Addicted To Love

Amelia's identity was so complicated that she couldn't even live in peace. She was like a floating vessel that had no fixed point. Because of that, Lucian decided to keep everything a secret. He did it not only to protect Amelia but also for his own sake.

Amelia was setting the table, getting ready for dinner. When she looked up, she found out that Lucian had been patiently waiting in the corner. She couldn't help smiling and teasing him, "When Mr. Lucian is hungry, he can't help acting like a child."

Lucian couldn't help fixing his eyes on his wife when he noticed her bright smile. Without saying anything, he walked up to her and held her quietly in his arms.

Amelia didn't expect her husband's gesture so she was shocked.

His being affectionate all of a sudden somehow frightened her. "I... My apron is oily..." she stammered.

"That's also your scent," replied Lucian shamelessly. The sweetness and the sexiness in his voice, and his warm breath tickled Amelia.

She blushed out of embarrassment. They had been married for quite a while now but she realized that she still couldn't deal with his honeyed words easily.

"Let's eat." She was so shy so she lowered her head and struggled out of his arms.

But Lucian held her more tightly. She felt like she was stuck in the mud so she stopped resisting. It would be much better if she let Lucian do what he wanted to do.

For some reason, Amelia felt a little strange. Lucian held her more and more tightly as if he was afraid of losing her any moment. She was confused all of a sudden.

As a matter of fact, Lucian was seeking comfort from Amelia. He wanted to feel the warmth of her body to make sure that he was hugging her in the flesh. It was also his way of dispelling the

lso sounded cold.

Amelia froze. She really couldn't understand Fannie's real intention.

"Mom, what do you really want to say?" All of a sudden, Amelia's voice sounded so weak. Fannie once again reminded her of her mother and she couldn't help feeling very sad especially when she remembered everything that her mother had gone through.

At this time, the waiter came back with their order. While staring at the porridge, Fannie said, "Let's eat first. Only when you have a full stomach that you can have the strength to grieve."

It wasn't clear if Fannie sounded comforting or vicious.

Amelia took the spoon and had a bit of porridge. Fannie, on the other hand, was eating with appetite.

After having two or three spoons of porridge, Amelia stopped eating.

Fannie mentioning about her mom made her lose her appetite. She even found it difficult to swallow the porridge she put in her mouth.

"Are you done?" Fannie asked when she noticed that Amelia wasn't touching her food anymore. When Amelia didn't answer, she also put down her spoon and said, "Listen to me carefully."

Fannie's expression became serious and Amelia suddenly felt scared.

She had the intuition that Fannie was about to say something big and it was related to Iris.

To calm herself down, she clasped her hands and sat straight. She was ready to listen no matter what it would be.

"When I saw the picture of your mom that time, I hated it so I took it away. But you must actually thank me for what I did. Because if Nicholas happened to see that picture, your marriage with Lucian probably didn't happen." Bewilderment was written all over Amelia's face.

"Why not?" Amelia didn't have any idea what Fannie was talking about. She really couldn't understand.