Amelia had lived in comfort and great sense of security that she became blind to the approaching danger that now greeted her.
'Lucian, is it true, what Claire said, that you can't speak to me of divorce because of Mark?' she thought to herself.
Amelia held on a wall to maintain her balance. She felt like a defeated warrior with countless injuries as all of the sorrows of the battle reflected clearly on her face.
She was about to leave but the sound of a door opening made her stop. She turned around and saw that it was Lucian who opened the door. He looked handsome as usual but his face was grim and cold.
Amelia didn't say anything as he walked out. She stared at the floor as she patiently waited for him to speak first.
After a long silence, Amelia thought that Lucian wouldn't say anything. But just when she least expected it, he called out to her, "Amelia!"
His voice was like a thunder that echoed within the walls of the room that brought with it a cold wind and a promise of rain.
It made Amelia nervous.
She was afraid to hear him say the word divorce with an uncaring voice.
She had to face him even though she was terribly afraid. She knew that she had to accept what fate would hand off to her with courage. She forced a faint smile on her face that she could hide behind.
"Don't come near her again. She is emotionally unstable and her disease will have another attack if she gets irritated in any way." Lucian's tone was cold. Although his words did not blame her for anything they still hurt her so much.
Amelia bit her lower lip to help quell the pain that she felt. "Do you know her?" she asked after a period of silence.
"I don't care whether I know her or not. But now that she has found me, I can't tr
ou show those photos to Lucian, I'll make sure that you will regret it very dearly!" he warned in a stern voice that Amelia had never heard before.
"If you're so afraid that I will show these pictures to Lucian, then that means that you're guilty! And if you feel guilty, that means that you're really having an affair with Amelia!" Shelly sneered with such determination that she seemed so sure of her accusations.
"Jonny, don't waste time on her. I believe that a clean hand needs no washing!" Amelia said as she stood behind Jonny while rocking Mark a little so that he wouldn't wake up from all the shouting. She stared fearlessly straight into Shelly's eyes. "Miss Shelly, if you really believe that we've committed a crime, then file charges with a criminal court. I will not stop you if that is your wish."
"Hahaha! Such are the passionate words from one who lost her way in love!" Shelly stared back at Amelia with disdain and added, "But you are going to be spat on by everybody!"
"Amelia. Go on ahead and enter your house. Don't listen to her nonsense. She's a lunatic!" Jonny was furious at his sister. The only thing he could do now was to comfort Amelia.
"Thank you." Amelia curtsied to Jonny and approached her house with Mark in her arms.
"Just wait, Amelia. I will see it with my own eyes how the Zhan family kicks you out!" Shelly exclaimed as Amelia walked away. She was unwilling to let Amelia go so easily.
As soon as Amelia entered the house, Lily approached her hurriedly and said anxiously, "Mrs. Amelia! Thank goodness, you're finally back! If you hadn't come back by now, I really wouldn't know what to do!"
Amelia looked at Lily's nervous expression and felt confused. "Lily, what happened?" she asked immediately.