Chapter 266 Kicked Out Of SJ Garden

Nicholas was in so much pain that sweat ran in rivulets down his face. He stared with narrowed eyes at Darren, trying to gauge whether he was telling the truth.

"Amelia..." The pain was intolerable, and it showed in his voice.

Amelia was not a stone-hearted woman who could just ignore what's happening before her. She went up, held one of Nicholas' hands and said in a soothing voice, "Please hold on a little longer. The doctor is on his way."

Nicholas nodded weakly. These words seemed to comfort him somewhat.

Watching how Amelia looked after Nicholas and pacified him, Darren heaved a big sigh of relief.

The attending doctor was expected to arrive in half an hour.

Meanwhile, one of the maids brought in some hot water. Amelia dipped a towel into the water in the basin and gently wiped Nicholas' legs.

With the hypnotic effect of Amelia's gentle ministrations, Nicholas soon drifted off to sleep.

Amelia stood there looking at that pale, haggard face that had been temporarily wiped of pain and felt a sharp twinge in her heart.

Perhaps it was their blood relationship that was making a mess of everything at that point. However, at that moment, she forgot everything else and gazed at Nicholas, who was sleeping fitfully.

Lucian knew very well that Fiona lost her life because of Nicholas. Did he think that it was poetic justice that Nicholas was now in such a condition? Wasn't this a worse torture than death?

When she came out from Nicholas' room, the anxious look on Darren's face immediately vanished. He forced a smile and said, "Mrs. Amelia, it's getting late. The maid has prepared your and Mr. Lucian's room."

Her and Lucian's room...

She frowned and said in a neutral voice, "I know that the doctor said that dad's legs are doing a lot better, but I t

kfast as promised. She looked at her missed calls and saw several from Lucian and Lily.

Heart pounding in her throat with worry that something had happened to her son, she immediately called back Lily to ask her about Mark.

"Mrs. Amelia!" Lily sounded very happy to receive her call.

A smile lifted the corners of her mouth, and her heart felt warm. Lily's voice reassured her. "I am sorry I missed your call, Lily, I just got up," she said with a rueful chuckle. Then, her tone changed. "How's Mark? Did he behave well last night?"

She couldn't help a trace of bitterness in her heart from creeping into her voice.

"Yes, he was well behaved last night, Mrs. Amelia." After her reply, Lily was quiet for a second, and then she asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Amelia, where are you right now?"

The question again plunged Amelia into the depths of despair. Looking at the misty mountains, she forced a smile on her face and replied, "I'm fine, don't worry about me. Lily, I'm entrusting Mark into your care. Please take good care of him."

"Mrs. Amelia, please rest assured that I will do so. After all, it is my job to take care of the young master. I'm more worried about you..." Lily's voice trailed off. She was about to burst into tears at any moment.

Amelia felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes and was about to end the call.

Before she ended the call, Lily said out loud, "Mrs. Amelia, Mr. Lucian intended to fetch you from the Zhan mansion this morning, but Mrs. Fannie stopped him!"

Amelia had always known that Fannie hated her, so she expected Fannie to try and prevent Lucian from bringing her back.

But why did Lucian plan to bring her back to the SJ Garden? Was he unaware of his rash behavior, or did he think that he and Amelia were still husband and wife?