Amelia stepped out of the bathroom and wrapped herself in a black robe. She scanned the room for Lucian and only changed into her clothes once she saw that he wasn't there.
"Today's the first day of the Lunar New Year. You must wear something red. It complements your fair skin." Amelia's cheeks flushed when she heard Lucian's voice. She was particularly conscious because she was only wearing a thin camisole. She turned to look at where his voice was coming from and found him casually watching her, his arms crossed over his chest.
Amelia immediately pulled a shirt over her head. Taking Lucian's advice, she wore a red coat and matched it with a plaid skirt. Her long hair fell over her shoulders. She looked simple yet warm.
"You look good," Lucian said as he nodded in approval. "Since it's the New Year's Day, we must go to your family to celebrate," he added.
His words caught Amelia by surprise. Lucian was being incredibly considerate. She had never considered that he would bring up that suggestion.
Little by little, Amelia was seeing all virtues of Lucian.
Outside, the weather was bright and sunny. Colorful street lanterns rendered the atmosphere festive and people were smiling while lugging around gifts of all shapes and sizes. A few meters away, a family was laughing boisterously.
The scene warmed Amelia's heart. She stood in the square and watched them, not even realizing that she was smiling herself.
"I've got everything we need. Get in the car," Lucian called to Amelia and snapped her out of her daze. Following him to the vehicle, she took the front seat and strapped the seat belt across her chest.
"You didn't have to get so many gifts," Amelia complained after seeing the huge bags of presents Lu
ing room. He looked agitated.
"Dad, I didn't exactly receive the best education. Lucian graduated from a prestigious foreign university. Even if I do read his files, I won't exactly understand them," Amelia chuckled. She wondered if her father wanted help to get in at Zhan Group. Thinking about this made her deeply uncomfortable.
"Then you should work harder to be of help to your husband," Vernon said while patting Amelia on the head.
"Oh, I will, Dad," Amelia said. She immediately felt better when Vernon dropped the subject.
Amelia's relationship with Vernon had always been complicated. There were times when she felt closest to him, but there were also times when she felt as if he didn't care about her. But now that she had married and moved out of the house, it warmed her heart to find that Vernon still regarded her as a daughter.
Amelia went back to the living room and found Lucian with head bowed, his hands composing a message on his phone. Seeing Amelia, he reached for an orange and began peeling it. "This one's very sweet."
Amelia blushed when she heard Lucian tease.
They were happily eating fruits when Jasper came to join them. He announced himself with a cough and took a seat opposite the couple. He was fidgeting when he addressed them, "Lucian, Amelia, surely you know that Yolanda has a certain way with words. I hope you forgive her for having offended you."
Amelia pretended to not hear anything. She picked up another orange and started peeling. She wanted to keep silent, not wishing to be the target of another verbal attack.
Lucian regarded Jasper with a cold smile. "It's nothing. We don't care about anything she has to say. As far as we're concerned, Amelia and I are very happy together."