Chapter 248 You Lack Exercise

Amelia only found out how tall the man was when he stood up.

As she didn't want anything to do with him, she quickly took the chance to head towards her car quickly. Unfortunately, before she was able to reach it, the tall blonde man, who was holding a few bottles of frozen beer in his hand, had already caught up to her. Enthusiastically, he said, "Hey, you! Come drink!"

The invitation confused Amelia. She turned to the guy and said impatiently, "I'm sorry, but we don't know each other. What makes you think that I would drink with a stranger?"

Even if the man was incredibly handsome, with the way he was acting towards her, Amelia would not hesitate to be rude to him.

"I knew you'd say that," the blond man replied, chuckling. After he put the bottles on the ground, he looked at Amelia with an enchanting smile, stretched out his hand, and said in a quiet, sensual voice, "My name is Michael, thirty years old. Nice to meet you."

This sudden development stunned Amelia and it made her face flush red. She didn't know how to react, especially since she had decided she would not be nice to the man.

But due to social graces, she had no other choice but to politely take his hand and shake it.

"Thank God you are wearing flats," Michael remarked playfully as he looked at Amelia from head to toe. Then he turned to the endless island and asked, "Are you interested in running along the island?"

Amelia looked at the direction Michael was staring at, and she found that the coast was stretching for miles and miles. Just by looking at it, she already felt tired.

"No," she replied as she shook her head. With a polite smile she continued, "But thank you for your invitation. I'll be on my way home now."

"What? Don't be boring, c'mon!" Michael joked. "We'll never know how small this island is if we don't run around it!" After saying that, he immediately grabbed Amelia's hand and pulled

's study.

What Fannie said was right: she was not only the victim. 'Lucian was also one,' she thought.

Amelia could hardly imagine how Lucian reacted when he found out that he was not Nicholas' biological son...

When she learned from Vernon that she was not his biological daughter, she felt like the world was closing in on her.

If it weren't for Lucian, who accompanied, encouraged, and comforted her, she wouldn't know where she would be and how long she would face that problem.

She wanted to be there for him as he was once for her.

The door of the study was slightly ajar. Amelia knocked gently, and after getting consent from Lucian to come in, she pushed the door open and walked in.

After noticing that it was Amelia, Lucian closed the book that he was reading and stood up. Slowly he approached her, and when she was within arm's length, he pulled her into a hug. He held her tightly without saying anything. After a while, he asked, with a worried tone, "Where did you go? I wasn't able to call you."

Amelia tried to hold back her tears, but she was failing miserably. With a tear streaming down her left cheek, she answered, "Sorry, my phone died. I forgot to charge it last night."

"I understand. It's good that you are back." Lucian released her and stroked her hair. He looked at her with eyes so tender and said, "Let's go downstairs and have dinner."

"I... just had some... " she said sheepishly, trying to avoid rejecting Lucian.

"Eat more. Eat with me," Lucian stressed again.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Amelia looked at him in concern.

Lucian shook his head and said, "I can't eat all alone. Especially if you're gone."

While it sounded a bit exaggerated, Lucian was telling the truth.

He firmly held Amelia by the shoulders. While he looked okay, his eyes were telling a different story: sadness was filling them, and it was yearning for someone to connect to.