"Since you don't appreciate my kindness, I won't force you." After staring at Amelia for a long time, Lucian finally conceded. "But Amelia, you're my wife. Why can't I do these kinds of things for you?"
Lucian's eyes had darkened. When he turned to look at Amelia, there was a hint of sadness in it.
Not knowing what to say, Amelia lowered her head, too nervous to answer.
"Frank, put the car in the garage. Just leave it there since Amelia doesn't want it." Lucian directed his order to Frank, his voice emotionless.
'What? He's just going to leave it at the garage?'
"Can't I return it?" she asked bashfully, frowning.
"Of course not!" Frank answered.
"Why not?" The car was not used or damaged. Why couldn't it be returned?
Lucian wanted to laugh as he watched Amelia but he held back his laughter and sighed instead, saying, "Well, of course, the owner would take care of the car, right? But if the seller won't think that. Even if you've just been using it for a day, it's already lost its value. Returning it will just cost us. We'll just lose even more money."
"Lose more money?" That was what Amelia was worried about.
Since the car couldn't be returned and she wasn't going to drive, Lucian technically wasted his money on buying the car. It was just going to be put to waste.
"Can we rent the car to a lease company? That way, we can make up for the loss," Amelia proudly suggested, her bright eyes gleaming.
ded to wait for him to finish eating. As she waited, she fidgeted with her hands.
Lucian glanced at her from time to time. When he had finished eating, he wiped his mouth, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have something to say?"
She immediately raised her head and nodded. Seemingly embarrassed, she said, "I'm sorry for what I did just now. I shouldn't have brought your breakfast into your study."
"Get to the point." Lucian then stood up, towering over Amelia. This made her nervous, her chest tightened, and she had difficulty breathing. His strong aura was really overpowering.
The point was... The point was that she was going to accept the car and thank him.
After hesitating for a while, she realized she just couldn't say it.
Lucian looked grim which thoroughly scared Amelia. Trembling, she tried to say something but nothing came out of her mouth.
"Amelia, if you don't have anything else to say, I'm going." Lucian picked up his coat and prepared to leave.
"Yes!" Amelia stopped him in a hurry. She caught up with him and said nervously, "Thank you for the car. I'll use the car and I won't just let it sit in the garage."
Despite feeling the opposite, she knew this was what she had to do.
She had no choice but to concede.
"That's it?" Lucian narrowed his eyes and gazed at her eyes.
"That's it." She nodded her head and looked nervously at Lucian's handsome face that never failed to mesmerize her.