One night, she kicked the quilt off and it woke Lucian up. He placed the quilt over her several times but she kept kicking it off. No matter how many times Lucian placed the quilt back on her, she just kept kicking it off. In a fit of frustration, Lucian tapped her on her buttock to wake her up. She woke up startled and sat on the bed. She asked him why he woke her up.
Lucian apologized immediately when he saw that she felt wronged by having her sleep interrupted. He explained that she kept moving too much that she kept kicking the quilt off and he was afraid that she might fall from the bed. He was actually worried that she might catch a cold if she slept without the quilt.
She smiled but laughed to herself because of how pitiful Lucian looked as he explained everything to her.
Amelia always got up early but she woke up late the first time she stayed at the Zhan mansion.
She would still be in bed if Lucian didn't wake her up. He wanted her to get up and have breakfast before it got very late.
She opened her eyes and tried to see the rays of the sun to determine the time and then asked, "It's late, isn't it?" She got up and moved the curtain a little bit to look at the morning sun. She took her phone to check the time and a hint of disappointment crossed her face. She was a little upset that she woke up late.
"I woke you up because it's getting late and I was worried that you might be hungry. But if you haven't slept enough yet, have breakfast first and then you can go back to sleep again," Lucian suggested. There was a smile on his face that made him look like he was pampering her.
Amelia didn't answer but shook her head instead. She silently went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
She then went downstairs and found that Nicholas patiently waited for her in the living room as he sat on his wheelchair. She immediately ran to him and said in an apologetic tone of voice, "Dad, I'm sorry. I overslept." She scratched her head as she spoke. Her voice was filled with embarrassment. She looked like a student who was late for class and h
xpression of frustration. "I am not acting like a spoiled child. I'm trying to discuss this with you like a couple." Unfortunately, persuasion was never her strongest suit. And Lucian was never a person that was easy to convince of anything.
Lucian laughed hard when he saw her pitiful and helpless look. "Only my wife could act like a spoiled child in front of me and get away with it!"
Amelia blushed and rolled her eyes at his words, "I'm being serious!"
"Okay, go ahead then. I'll listen." Lucian immediately straightened himself up and stared straight into Amelia with eyes that were full of love.
"I still want to work in the milk tea shop," Amelia said in a determined tone of voice. Lucian knew that when she had decided to put her foot down on something, it would be impossible to dissuade her.
Since he cannot convince Amelia to give up, Lucian knew that he had to find the middle ground and offer it to Amelia. "And so Mrs. Amelia wanted to make some money of her own. If a paparazzi saw you, they'd think that we're going through a rough patch in our relationship,"
Lucian said as he grabbed her hand tightly but affectionately.
Amelia couldn't think of a better way to stay active. She knew that if she stayed home, she'd only get bored.
"I can hire two waiters. And you can only work from 2 P.M. to 6 P.M. Promise me this or your only other option is to stay at home." Lucian explained Amelia's two choices patiently. His voice sounded soft to her as he spoke slowly so that she'd understand everything.
"It's just a small business, Lucian. If you hired two waiters and paid for their wages every month, how will you make a profit?" Amelia knew that even though the milk tea shop was located at a strategic location, the target market was not that big. Thus, there was no need to hire waiters.
"I am the owner of the store. So, Mrs. Amelia, please listen to me," Lucian said with the same voice. He wanted to keep his voice moderated so that he would not agitate Amelia too much. But, still, he had to convince her with how he wanted to do it.