Addicted To Love

"We're married. Why are you being so polite to me?" Amelia was confused.

Lucian looked up thoughtfully. He stared at Amelia's face for a long time. "I shouldn't have taken out my feelings on you. I'm sorry,"

he apologized in a low voice.

Amelia looked at him and asked lightly, "Lucian, what's wrong?"

She couldn't help but be worried upon noticing how preoccupied Lucian was.

"Amelia, I don't know why but I can't shake off the feeling that Jonny did all this for a reason. It's best to stay away from him from now on." After that, Lucian stood up, carrying the fruits that Amelia had brought to him, and walked to Amelia. "Let's go. I'll check on Mark," he said softly.

Lucian's tone wasn't as cold as before and he even looked calmer now but his words brought doubt to Amelia's heart.

'Jonny did all this for a reason...'

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

Amelia pulled the curtain of the French window. Lucian was still sleeping on the bed. Her first instinct was to wake him up but upon realizing that it was the weekend, she decided to let him sleep in, drawing the curtains back to a close.

However, when she turned, Lucian was already standing in front of her. Without saying anything, he stretched out his arms and pulled her towards him.

Even though they'd been living together for two years, he had never failed to make her heart flutter.

"Are you going to the

tead, they even seemed interested as they asked her where the flower shop was located.

"Honey, you haven't given me flowers for a long time. Why don't you buy some for me?" a girl suddenly said.

"Okay, okay, I'll buy you flowers!" a man agreed. He then turned to Amelia and asked, "Where is this flower shop? Is it just nearby? We can go now."

"Let's go to the shop and look around. I was planning on buying flowers for my wife anyway."

"I'll go with you!"

"Me too. You know how much girls love flowers!"

“……”

With that, the crowd headed towards the flower shop.

Amelia joyfully led the way to her flower shop. Just as she was about to cross the road, Jonny stopped her.

"What's wrong, Jonny?" Jonny stood in front of the group of people, his arms stretched out as if he wasn't going to let them pass.

"Hey, isn't that Mr. Jonny?" a man pointed out, smiling in disdain.

'They know each other?'

Amelia turned to Jonny who had a grim look on his face. She could tell that something was wrong.

"How about this? You can come here another day to buy flowers!" Amelia blunted out. They had outnumbered Jonny. If they fought with Jonny, Jonny was likely to lose so she had to do something about it.

"Amelia, behind me!" Jonny's face was emotionless. Gone was his usual warm demeanor as it was replaced by a cold look on his face. This was something that Amelia had never seen before.