Jonny was presenting in the school hall. School leaders deemed this conference of great importance made even more pronounced by the president who came to witness the event. Outside the conference room, students waited in line for the conference to commence.
"Amelia, take a seat at the front table. I'm afraid that I might be unable to find you if you sit too far." A few minutes before the opening, Jonny found Amelia and pointed at the table in the first row.
Amelia quickly waved her hand. "Jonny, I'll take the back seat." It was too eye-catching to sit in the first row. Amelia wasn't much of the type to grab attention.
Jonny knew that Amelia would refuse him. He smiled and said, "If you sit too far, you wouldn't be cheering me on. You'll just make me even more anxious in front of this crowd. Not to mention, the president himself."
The speech was about to start and the students all took their seats. If she hesitated, it would take Jonny some time. Therefore, she had to agree reluctantly, "Okay, Jonny. Go for it!"
She sat in the first row which gave Jonny the confidence boost he needed.
Amelia was well aware the guests were school leaders and special guests. She felt a little awkward sitting there among the distinguished people.
Realizing that no one was looking at her, she was relieved. 'Perhaps sitting here was better than I thought,' she said to herself.
The host gave a speech after the opening of the event. It was a good time to go back to middle school.
At the same time, Lucian sat in the VIP seat led by others.
all wrong, she couldn't explain it clearly. But she thought it was better to not say anything at all. She was afraid that if she explained it, Lucian would misunderstand her relationship with Jonny even more.
In the absence of a reply, Lucian saw it as confirmation of his assumptions. His eyes were now as dark as clouds, Amelia was fearful a storm was brewing soon.
"But you are still my wife, Amelia. No matter who you love. You and I are bound together," he said coldly, looking straight into her.
Then the car drove into the darkness.
"You are still my wife..." These sweet words Lucian had said to her had been imprinted on her mind at the very beginning. But thinking of them only made her feel bitter?
When they returned to the SJ Garden, Lucian remained silent. He threw his coat on the sofa, took out an ice beer from the fridge and chugged.
Amelia wanted to stop him. She stopped herself when she saw the cold expression on his face.
This man was sometimes as gentle as a baby, while sometimes as cold as a blizzard. She couldn't fathom how this was possible.
"Mrs. Amelia, what happened to Mr. Lucian?" Lily asked in a low voice as she ran to Amelia.
Amelia bit her lip and felt she was the one who should take the blame. He wouldn't have been so angry if she hadn't lied to him in the first place.
She bowed her head and felt terrible.
"Mrs. Amelia, you better go and stop Mr. Lucian. The beer's too cold. How can his stomach handle that?" Lily frowned. She shook Amelia's arm for help as a gesture of how anxious she felt.