Chapter 14 Keep Looking At Her (2/2)

”Are you feeling better now? Do you want to go to the hospital?” Lucian frowned, a look of concern on his face.

Amelia found herself in a daze. She felt like she was in a dream. Lucian was so cold to her just this morning and suddenly, he was acting concerned toward her.

She wasn't going to let herself be played hot and cold like that.

While she knew that they were just pretending to be together and that she shouldn't even care in the first place, she still had feelings and she didn't like being played like that.

”Mr. Lucian, I want to be alone for a while.” Amelia didn't even want to be in the same car as him right now.

”I have a conference call this afternoon. Let me at least drive you home first.” Lucian didn't notice the strange look Amelia had on her face. Instead, he just focused on driving.

Amelia turned toward him and said coolly, ”No. I meant I want to get off so I can just walk home.”

Lucian pulled the car over, his face unreadable.

”Amelia, you need to rest.” His tone was cold and firm as if he wasn't leaving it up to discussion.

Amelia remained calm despite the tone in Lucian's voice. She merely said, ”I thought we weren't going to interfere with each other's lives as long as we put up the act in front of others.”

”But you're sick. I'm still your husband on paper and that means I should still look after you,” Lucian said plainly.

Amelia suddenly felt weak.

”Lucian, you can stop pretending now...” Amelia said with much difficulty as she looked at him.

With that, Lucian started the car ignoring Amelia's request. He drove the car back to the SJ Garden.

The drive from Lucian's parents' house to the SJ Garden normally took about half an hour. However, since Amelia was experiencing some motion sickness, he slowed down his driving speed. It took them about an hour to get home.

Lucian was relieved when he found that Amelia had fallen asleep on the car ride home.

Lucian gently lifted Amelia out of the passenger seat. For a while, he just stood there, watching her sleep peacefully. He couldn't help but recall the first time they met in the bar. She was so drunk then and heartbroken that she was howling in his arms. She was as light as a piece of paper now as she was back then.

Amelia felt a warmth come over her face which was refreshing in contrast to the cold, biting weather. In response, she unconsciously muttered, ”Mm, cozy.”

Amelia buried her face against Lucian's chest. They were so close to each other. Lucian's heart was beating so fast. They were so intimate right now.

He couldn't believe that he was this close to a woman and he wasn't even disgusted.

Lucian frowned. He wanted to wake her up but decided against it after giving it some thought. They did have quite a morning after all.

Lucian then brought Amelia to their bedroom and gently placed her on the bed all the while ignoring the hurricane of emotions he was feeling in his heart. He placed a hand on Amelia's forehead and was relieved to find that she wasn't running a fever.

However, he still couldn't help but feel strange about the fact that he was worrying about her.

Lucian stood by the bed and looked at Amelia quietly. She looked like a porcelain doll sleeping as if the slightest touch could break her. Her fair skin was irresistible. He wondered what it was like to caress her skin with his hands because it looked so soft.

He'd never really seen her until now. Amelia had never been one to dress outlandishly. She didn't like standing out instead she dressed to blend in the crowd. As Lucian gazed at Amelia, he realized that she had kind of a delicate beauty. She wasn't the type to attract attention because her beauty was subtle.

If his phone hadn't started ringing, he didn't know how long he would have stood there just staring at her.

'I'm probably just feeling guilty about this morning, that's why I'm staring at her...' Lucian thought to himself, smiling bitterly.