Addicted To Love

Lucian couldn't remember how he left the office. The moment he got in the car, he felt as if all his strength and energy had been drained.

He clearly remembered what was said on the document and all he could think of was his chest tightening as every second passed.

In the police station at the city.

"Is the information you provided true or false?" Lucian's cold voice rung through the glass window.

Vernon was terribly sick—his face pale and his cheeks hollow. He couldn't stop coughing even as he nodded to answer Lucian's question.

Fists clenched tightly, Lucian stared at Vernon through the glass window. "What if this is just your way to get revenge?"

Vernon stopped coughing and chuckled. "This isn't revenge. This is destiny. This is retribution."

Vernon's voice gave him away—it was full of pain and resentment. This did not go unnoticed by Lucian.

Lucian finally knew why Vernon was so cruel to Iris and Amelia.

However, Lucian couldn't believe that the reason would be his own father.

"If you're still suspicious, you shouldn't have come to me. You should have used the most effective method -- paternity testing," Vernon said emotionlessly.

Lucian suddenly fell silent. A mixture of nervousness and distress arose in his chest.

He didn't know what he would do if he found out that it was indeed true. How could he ever handle a situation like that?

Amelia had heard that the ocean had a calming effect to the

y, "She was probably very busy today. She had to cook and take care of Mark. Normally, her cooking doesn't taste like this."

Undoubtedly, Lucian grew upset at this.

"Mrs. Amelia, I'm the one who cooked these dishes," Lucian finally admitted.

"You cooked these?" In utter shock, Amelia returned her gaze to the food on the table. Nodding, she said, "Well, it really does look like you're the one who cooked these."

"I didn't expect you would be so harsh..." Lucian didn't expect this of Amelia so he brushed her off and said, "Well, just make do with it. Wash it down with red wine if you really can't stand it."

He spoke so fast that Amelia could tell how embarrassed he was.

She raised her wine glass, looking at him sincerely and eagerly, "Mr. Lucian, thank you, really."

As she recalled the couple she came across today, she realized that she couldn't let this cold war between them continue or else, it would consume the love and trust they had for each other.

"Mrs. Amelia, I shouldn't have spoken to you in that tone. I shouldn't have doubted you..." Lucian said remorsefully.

Although Amelia's past was still a mystery to him, he decided to let that go for now. At that moment, he just wanted to have a nice meal with his wife.

"Thank you for admitting your mistakes." Amelia wasn't really mad anymore the moment she returned home.

Her mood also greatly improved when she found out that Lucian had cooked dinner for her.