"Is it because of love?" Lucian gave an incredulous smile. He looked at Amelia and mocked her, "I hear it's an ideal spot for couples. You and Jonny might enjoy the romantic ambiance, won't you agree?"
There was a sharpness to Lucian's looks that stabbed Amelia's heart. The pain was inflected so quickly, she gasped for breath.
"How can you say that, Lucian?" He knew that she and Jonny were just friends. How could he think that way about her?
Amelia knew that it was her carelessness that led to Mark getting sick, but it wasn't like she wanted it to happen. She felt guilty, and Lucian's words offered no comfort.
But Lucian ignored the sad look in her eyes, and reprimanded her coldly, "You've failed in your duty as a mother."
The words made Amelia freeze as she looked at Lucian in disbelief. She pursed her lips and trembled slightly. She felt a dark chill spread over her body.
She knew that she shouldn't have left Mark because he was still breastfeeding, so she didn't want to make any complaints. But given Lucian's harsh comments, she couldn't help but feel depressed.
The doctor confirmed that Mark's fever had already gone down. With his permission, Lucian was able to take the child back home.
It was already ten o'clock when they came back to SJ Garden. The sky was pitch black and the house was silent.
Lucian took Mark in his arms and headed straight to the bedroom, followed by Amelia.
The room felt cold because of the silence
ed to her and said, "I have an important meeting today. Take care of Mark."
Lucian actually didn't mean to sound as cold as he did. But when he opened his mouth and heard his tone, it was too late to take anything back.
"Mark is also my son. Don't worry," Amelia said with a forced smile. She added, "Don't forget to have lunch."
She only worked with Lucian for a few months, but it was enough for her to see just how workaholic Lucian could get. She had heard from Eric that Lucian would often skip lunch to work throughout the day. She took it upon herself to remind him to eat before he went to work every day.
But after she bid him goodbye that day, he merely nodded and didn't kiss her as he usually did.
After Lucian left, Amelia quietly went back to the bedroom. She found the clothes Lucian had worn in the bathroom and thought of soaking it in water before washing. But before she could reach for a basin, something caught her eyes. There was a lipstick stain on his collar.
Amelia couldn't believe her eyes. All color drained from her face as she looked at his shirt.
After examining the piece of clothing, she found other lip prints in various parts.
If Lily hadn't called her to tell her that Mark was crying, Amelia could've sat there for hours, holding Lucian's shirt.
"Are you okay, Mrs. Amelia? You don't look so good," Lily asked when she saw the expression on Amelia's face. She did not just look absent-minded; she also looked grim.