Chapter 43 We Must Sleep In The Same Room Tonight

As soon as the car arrived at the SJ Garden, Lucian took off his coat and the coat Amelia had put on her own shoulder. He said possessively, "My woman can only wear my clothes."

Looking at his childish yet serious face, Amelia said nothing but felt happy.

Girls like to be cared and loved by boys. They enjoy a sweet caress and a warm embrace. Being loved and capable of reciprocating love is, to them, one of the most pleasant things in the world. Amelia was entranced by that very feeling right now. As though her heart was filled with vast oceans of ecstasy.

But the coat wasn't hers. It was Jonny's and she couldn't lose it, so she took it from Lucian and held it in her arms.

Lucian felt jealous at the sight of Amelia's reaction but he didn't want to show it. He had to bury the impulse to get to the bottom of the matter.

"I'll go upstairs first." She planned to wash Jonny's coat in the washing machine and return it to him.

Seeing she was holding the well-designed suit made of plain but soft fabric, Lucian couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to take that upstairs?"

"Oh... Yes." Amelia froze. Every inch of her body quickly stiffened with panic. She looked at him and explained, "It's from a kind man! I don't think it's appropriate to throw it away."

"So it is." He smiled enough to conceal the jealousy. "I'll wait for you in the bedroom," he reminded her.

"Bedroom?" With widened eyes, Amelia was at a loss for what Lucian meant.

Noticing how confused she looked, Lucian appeased her. "I wanted to ask for your opinion. But since you seem anxious to know right away, I will tell you directly."

"Lucian, what are you doing? What's going on?" By

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"It's getting late. We have to get to bed early." Amelia changed the topic. She knew the redness of her cheeks was showing. She was rendered incapable of speaking, yet again. She didn't know how to answer, let alone, what to answer.

With his eyebrows raised, Lucian smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Well, you have to go to work tomorrow. Go to bed early."

"Yes." Amelia nodded her head and turned away.

"You can sleep in the master bedroom tonight," said Lucian. He took Amelia's hand and gave her a hint with his twinkling eyes.

"No way!" Amelia got rid of his hand immediately. She frowned and said unhappily, "It seems that what I said just now has all become a giant blob of nonsense!"

Lucian realized that she thought too much. He laughed and said, "Don't take me the bad guy here, Amelia. What were you thinking before I could even finish my words?"

The more he pried, the worse the result would be.

Amelia already had a crush on him. He was not eager to win her affection, but he wanted to get a chance to know more about her in the days to come. This, to Lucian, was key to having a more solid relationship with her.

"I'll sleep here. Where are you going to sleep?" she asked, her face still red with blush.

"Of course I..." Lucian drew his face closer to her and smelt the scent of her. "...sleep next to you," he teased.

Amelia glared at Lucian, slapped him on the arm and said, "Shame on you to say you're not a lascivious man. I know about your history so I'd better be on guard around you."

She didn't forget Lucian took photos of her while she was intoxicated. At the thought of this, her affections for him dwindled, and she felt weak.