Since She Met Lucian

Chapter 77 Drunk In A Bar

Only when Amelia was left alone in the spacious office did she collapse on the ground weakly. At that moment, she remembered the last thing Lucian told her.

‘Because of Jonny, he...’ The more Amelia thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her tears slowly rolled down her cheeks into the hard floor as her heart ached.

That day, Amelia couldn’t concentrate. She had a lot of things to attend to, but she couldn't bring herself to do them. Because of that, she resigned to spending the whole day inside her office. When lunch time came around and Eric came to her office to ask her out, she quickly came up with an excuse not to go. "I’ve already ordered mine online," she lied. Having not slept last night, she decided to get some rest. By the time she woke up, it was already dark outside.

She silently fumbled for the phone beside her table. ‘Seven o’clock in the evening,’ she thought, surprised by how her day just came and went. It also surprised her that she missed two calls from Lily.

Slowly, she got up and proceeded to turn on all the lights in the office. As she was looking around the room, a thought suddenly occurred in her head. ‘Should I go back to the SJ Garden?’ she thought gloomily. ‘Because if I don’t go back... where will I go?’

Courtney, when she broke up with Kent, decided to stay at her parents’ mansion for days, refusing to see anyone. Her case was a tad bit different from that, however. If she went back to her parents‘ house, she would definitely be laughed at by Sophia.

As Amelia left the Zhan Group’s building, she felt the quietness all around her. She walked along the dark road not knowing where to go. Her only companions were the distant neon lights, but they did not give her any comfort. She felt more alone than ever before, an indescribable feeling of sadness raging inside her.

‘Did Lucian really get angry this time? Is that why he didn't call me?’ When she caught herself having these thoughts, she sneered. "Hey, Amelia," she said with a firm voice. "You were right. You do not have any reason to be upset, so stop it."

Her phone rang not long after she left. Seeing that it was a stranger's number, she hung up.

When the chilly wind blew, she shivered. It made her remember that her shirt was torn by Lucian, and so she tightened her coat around her, hoping to warm herself up.

Her phone vibrated again. This time, however, it wasn’t a call: it was a message from the same number that called her a while ago. ‘What does this person want from me?’ she thought, starting to get annoyed. She sighed, rolled her eyes, and opened the message. It said: "Sister-in-law, this is Jessie. Lucian is in Moon Bar, heavily drunk. He is shouting your name at the top of his lungs! Please come over here quick!"

Amelia’s hands began shaking. Whether it be because of the cold weather or her care for Lucian she didn’t care—all she knew was that she needed to be where Lucian was.

She quickly stood by the roadside to hail a taxi. One stopped a few moments after, and in no time they were zooming towards Moon Bar.

A few minutes later, Amelia was already standing in from of the bar. Upon seeing the establishment’s facade, memories started to flood Amelia's mind: three months ago, she just broke up with her ex- boyfriend. She was here to get drunk and to forget all the pain she was experiencing, but Lucian brought her back home.

The Moon Bar was bustling with celebrities and handsome men. Everyone was smiling and happily chatting with someone, except for Amelia, whose face was full of concern. Soon enough, Jessie’s voice pierced through all the noise. "Sister-in-law! We’re here!"

Amelia quickly looked for Jessie and scurried towards where Jessie was when she found her. They were in the VIP section and Lucian was incredibly drunk.

When she arrived, Lucian was drunkenly talking about something, but she couldn’t understand him. Aside from his slurred speech, she couldn't hear him well because of the noise inside the bar.

"Sister-in-law, Lucian's car is parked in front of the bar. Do you think you can drive him home? I have work to do."

"That’s okay, Jessie. I will." The first thing Amelia needed to do was to take the drunken Lucian out of the bar.

Because she obviously couldn’t do it alone, she found a waiter and asked him for help. Together, they assisted Lucian out of the bar and into his car.

"Amelia..." Lucian whispered as he slouched on the car’s backseat. "I am... sorry... I... didn't mean to..." Upon hearing this, Amelia couldn’t help but feel bad for Lucian.

"Why did you have to drink so much!" she whispered back, fighting back her tears. She started the car and they were off in no time.

After a few minutes of travel, they finally arrived at SJ Garden. Amelia took a deep breath before she got out of the car and into the backseat to help Lucian, who was already fast asleep. Despite exerting her best efforts, she wasn’t able to wake the drunk man, let alone move him. In the end, she had to ask Lily for help.

