Chapter 81 The Happy Candlelight Dinner

Just as Lucian handed over the framed painting to Nicholas, Nicholas's smile widened to form a pleasant grin.

No matter who had made this painting, Nicholas was moved by Lucian's intention.

Lucian had always been aloof ever since Fiona passed away. He seldom returned to the Zhan mansion for the Spring Festival. Nicholas found it both surprising and pleasant to have dinner with his son.

Fannie stayed silent and just stood in one corner, glaring at Amelia at the same time.

"Mom, this is what Amelia chose for you." Lucian took the clothes from the bag and handed them to Fannie.

Fannie's expressions changed at that. Her face turned from slightly surprised to indifferent in a few seconds. She looked coldly at Amelia and said, "I have many clothes. I don't need these."

Amelia's heart trembled when Fannie rejected her gift bluntly. After recovering from her shock, she forced a smile.

Before she could open her mouth, Lucian interrupted, "All right." Lucian's expression was cold and icy when he stuffed the clothes back in the bag.

"It's the New Year's Eve, Fannie. Why can't you at least pretend to be happy?" Nicholas couldn't stand still after seeing Fannie's behavior. Seriousness floated in his eyes when he gazed at her.

Fannie clutched her fist tightly and glared at Nicholas. She took multiple breaths to suppress her anger. "Do I have to grin all the time just to make you happy?"

Nicholas was speechless and sighed deeply.

Fannie ruined the serene atmosphere between Lucian and his father.

Lucian ignored Fannie and walked toward Amelia. He held her hand gently and whispered soothingly, "It's okay."

Amelia's lips stretched to form a faint smile. Her heart didn't have a trace of anger or distress anymore. She had expected Fannie to behave like that anyway.

After eating, both Nicholas and Lucian went to the study while Amelia waited in the living room.

F

a held her head, feeling a bit dizzy. When she remembered how she had initiated their kiss last night, her head lowered down in embarrassment. "I was too drunk last night."

A smile formed on his lips as he remembered the scene. "Don't worry. You were drunk at home anyway. And besides, it's fine to fall prey to a similar situation twice."

"Huh? Twice?" Amelia looked at Lucian in surprise.

A frown made its way to his forehead when he realized how confused Amelia was. Didn't she remember anything from last night? He thought for a while as a smile adorned his lips, kissing her head gently. "I'll always be good to you."

When a pair of strong hands lifted her up, she turned around to see the bed sheets. She narrowed her eyes and remembered the color of the sheet. Hadn't she placed a cream-colored sheet yesterday morning? It seemed Lucian changed it to white while she was asleep.

No matter how naive she was, she could understand why Lucian had to change the sheets so suddenly.

"Last night…" Her voice trailed off, realizing that it was a reality, not a dream.

Amelia's body went stiff at the thought. She couldn't even dare to look at Lucian in the eyes.

"Amelia. We are a couple." He cupped her face and forced her to look at him.

She understood what he meant, but embarrassment took over her rational mind. Her face turned red, and she averted her eyes. "I... I'll be in the bathroom."

Just as she took two steps, she felt a throbbing pain in her legs. She was trembling all over. Lucian took hold of her before she could fall, carrying her back to bed. He poured hot water for her in a cup and said, "You should rest. If you need anything, I'll be outside."

Amelia's face was as red as a tomato. She couldn't speak a word.

Ever since they started sleeping on the same bed, she knew this day would come. Still, she felt embarrassed when that moment finally crossed her path.