longer..."

"Shut up!" Amelia shouted. As she continued to try to free herself from Lucian's arms, anger and annoyance contorted her face.

Unfortunately, her strength was no match for Lucian's. He easily triumphed against her, and he further locked her into a tight hug. After a few moments, she resigned to her fate and stopped moving. As soon as she did, Lucian let her go. Amelia thought that that was the end of it, but Lucian had another thing in mind: with one hand, he grabbed both of her wrists and held them tightly, and with the other, he grabbed her chin and forcefully lifted her face towards his. "Amelia," he growled. "Only I can be the man in your life!"

His tone was aggressive and his eyes were full of rage. Amelia was starting to become scared because she had never seen Lucian act like this before, but before she could even think, he had already planted a kiss on her lips.

This took her by surprise. She wanted to protest against it and to escape Lucian's grip, but once again, her objections went unaddressed. Soon, she accepted that she had no choice but to surrender to the man's soft lips.

The two kissed in the quiet courtyard without a care in the world. In the eyes of an outsider, they looked like a couple deeply in love, but for Amelia, the kiss only made her restless, sad, and greedy.

Feeling complex, complicated, and conflicting feelings made Amelia lose track of time. By the time her and Lucian's lips parted, her face was red and she was extremely out of breath.

The familiar scene took Lucian back to the time when he and Amelia were happily living together. Suddenly, he had the urge to take her away and to live just like that once again.

"Amelia," he said, his voice now quiet and gentle. "You love me, right?" He raised her chin so that their eyes could meet.

Amelia was still buzzing from their kiss—her eyes were still unfocused, her cheeks were still flushed, and her heart was still racing. The question didn't help her sober up. Instead, it made her chest pound harder.

'Does he... know what I truly feel?' she asked inwardly, scared by the thought. When no answer came out of her mouth, Lucian grasped her hands tighter and asked, "Did you sign the divorce agreement without asking me because you wanted to get the Zhan Group out of trouble?"

Anger was once again filling his chest. His bloodshot eyes became more prominent, and his breathing became more evidently labored.

Seeing this, Amelia could not help but feel upset. Her heart swelled up with grievance.

Then, all of a sudden, she felt nauseous. "I'm sorry," she whispered, gasping for air. 'What is happening?' she thought, confused by her sudden urge to vomit. "I have to go to the bathroom." With that, she broke free from Lucian's grasp and headed straight towards the nearest restroom. Unfortunately, she didn't make it in time—she vomited by the tree nearest to her.

Lucian did not understand what was happening until Amelia paused by a tree.

As if by instinct, he immediately followed her, and upon seeing what happened, caressed Amelia's back to comfort her.

Because it was April, Amelia was only wearing light clothing. The moment she felt the warmth of Lucian's hand on her back, she felt secure and better somehow.

For a moment it made her happy, but upon realizing that she did not possess the strength that was needed to face reality, she once again felt helpless.

"Amelia, what's happening? Are you okay?" Lucian asked, his voice full of concern.

This deeply moved Amelia. Even though she had tried to keep her distance from him on purpose, he was still looking out for her and her well-being.

Amelia turned around to face Lucian with a smile on her face and some tears on her eyes. "I'm fine, Lucian. Thank you very much." His tenderness was something she had missed dearly now that they were apart.

Lucian seemed to have understood her longing, and was now feeling sentimental too. Soon, however, something dawned on him. "Amelia, are you... pregnant?"

The question sounded like roaring thunder on Amelia's ears. And just like scared little animals, her thoughts began to run in all different directions.

'Shut up!' she told herself as she tried to calm down.

"Well," she started, turning to Lucian with the most natural smile she could conjure. "Last night, I've eaten something that has apparently gone bad. Since then, I have had diarrhea and have vomited a few times."

Lucian fixed his deep green eyes on Amelia. It was as if he was evaluating whether she was telling the truth or not. As intimidating as that seemed to be, Amelia could not help but get lost in them, for they were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. Soon, his lips curled into a smile.

"Will you promise me that you'll go straight to the hospital to have a check-up?" These words sent Amelia into a panic. It didn't help that Lucian was staring at her like he was trying to catch her lying.

'Oh my god, does he already know everything?' she thought.

'No matter what he says, I must never admit to anything. As long as I deny what he is trying to imply, he wouldn't be able to do anything to me,' she told herself as she took a deep breath.