Lily promptly went out and came to her aid. At that moment, Lucian seemed to be at least half-awake, and so he was able to cooperate with the two girls who were trying to get him out of the car. Soon enough, the three were already walking towards the villa.

Since alcohol had greatly affected Lucian’s sense of balance, Amelia was incredibly worried that he would fall down. Because of that, she made sure that she was supporting him with her whole body. She did that until they arrived in his bedroom and put him to bed.

While Lily went to the kitchen to make tea, Amelia busied herself with wiping Lucian’s face with a warm towel in hopes of sobering him up.

Few minutes passed and Lily came back with freshly brewed tea and cups. She carefully poured one out for Amelia and handed it to her. "Mr. Lucian asked me to cook dinner," she quietly told Amelia. "He also told me to make your favorite dishes."

The revelation surprised and confused Amelia. She turned to the man who was peacefully asleep in bed and thought about how she knew nothing about him.

Despite quarreling a lot in the office — all because of Jonny — they still looked after and took care of each other dearly. ‘You’re making it difficult for me to get angry with you, Lucian,’ Amelia thought, sighing.

The night went on and soon, Lily told Amelia to get some rest. "It’s fine," Amelia declined, smiling. "I’ll be here. You should sleep." With the amount of alcohol Lucian consumed, she was so worried that he might not sleep well. Because of that, she decided it would be better if she stayed by his side and wiped him down as needed. It was already dawn when she finally went to sleep.

A nasty headache woke Lucian up. Before he could even open his eyes, he was already massaging his temples. ‘Fuck,’ he cursed inwardly, trying to remember what happened last night. He hastily opened his eyes and the familiar scene surrounding him comforted him a little. As he was looking around, he saw a familiar sight in his bedside: Amelia, who was fast asleep. He suddenly sat up straight. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The attitude he had towards Amelia yesterday was uncalled for. Even he was ashamed of it. The longer he looked at the woman sleeping next to him, the guiltier he felt. Because of that, he quickly and

carefully got out of bed, picked her up, and gently laid her down on his bed.

"Sorry couldn’t even begin to encompass what I am feeling right now," he whispered as he stared at Amelia’s delicate features.

When Amelia woke up, it was already time for lunch. Two things surprised her upon gaining consciousness: first, that she was lying on the bed; and second, that Lucian was gone. Somehow, she became nervous, and so she quickly got out of bed. She was planning on going downstairs to have a look, but before she did, she noticed a man sitting on the sofa inside the bedroom.

Astonishment was on Lucian’s face. This somehow reminded Amelia of how bad his temper could get, and she started feeling afraid.

She became frozen on the spot where she was standing and could only stare intently at Lucian.

Lucian stood up. With a smile on his face, he said gently, "Are you hungry? Lily prepared lunch."

This took Amelia by surprise, but it helped her relax a little bit. She took a deep breath, and though embarrassed, said, "I'm... I’m going to wash my face and brush my teeth first."

She still wanted to ask him if he had sobered up or if he was having any kind of stomach issue, but seeing the way he looked at her made her uncomfortable. Because of that, she made a beeline for the bathroom.

Sometimes, the distance between them was non-existent, but sometimes, it was as if they were miles away from each other.

As they went from one extreme to the other, they both got confused about what they truly were to each other.

When lunch came, Amelia made her way to the dining room fresh and all cleaned up. She sat down next to Lucian, who was already seated, and they began eating. Lucian kept putting food into Amelia’s bowl, but she didn’t say anything and continued eating. Neither of them felt the need to talk, and so they ate in silence.

Since it was Friday, they didn't have to work. Because of that, Lucian thought that it would be great if they go somewhere together for the day.

Even though Amelia was still not over what happened yesterday, she agreed with Lucian’s plans. ‘Well, he’s a lot nicer to me today. Maybe it’s not such a bad idea,’ she thought.

Before they departed, Amelia changed what she was wearing. With a woolen overcoat, jeans, and white sneakers, she looked extremely chic. Her outfit was effortlessly complementing her figure, and she looked more beautiful than ever.

Lucian matched Amelia perfectly, though accidentally. He wore a simple yet extremely elegant sportswear, and he looked dashing. When he saw Amelia, he couldn’t help but smile. ‘She is so beautiful,’ he thought. ‘And we look good together!’

