Chapter 103 For The Baby's Sake

Amelia's heart brimmed with joy when she heard the news about Courtney falling in love. It was a very delightful thing that it felt as though her heart shone in a shroud of mist.

She believed that relationships give someone an opportunity to start anew. A good woman like Courtney deserved a new beginning. Amelia hoped that Courtney's fortunate meeting with the man would no longer endanger her from the painful throes of heartbreak. She wished that this man would make Courtney feel safe and secured.

Now it reminded her of her own situation. Amelia frowned. With the anguish in her heart, she couldn't muster the will to give Lucian a call for the second time and ask him questions. The conflict between them would have made their relationship stronger if they gave it a chance.

After a series of failures in her attempt to land on a job, Amelia thought of throwing in the towel with the job interviews left. She entertained the idea of possibly working in a flower shop or a bakeshop. It was honestly not so bad if one thought about it. After all, she wouldn't have to work so much.

No matter how much Lucian interfered with these business enterprises, he wouldn't be able to pay much attention to them all. As a result, Amelia soon found a job.

She got herself a position in a small milk tea shop. The interior was visually pleasing with all the potted succulents and wooden floor and furniture.

As the shop clerk, she had responsibilities to deal with such as keeping the shop tidy and preparing desserts and milk tea for the customers.

Her boss was a 40-year-old woman. If she didn't mention her age, Amelia would have thought that she was in her early 30s. The way her boss dressed brought out the youth in her features.

Her taste in clothing was cozy yet fashionably modern, like those in boutiques. She sported a neatly kept braid, and wore a lovely pleated floral skirt. Her smile brought out the glow of her beauty.

Her name was Carlotta Xiong. Amelia thought her beautiful name suited to a woman as elegant as her.

Throughout the day, Amelia spent most of the time learnin

at Lucian's face again. She missed him so much, and it crippled her with an empty void in her very being. A huge tide of yearning gushed into her heart. Her tears pooled delicately on her glossy eyes. They beaded at the corners of her lashes, threatening to fall off her blushing cheeks.

Lucian was perceptive enough to read Amelia's heartbroken expression. He knew Amelia for a good amount of time. He witnessed Amelia at her happiest and at her weakest. It was then Lucian suddenly felt sorry that she got caught into his mess.

Before Amelia could say anything, Lucian strode toward her and pulled her into his arms. Then he planted a deep kiss on her soft delicate lips.

The kiss made him feel steady and anchored. It felt like home. He truly, agonizingly missed her.

Lucian slammed the door shut and pressed Amelia against it. While kissing her, he tenderly reached out to her slim waist to keep her in place. The entire situation was disconcerting. But if both hearts were beating, reaffirming their quiet longing for each other, then it didn't matter. Nothing else mattered.

Lucian's loving kisses lingered and they swept Amelia off her feet. She draped her arms around Lucian's broad shoulders and moaned deeply into the kiss. Then at last, they broke off, and Amelia gasped for breath. Her lips glistened with a tender blush. Lucian loosened his grip on her and made a quick look at Amelia's enticingly disheveled state. He smirked suspiciously at her.

Before Amelia could lose to her senses, she pushed Lucian away. "Lucian, we divorced," she said in a firm tone as she glared daggers at him.

She thought that reminding the man would knock him back to his senses.

But she wasn't aware that those words rattled Lucian's broken heart. Those words re-ignited his urge to have her under his control. Despite everything, he wasn't letting her go. He wasn't taking "no" for an answer. He wanted Amelia to remember that she only belonged to him. If locking her up would put her in place, then he would do it.

"So what? You are my woman!" he retorted strongly, sounding like a scoundrel.