Amelia's heart jumped. She turned to look at Lucian.
At the same time, Lucian also turned to Amelia and their eyes met as they looked at each other.
Amelia was about to bite her bread, but when she saw the look in Lucian's eyes, it brought her pause. She wondered if he wanted her to cook noodles for Claire.
While Amelia was lost in thought, Claire turned to her and called out to her like a spoiled child, "Amelia, the dishes that you cooked last time are very delicious. I think that you could make some very delicious noodles too! Please cook some for me!"
Claire asked before Lucian could say anything.
Amelia didn't reply. She kept looking at Lucian as if she was waiting for him to say something.
Lucian felt Amelia's stare. He felt like it was burning a hole into his head. He raised his head and looked into her eyes and thought that he understood exactly what she was thinking.
"I'll do it," Lucian said flatly and stood up from his chair and started to walk away from the table.
"Lucian, are you serious?" Claire asked very excitedly. She touched Lucian's arm as he got up from the table.
Amelia threw a glance at her and saw that she looked very happy at the turn of events.
Amelia felt anxious as Lucian headed for the kitchen. She was worried that he might not be skilled enough for whatever it was that he planned to cook. She also felt disappointed that he went to cook for another woman.
She was normally generous and tolerant, but she couldn't keep herself calm when it came to her most beloved.
Lucian spent a lot of time learning how to cook for Amelia. He slowly learned to cook some of her favorite dishes by himself and Amelia had always considered it a
hts went across his mind.
Amelia bit her lower lip. The words that she said may have sounded mean but it definitely made her feel better to say what was in her chest.
"If that is the case, then I'll have Claire move out," Lucian declared and was about to walk out of the bedroom.
Amelia suddenly spoke to stop Lucian. "Lucian, the problem now is no longer just Claire. It's the feelings that you gave me."
Lucian became impatient and irritable. He looked as if he was able to explode in any minute.
Lucian stared straight into Amelia's eyes and sneered, "So I made you feel bad? You promised me that you would help Claire get over her mental depression. And yet now you're putting all the blame on me."
"You're always with her! You stayed with her in the study, bedroom and the shopping mall! You may be good friends, but why are you treating me like this?" There was silence as Amelia waited for an answer from him.
"You've changed," Lucian declared as his lips twisted into a cold smile. His voice was filled with disappointment.
Amelia's face suddenly turned pale at the thought that entered her mind. She felt almost paralyzed; like she was caught in a nightmare. "Lucian, do we still love each other?" she asked in a shaking voice.
It was a stupid question that was filled with fear but it was the one question that Lucian never expected to hear from her.
Lucian felt a stinging pain in his heart. He didn't answer her and walked out of the bedroom instead.
Amelia's knees became too weak to support her and she fell to the floor kneeling. She suddenly burst into tears like the whole world was crashing down all around her and there was nothing that she could do to stop it.