In the car, Lucian fastened the safety belt for Amelia as usual. The moment he bent down, the familiar fragrance of mint filled her nose. It had an unprecedented effect on her, and it fascinated her.

Their adventure then started. By the afternoon, however, the sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain hard.

They were almost out of downtown by then. After another half an hour's ride, their car stopped at the foot of a hill. Lucian pointed at the hill in the distance and whispered to Amelia, "It will take about twenty minutes to get there. Let me carry you."

Amelia looked at the green slope and shook her head. "No, I can walk by myself."

Her cheeks flushed bright red as a shy smile bloomed on her lips. She felt that the reaction made the embarrassing moment a bit lighter.

Lucian, upon seeing Amelia’s smile, became extremely amused.

Although it looked very far, the end of the slope really wasn’t hard to reach. After passing the stone steps, they should be able to reach the place that Lucian had pointed.

The two then promptly got out of their car and started their way uphill. The moment they reached the middle of the slope, Amelia was already out of breath. Upon seeing this, Lucian stopped and reached for her hand. While doing so, his other hand was handing her a cold bottle of water. He said affectionately, "Drink some."

Amelia grabbed the bottle and quickly drank from it. After that, he took Lucian’s hand and pulled herself through the slope. When she successfully got over that, she tried to let go of Lucian’s hand. Unfortunately, Lucian was not planning on letting her go. The more she struggled, the more he tried to cling onto her hand. It seemed that he was teasing her. "Want your hand back? Show me your pretty smile first."

"What? Why?" Amelia’s eyes widened as if threatening him and she forcibly snatched her hand away. She was pretending not to understand what Lucian was trying to do.

But in fact, she understood what Lucian was trying to do. She just felt too embarrassed to respond to it, and so she had to use such techniques to deflect his advances.

She then remembered how he was so drunk and apologetic last night. ‘Look at this man,’ she thought, slightly amused. ‘Such duality. I’ve never met anyone like him.’

Amelia didn’t realize how big she was smiling. She didn’t even realize that Lucian was drinking from the bottle she just drank from a while back.

Somehow, he seemed to be enjoying the cold drink he was having.

"Aren't you a clean freak?" she suddenly asked, remembering the one defining trait Lucian had: a clean freak. Whenever Lucian would go to the construction site, he would make sure that everything he brought was as clean as they could be. Amelia knew him to be like that, and so seeing him act like this was surprising to her.

Lucian ignored Amelia’s questions. Instead, he just pointed at the remaining stone steps and said, "There are too many steps left. Wanna let me lead you?"

At this point, she started becoming confused as to why Lucian brought her to this place. She was incredibly tired, but considering that she was already halfway through, she didn't want to give up. ‘And besides, I’m kind of having so much fun with Lucian today,’ she thought, smiling.

She didn’t want to admit that, but she couldn’t deny it.

Staring at Lucian's fair and obviously strong hands, she could not say no. With a sigh, she reached out and held his hand.

The moment her hand touched his, a surge of electricity went down her spine. It was something she could not explain, but she welcomed it with all of her heart.

They trekked the slope together, and after some tiring minutes, they reached the peak of the mountain. Amelia looked around the green scenery and it took her breath away. "This is... incredible!" she breathlessly said. The view was stunning and the air was fresh. She was ecstatic.

"Come here," Lucian invited affectionately. Amelia walked closer to him, and together, they walked towards a tombstone.

There were no words on the tombstone, except for a black and white photo. In the photo was a woman who was smiling gently. Upon closer look, she realized that she looked a lot like Lucian.

"Mom, this is my wife," Lucian gently said. "I mentioned her to you yesterday. I promised that I would bring her to you, and now, here she is." The smile that was on Lucian’s face was something that Amelia had never seen on him.

Aside from that, she was caught off guard by what she had heard. If the woman on the gravestone was Lucian's mother, who was Fannie?

Despite her mind being a mess at that moment, she was not absent-minded. With respect, she bowed to the beautiful woman on the tombstone and whispered, "Mom."

"Mom, don't worry. Amelia and I will live happily for the rest of our whole lives." Lucian’s eyes were sparkling as he promised to the beautiful woman on the tombstone that he and Amelia would live happily forever.