Chapter 39 To Torture Single Men

Going to visit the An family was like walking straight into a lion's den.

"Don't be afraid. I'll just be by your side the entire time." Noticing that Amelia had fallen silent, Lucian put his hand on the back of her hand and comforted her in a soft voice.

Amelia looked up at Lucian, feeling a bit more at ease. But her heart was still fluttering with nervousness.

Taking a deep breath, she focused her attention on warmth Lucian's hand offered. It was very comforting, and gave her a strong sense of security.

A few moments later, Lucian pulled over at a clothing store. "Why did you stop here?" Amelia asked."Just needed to pick something up. Let's go," Lucian said as he got down the car.

"Okay." Amelia nodded and followed Lucian.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lucian." As soon as they entered the store, the shop owner came over to Amelia and eyed her with a bright smile. "The evening dress you ordered is ready. Is it for this lovely lady?"

"Yes." Lucian nodded and turned around to Amelia. "Go and try it on."

"What?" Before Amelia could figure out what was going on, the shop owner grabbed onto her hand and ushered her into a spacious dressing room. It was filled with elegant dresses — evening gowns made out of silk, cocktail dresses with intricate laces, and a lot more others that left Amelia speechless.

The shop owner took a dress off the rack and presented it to Amelia. "Miss Amelia, please put this on a see if it fits you well," she said, holding up a pastel, strapless dress.

"Me?" Amelia was surprised. It was then she finally realized what was happening and what the dress was for.

Lucian wanted her to wear something special for Shelly's birthday party. Although she thought it would be best to just go

"Well, although she has stolen the man I've been yearning for, she's indeed much more beautiful than his first love girlfriend..."

What? First girlfriend? Were they talking about Sasha?

Amelia continued to walk forward, surrounded by endless whispers. But when she heard about Lucian's first girlfriend, she was suddenly lost in thought. With one careless step, Amelia lost her footing and sprained her ankle!

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain coming from the soles of her feet that shot up all the way to her leg.

She held back her pain and didn't want to lose face in front of Lucian and everyone else. She kept smiling to show her elegance and grace.

At the moment she sprained her ankle, Lucian's heart trembled. "Amelia, are you okay?" he whispered low beside her ear.

She looked up at him and nodded her head with a smile.

The bright light shone on her delicate face. She was beautiful, like a delicate orchid in an empty valley, stunning and rare.

After they finally walked out of the long red carpet and sat down, Amelia felt relieved. Although her feet still ached, she did not frown. She pinched on her arm to divert the pain she was feeling from her ankle.

Lucian had noticed Amelia's subtle movements.

"Did you sprain your ankle?" he asked worriedly, intertwining his hand with hers so that she would stop pinching herself.

Amelia's face suddenly turned red. She blinked her eyes with a guilty conscience, shook her head and denied, "No. I'm just a little nervous."

"You don't need to be tough in front of me." His eyes were full of concern, and he held her hand even tighter.

Looking at his affectionate eyes, Amelia nodded slowly. "It's just a minor sprain. It doesn't hurt that much," she lied softly.