Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 63

When she heard that Lucian had misunderstood her, she got anxious and said, "Lucian, we are a couple. We should trust each other. I respect your opinion, that's the reason I told you. I didn't expect that you would think of me like this!"

After saying her piece in a state of fury, she drank the black tea that Lucian made.

When Lucian saw her angry face, he could not help but smile. He felt that he was in the wrong, so he smiled and said, "This is just a kind reminder."

"So, did you agree?" asked she with wide eyes. She was eager to confirm it.

"Yes." Lucian looked at her, his eyes locked on hers. He took her cup and filled it with tea.

His consideration made Amelia happy. Looking at his tall figure, she sighed. She was too happy.

It was almost time to go home. Lucian told her that there would be a dinner party that evening. He would be passing Courtney's milk tea shop, so he could drive her there.

Amelia thought, 'Since we are going the same way, it will not be bother if I go with him.' Without any hesitation, she agreed to go with him.

The Zhan Group wasn't far from Courtney's milk tea shop. It was only a few minute-drive. Before getting off the car, Amelia told Lucian to take care and to not drink too much at the party. She also told him that if he did drink, he should call her so she could pick him up.

Lucian nodded incessantly, then complained, "Mrs. Amelia, you're nagging me."

The jest in his voice was more flattering than mocking.

"I'll be going then." Blushing, she pointed to the milk tea shop.

"Wait!" Lucian got out of the car, her scarf on his hand. "It's very cold these days. You wouldn't want to catch a cold," he said thoughtfully.

It was her scarf, but why was it in the car?

Without satisfying her curiosity, Lucian went back to his car while telling her, "Don't eat spicy food and do not drink!"

Those last few words were domineering. Like an alarm clock, it echoed inside her head repeatedly.

Even though she didn't think of it that much, but his words were effective. She practiced saying lines inside her head. When she entered, she could still hear Lucian reminding her over and over.

It was quiet inside. Guests would be arriving at dinner. She scanned the area. Upon seeing Courtney lying on the bar in a daze, she placed her bag on the counter and jested, "Manager Courtney, the guest has arrived. Why are you not greeting her?"

Courtney lazily looked up and mumbled, "I'm not in the mood to entertain the guest."

Seeing how gloomy Courtney was, Amelia's heart sunk. She wondered if something happened between Courtney and Kent.

"What's wrong?" Amelia asked courteously.

She didn't dare to mention Kent.

Usually, she would just ask Kent. But since she saw him with another woman at noon, she couldn't ask him.

"Amelia, do you think Kent and me are tired of each other?" Courtney, finally raising her head, asked in a depressed mood.

"Can you tell me straight?" Amelia had always been careful with her words, as if she feared to talk about Courtney's hardships.

Courtney's relationship was very rough. In Courtney's eyes, Kent was the Mr. Right. She steeled herself and fought for their relationship even if her family heavily opposed it. If she broke up with him, Amelia was afraid that she might break down.

"Ever since he started working at the Zhan Group, he never called me. I tried calling him, but he would either not answer or would just hang up." The more Courtney talked about it, the more annoyed she became. She grumbled, "I almost had a fight with my family because of him. Even if I was wronged, I couldn't talk to anybody. Let alone tell you. I didn't want Kent to think I'm loose lipped."

Perhaps it was due to holding her hardships for far too long, tears started rolling down her cheeks as soon as she finished.

Amelia's heart sunk seeing her like that. She grabbed a tissue and handed it to Courtney. Trying to come up with something to comfort her, she explained, "The Sales Department has a lot of work and a lot of social engagements. Maybe he is just busy."

"But he should still have some time to answer the phone, right?" Courtney pouted. She felt that there was no reason for her to feel comforted.

"What would you like for dinner?" Amelia knew that trying to comfort her would only worsen the situation, so she decided to be practical.

"I don't want to eat. I want to drink!" Courtney answered without missing a beat.

Amelia already knew she would answer like that.

Remembering Lucian's reminder, she hesitated for a bit. However, she agreed since she wanted to cheer Courtney up.

Courtney wanted to eat hotpot. Amelia brought her to the oldest hotpot shop in the city. It was only half an hour past six yet the place was already full. The food there was authentic and the price was also affordable. It was the perfect choice for the masses.

They sat at the innermost table.

Courtney shouted for a drink as soon as she sat down. The waiter holding the menu looked embarrassed, so Amelia ordered with a soft voice, "Two bottles of beer please."