"What? So you are doubting Lucian's true feelings for you?"
Courtney asked Amelia incredulously. Although Amelia wanted to deny it, but in her heart she had sensed something she didn't want to acknowledge.
"Amelia, I can't believe it. Lucian is so nice to you and it is pretty obvious to all. Yeah, you know him better than anyone else, but even though, I'd really like you to consider again." Courtney couldn't even ascertain the fact that Lucian could even think of loving any other women apart from Amelia. Everyone knew Amelia had a very important and magnificent place in Lucian's heart.
Amelia sighed forlornly, "It's that, these days Lucian is behaving distant. For that matter, I really don't want to occupy his entire attention and time. I just ... want him to open up to me. Sometimes I feel like I don't even know him at all..." It was true. She didn't know much about Lucian's past and after hearing Sasha's words, she was indeed feeling insecure.
"Look, Amelia, I understand that you are feeling insecure. In a marriage these feelings are normal. Sometimes you just got to sit and talk to each other." Courtney knew that Amelia didn't care about Lucian's past. It was just her insecurity messing with her head. She proposed considerately, "You and Lucian need to sit down and talk whatever the matter out properly without stressing out too much. Besides, it is you who is going to spend the rest of your life with him. Don't let anyone's words influence you. Give Lucian a chance to explain himself."
Amelia opened her mouth to say something, but paused. What Courtney said, actually made sense.
Amelia stayed at Courtney's home the whole afternoon until around dinner Lucian came to pick her up. Amelia was in fact surprised to see Lucian there. She didn't know Lucian knew about Courtney's new house. However, Courtney wasn't at all surprised. She said to him with a cunning smile, "Oh! Thank god that you're here Lucian. Only you can make Amelia understand now. Because, she won't listen to me." She fake-huffed and conti
ead the said soulfully, "You don't have to be the smartest to be my woman. Because I'm smart enough, honey, for both of us."
"Someone looks like an iceberg while being silent, but when he opens his mouth he suddenly turns into the sweetest pleasure. How come?" Amelia mocked Lucian playfully. He was so eloquent.
She had long forgotten her anger.
"Mrs. Amelia. You're prying into my privacy." Lucian however, answered her in a casual tone. He pretended to be the cooler version of himself.
"Okay fine. If you don't want to talk about it, then I won't force you anymore," Amelia muttered, looking away.
Lucian only smiled but said nothing. He held her waist and pulled her closer into his arms. Then he said in a firm voice, "Mrs. Amelia, my love for you has no limit and it cannot be expressed verbally, but only through action."
"Is this a threat?" Amelia cocked one of her brows. She found herself gradually leaning against the wall. With one of his hands on the wall, Lucian also leaned closer and gazed into Amelia's eyes. His eyes were full of deep love.
Amelia suddenly became nervous like her first time. Her heart started beating fast. She could feel the sincerity in his words, and the temper in her heart suddenly softened. She said gently, "I won't do that again..."
"Honey, it wasn't your fault. It was all my fault. I didn't give you a sense of security." Lucian raised his hand to touch the head of Amelia, and his voice was full of tenderness.
Watching his love for her, she overcame every grudge she had against him. "Keep these letters. They are your precious memories. I understand." Amelia was being truthful. In today's era of high-tech and electronic products, letters were rare antics.
Lucian glanced sideways at the letters on the table and asked vaguely, "Is Mrs. Amelia testing me?" He had never thought about throwing away these letters. After all, what happened in the past couldn't be changed. That period of his memory was gone and throwing away these letters wouldn't do any good to the present.