She could only imagine what Lucian was feeling right now.
If Lucian asked her who was behind all this, she wouldn't know what to say.
After washing up, she saw that Lucian had already changed. He looked absolutely handsome in his blue shirt that he kept unbuttoned. It accentuated his broad shoulders making him look charming and elegant as ever.
At that moment, he was standing in front of the French window, with the morning sun beaming down on him. He looked like he'd been sent from heaven.
"Are you ready?" Lucian turned as if he felt Amelia's eyes staring at him. When he looked at her, his eyes were gentle and affectionate.
Noticing the bruises on Amelia's face, Lucian led her to the sofa and took out the medicine box so he could apply some medicine on her bruises.
That morning, they both felt warm and peaceful, happiness lingering in the air.
When they went downstairs, Lily had already prepared breakfast. She was waiting for them when they arrived. Sweetly, she greeted them, "Mr. Lucian, Mrs. Amelia, breakfast is ready. Please enjoy."
After that, Lucian and Amelia exchanged glances with each other smiling. When Amelia first invited Lily to have breakfast with them, Lily refused. However, when it was Lucian who had insisted, Lily had no choice but to do as requested. Sitting on the breakfast table with them, she grinned sheepishly.
"Amelia, I have some work to do. I'll pick you up for dinner at t
cking my husband?" Courtney drunkenly asked as she pointed her finger once again to Melissa.
Melissa glanced scornfully at the drunk Courtney and asked coldly, "Your husband? Why? Do you have a marriage certificate already?"
Sobering up a bit, Courtney recognized her and said angrily, "He's not my husband yet but is he yours?"
"Well, legally, he is," Melissa said confidently.
What the hell was going on? Amelia shot Kent a questioning look. She immediately noticed how nervous he was. She couldn't help but wonder if Melissa was saying the truth after all.
"Are you trying to threaten me? Kent and I are going to get married soon. How dare you come here and call him your husband? We're engaged!" Courtney snapped furiously.
They were starting to attract the attention of the customers nearby. It didn't take long for the manager to notice the trouble that was brewing too.
"Sir, Miss, can we move this elsewhere? People are starting to look," the manager said calmly in an attempt to mediate.
"Sorry, we were just about to leave," Amelia said apologetically. She then pulled Courtney's sleeve and whispered, "What's going on? Let's just get out of here and we'll talk then."
Courtney was starting to sober up. She warned Melissa, "Stop pestering my husband just because you two have a history together. I'm telling you, I don't care about his past. What matters is the present and at present, I'm the one he loves!"