Chapter 19 A Dinner Together (2/2)

”Amelia, we're in a public place. Keep your voice down.” Lucian stood up and said coldly, ”People were literally talking about you just now. If you don't want anyone to recognize you then it's best if you keep your mouth shut.”

Amelia looked around and realized how many people were staring at them. In an attempt to avoid the attention, she hurried out of the restaurant right away.

After getting in the car, Lucian said disapprovingly, ”You smell like hot pot! That's disgusting!”

It was easy to tell that he was angry.

Amelia turned her head and said in the same disapproving tone that Lucian had just used, ”Then maybe I can just get off and take a taxi home.”

However, as soon as the words left her mouth, she quickly realized the error in what she had said.

She was living in Lucian's home. Why should she go back there? That wasn't her home.

Lucian didn't say anything anymore. He merely started the engine and drove off.

When they arrived home, just as Amelia was making her way upstairs to her bedroom, Lucian stopped her and said, ”Lily didn't come in tonight. Make something light for my dinner.”

Amelia was about to refuse his request when she saw Lucian take off his jacket and lay on the sofa. She heard him sigh as if out of exhaustion.

'He must have had a long and tiring day,' she thought to herself.

She then remembered that he hadn't eaten anything yet. Her heart softened upon thinking of this which was what motivated her to go to the kitchen and cook something for him.

Half an hour later, Amelia had finished cooking. When she walked into the living room, she found that Lucian had already fallen asleep.

”Are you doing this on purpose?” She frowned. She'd cooked dinner for him and all that and here he was sleeping!

”Even if I wanted to tease you, I wouldn't do it on an empty stomach.” The moment Amelia turned around, she heard a deep and cold voice from behind.

With her back to him, Amelia rolled her eyes at Lucian. She was annoyed and just as she was coming up with a retort, Lucian had already stood up and sat on the table. He asked in amazement, ”You cooked all these, Amelia?”

His tone was laden in disbelief as he spoke.

Was he really giving her a compliment?

”Yes!” They didn't have that much food in the refrigerator and since Lucian had asked for a light dinner, she cooked two dishes that she knew how to cook well but didn't cook often.

It didn't help either that these two dishes always reminded her of so many things she really didn't want to think about anymore.

”It looks good. I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks!” Once he'd taken a bite, he pleasantly smiled and said, ”The last time you cooked for me, I already thought that was good but these are even better!”

Did she hear that wrong? Was Lucian actually complimenting her?

”Well, this is the last time I'm cooking those for you!” She had to compromise a bit just to cook these dishes.

”Mrs. Amelia, you get 80 points for cooking these. Now if only you'd change your attitude then maybe I can give you the remaining 20 points,” Lucian said happily as he enjoyed the food.

Lucian seemed happy now which was a nice change to his usual cold demeanor that Amelia never liked.

”I'm not your servant. Why should I be polite to you?” Amelia glared at him scornfully. Still, she felt relieved when she saw that he'd finished everything she'd cooked.

The dishes she had cooked for Lucian were hers and Iris's favorite. She hasn't eaten these ever since Iris died.

”What's wrong with you?” Lucian asked upon noticing that Amelia was frowning.

Amelia was dazed for a while. When she gathered herself, she asked, ”Are you done eating? If you are, I'm going to start cleaning up.”

Amelia was lost in her own thoughts. She remained unmoving even after Lucian had put down his chopsticks already.

As Lucian gazed at Amelia, he too got lost in his own thoughts.

His thoughts were interrupted by a certain girl's laugh that had been ingrained in his memory.

If the tragedy hadn't happened, she would be the one standing in the kitchen with him right now.

When Amelia came out of the kitchen, Lucian was no longer in the living room. She thought he was already asleep so she went upstairs. However, when she arrived at the bedroom, the door suddenly flew open.

”Are you going to sleep now?” Lucian asked, standing by the door.

He had changed his clothes which made him look a bit more approachable.

Maybe it was Lucian's handsome face but he always looked so cold and indifferent no matter what he wore.

Amelia stared at him obsessively. If Lucian hadn't said anything, she might have just continued staring at him for a long time.

”Yes.” Amelia averted her gaze, not wanting to look at his handsome face.

”The clothes you're going to wear to work tomorrow are at the right side of your closet. It's up to you which you're going to wear but don't wear any of your clothes, okay?” Lucian said as he eyed Amelia emotionlessly. Then he bade her goodnight.

Amelia shook her head in confusion. 'Lucian's so strange,' she thought to herself.