Unfortunately, it was too late for Amelia to allay Lucian's suspicion. Amidst her panic, she forgot to answer his question, resulting to a few moments of silence.

"Amelia!" Lucian bellowed, pulling Amelia back to reality. "You're smarter than this! You know that tricks do not work on me!" His anger was palpable, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Amelia felt a dull pain in her heart. She unconsciously bit her lower lip to try and deal with it, but it didn't help. Because of that, she relegated to looking at the roses that were abundant in the courtyard.

"Were you really planning on lying to me? Do you really think that you can get away with it?" Lucian said, his voice quiet and cold. It made him sad that she had already learned to conceal her emotions in front of him, ignore his warning, and brush off his heartache.

Amelia said nothing. Slowly, she took her gaze away from the roses and turned it to Lucian.

Her stare was lifeless. There was no sign of gentleness and charm that Lucian was used to. At that moment, the lady in front of him was a stranger.

"Amelia!" he bellowed once again. "Don't you try to deceive me. You know I hate being played. That child—"

"Lucian, this child has nothing to do with you." Amelia's voice, just like her eyes, was devoid of life and any kind of emotion.

"Did I say the child is mine?" Lucian quipped. He realized that Amelia had slipped, and amusement quickly colored his eyes. Now, more than finding out the truth, he was more interested in seeing her panic. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Upon hearing what Lucian said, Amelia's face became pale. She became increasingly nervous and it made her immediately change her tone. "What? Well, even if I do have a child in me, it can't be yours! You wouldn't be the father!"

"So do you have a baby or not?" Lucian leaned forward and looked at Amelia with knowing eyes.

At that point, Amelia knew that she was at a point of no return. 'Damn it,' she thought, annoyed at her own self.

Had she not panicked a while ago, this would not have happened. 'You dumb bitch,' she thought, regretful of her actions.

"Lucian, what the hell do you want?" She was annoyed, and it was showing on her face.

"I just want to tell you that whether you are Jonny's girlfriend or my ex-wife, you will always be mine!" He once again reached out to grasp her, pulling her in and slamming her into his body. Amelia wasn't hurt by this sudden motion, but instead, she felt shock coursing through her body, as if she and Lucian were creating electricity together.

Lucian stared into her eyes with so much love, lust, and authority. Before, she would have loved it, but now, it only made her feel guilty.

"Lucian, you know that we have nothing to do with each other now," she said helplessly. "Stop this. Let's stop this." She stared at him with pleading eyes and said, "If I have your baby, I will abort it without hesitation. I would not bear into this world a child without a father."

She then forced a smile, despite her eyes only displaying sadness.

It seemed that that statement somehow messed with Lucian's mind. To him, the words he just heard felt like sharp knives that were stabbing his heart one by one.

Heartache was all he was feeling now. He had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say them. He recognized Amelia's smile, but her eyes were the same dead, unfamiliar as those he saw a while ago.

The woman who had cared for him and had loved him was so ruthless to him now.

He knew that these words were not hers, but he was still upset that she chose to tell them to him.

He let Amelia go. After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "I hope Jonny can make you happy."

Hearing that, Amelia's heart broke into a million pieces. She wanted to take everything she said back, but she knew she couldn't.

Soon, Lucian started to walk away from her. She wanted to turn around to at least see him for the last time, but she was afraid that it would hurt more if she saw him slowly fading away. Because of that, she stood where she was, still as a statue, trying to stop her tears from falling.

Before getting in his car, Lucian turned back, thinking that Amelia would turn around. He waited for a long time, but she didn't. A strong feeling of bitterness slowly flooded his heart. Hurt, he went inside his car and drove away as fast as he could.

When she heard Lucian's luxury car drive off, Amelia finally turned around.

She felt at a loss, and at that moment, she let her tears freely roll down her cheeks. Her heart ached so badly, but she knew that what had happened was for the best.

Then, suddenly, out of nowhere, an anxious voice called out to her. "Amelia! Why are the fruits and vegetables on the ground?"

It was Mrs. Chen. Amelia quickly wiped her tears away and squatted down to pick up everything she had dropped.

With her hand shaking, she found it hard to get everything. It took her a few minutes to pick everything up, and when she did, she stayed squatted on the ground, her back turned to Mrs. Chen.

"The bag broke, Mrs. Chen," she whispered, once again crying silently into her lap.