Chapter 4 A Fake Wife (2/2)

Since her mother passed away, her life had been a mess. If she hadn't met Jasper, who knew what her stepmother could have done to her? However, things were different now. She lost Jasper and her heart was empty and broken.

”You just have to pretend in front of my parents. I won't bother you in your daily life and I'll cover all your expenses,” Lucian continued when she didn't say anything.

Amelia closed her eyes as if she had suddenly thought of something. If Jasper had replaced her with Yolanda, then she could also do the same thing. Being in a new relationship was definitely the best way to get over an old one.

She raised her head and gazed at his beautiful face. She answered boldly, ”All right. Let's do it.”

When she spoke, she sounded sure of herself as if there was no room for doubt in her mind.

Lucian seemed to be taken aback briefly, but he quickly smiled in relief.

”I'm sorry for what I did. When our deal's over, please return the photos to me,” Amelia added.

”Amelia Amelia...” Lucian said. He paused before continuing, ”I'm Lucian Zhan. I'm thirty years old and I'm the CEO of the Zhan Group. I wish our cooperation a pleasant one.”

He was the CEO of the Zhan Group! Amelia covered her mouth in shock. The Zhan Group was a household name in this city. They were the richest and most powerful of all. Why would Lucian want to get a fake wife then?

This was a fake marriage after all, so she figured she didn't need to be concerned about that. She waved her hand and said, ”My name's Amelia Mo. I turned twenty-five yesterday and I work in an advertising company. I hope we get along.”

”Great! That's great! Let me drive you home now.” There was a slight smile on Lucian's handsome face.

”Take me home?” Amelia looked at him in disbelief.

”Yes, even though it's just a deal, I still need to fulfill my obligations as your husband.” With a serious look on his face, Lucian picked up his expensive-looking coat and put it on. Then he continued in a low voice, ”Go wash up. I'll wait for you downstairs.”

As Amelia watched him leave, she couldn't help but be entranced.

She shook her head, went to the bathroom, and washed her face quickly. Then she went downstairs.

Even though she had never been here before, she felt like the place was familiar—like she wasn't a stranger here.

”Have some mung bean soup.” Lucian's voice came from the dining room. When he spoke, his tone was soft but firm.

She was a little hungry, so without saying anything, she grabbed the bowl and immediately started eating.

”Good, good girl.” After dinner, Lucian wiped his hands and smiled. He said, ”You can do whatever you want when no one's around but just don't bother me.”

”All right. As we both know, this is just a fake marriage between us. So we aren't going to bother each other. We just have to pretend in front of everyone else. But in private, we mind our own business.” Amelia gestured with her hand as she spoke. ”Please be a gentleman and don't touch me.”

Lucian curled his lips and said, ”Don't worry. I'm not interested in you. If I was, then I would have taken way more photos last night.”

Upon the mention of this, she grew angry. But since they had already made an agreement, she had no choice but to suck it up. She merely glared at Lucian in response.