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Chapter 68 Just vibes

ผู้เขียน: Ela Osaretin
Lucas spoke up. "I'd like some too."

Amelia didn't dwell on Lucas’ request, assuming he just wanted to try the ravioli instead of some little competition against Eugene’s over her attention. Without hesitation, she served him some.

“They also do great baked ziti, the creaminess of added provolone cheese and sour cream, and a homemade meat sauce. I ordered two plates, but we can get more if it's not enough." Amelia kept chatting as she grabbed a morsel of baked ziti and consumed it clean in one b
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  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 402 More composed

    He was usually as cold and distant as winter frost, yet seeing him now in such a vulnerable state left Amelia at a complete loss.Why had the untouchable, unapproachable man suddenly turned into a pitiful puppy?In that moment, Amelia realized that Lucas was a truly inexperienced man when it came to relationships. The longer she looked at his aggrieved expression, the more uneasy she felt.“I didn't mean it. Please believe me," Amelia hurried to explain, though deep down, she knew words could hardly clear things up.“You don't want to take responsibility for me?" Lucas pressed, seizing the moment, his reddened eyes shimmering with a pitiful plea.Amelia opened her mouth, but no words came. If he had remained cold and indifferent as he always did, she could have simply apologized and brushed the matter aside. Yet, the sorrow in his gaze tugged at her heartstrings, leaving her unable to utter a harsh syllable, she didn't even want to raise her tone.Lucas took in every flicker of her pan

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 401 Somewhat wronged

    Lucas felt a stab of bashfulness, as if his trick had been seen through. Like some shy teenager with his first crush, he was too mortified even to look her in the eye.“Slow down. You're going to choke yourself to death," Amelia said with a worried frown, her hand rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Can you breathe okay now?" she asked with concern.“Yeah, much better," Lucas managed to say, still staring at everything except her face.Looking at his bright red face and burning ears, Amelia figured the poor guy had really choked hard on that water. She had no idea it was actually embarrassment making him look like a tomato.She suggested, "Your wound is pretty badly infected, and you're obviously weak. There's no way you can take a proper shower, but I can give you a quick wash-up. It's just for tonight. You'll probably be back to normal tomorrow."She knew Lucas was a complete neat freak who probably showered twice a day.Going to bed dirty would drive him absolutely crazy. Since h

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 400 Wild urge

    A wild urge tore through him, he wanted nothing more than to pull her in, hold her so tightly that their hearts would beat as one, as if only by erasing the space between them could he quiet the ache inside. If he could just keep her close, maybe they'd never have to let go, now or ever, in any lifetime.Their faces inched closer, each breath blending with the next, and just as their lips hovered at the brink of meeting, the door let out a shrill creak and swung open.“Hey, Amelia, Lucas, wait till you see the treats we grabbed for…” Viola’s sentence cut off as soon as she caught sight of the scene in front of her. The spark in her eyes betrayed her delight, her mouth fighting hard to hide the grin that threatened to break free.Emily, meanwhile, was frozen in place, her mouth slightly open, eyes wide in pure shock. Did they just kiss? If things had gotten this intense, heartbreak seemed almost inevitable for her brother.“Oops, didn't mean to interrupt, don't let us stop you!" Viola t

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 399 To break through

    As Amelia strode into the emergency reception, all eyes turned to them. Patients stared openly, their gazes shifting in disbelief between her and the man in her arms.They were too stunned even to raise their phones for pictures. This woman's strength was extraordinary, almost unbelievable. Even a grown man would struggle to lift someone like Lucas, yet she carried him with ease. Her steps were light and steady, as though she bore nothing heavier than a bundle of cloth.“Doctor! Doctor! The patient has a severe wound infection, a high fever, and is losing consciousness!" Amelia called out, her voice edged with urgency.Doctors and nurses rushed forward at once, helping her transfer Lucas onto a gurney.Several hours later, Lucas had been moved to a VIP ward. His fever finally broke, though he still seemed to sleep on, his lips pale and drained of color. Thankfully, it wasn't some dreadful virus. Once the fever passed, he would be fine after waking.Amelia laid her hand on his forehead

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 398 Exhaust herself

    Myron's eyes lingered on the scene, every detail hardening his suspicions like molten metal cooling into iron. For Lucas, who was famous for keeping every woman at arm's length, to allow such closeness and generosity, Amelia could only be the Sullivan family's hidden daughter. Even if she weren't, her ties to the Sullivan family were undeniable.In either case, she was not someone to cross.Amelia’s eyes shifted to Myron. "I find Alana quite capable. If she were promoted to jewelry store manager, I'm sure both this store's business and reputation would flourish."Having just respectfully returned the black card to Lucas, Alana froze, overwhelmed by Amelia’s words. She looked at Amelia with awe and disbelief. Had this distinguished customer truly suggested her name to the boss, for manager? It was beyond anything she could imagine.She knew all too well that her experience fell short of such a position, but the recognition filled her with gratitude. To be lifted by unexpected praise fro

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 397 Charge it

    “Mr. Sullivan, don't be fooled. They do not truly respect you, despite their words," Amelia said softly, with a deliberate hint of coyness in her voice. "What they parade as respect is nothing more than a painted mask. Beneath it lies dissatisfaction they dare not voice."Behind Amelia, Viola and Emily shared a knowing glance, stifling their laughter.Jaida's knees weakened, her complexion turning ashen. "Mr. Sullivan! That's not true. I never…”Jaida bit back her fury, her teeth grinding. How she longed to lash out at Amelia. That annoying vixen! Wasn't Lucas supposed to loathe women like her? Why was this woman not facing any consequences?“I am not dissatisfied! On the contrary, I am utterly convinced and full of admiration," Brad hastily said, his sweat dripping like rain.“Mr. Sullivan, I have always esteemed you with the highest regard, without a trace of complaint," Jett chimed in, though unease gnawed at his heart. Deep inside, dissatisfaction festered. Why was fate so cruelly

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 99 Obvious malice

    Amelia blinked in surprise. She hadn't expected anyone to actually make it over a casual comment. Warmth bloomed in her chest, but it came with a touch of sadness. Her thoughts drifted to her years with the Wright family. Even when she made deliberate requests, Damian never fulfilled them, let alone

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 87 In filth

    Both women snapped their mouths shut, instantly, though tears streamed freely down their cheeks.Ransom of no ransom, the terror of potentially getting killed made them cry their eyes out.They had heard a lot of stories of kidnappers who took money and still killed the hostages. They needed an esca

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 93 Something to hide

    Amelia shook her head, steady and unruffled. "That's not necessary," she said, declining his help. "If we pull down the news or the trending posts now, it'll only make people suspect I have something to hide."Removing those topics would only add fuel to the fire, turning public opinion even more vi

  • My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can   Chapter 89 Not dumb

    "I'm serious," Marcus said, staring at her. "Are you absolutely sure the people you messed with were just nobodies?"“Yes! If they were better than us, I'd either be friends with them or at least avoid causing trouble," she said, waving it off. "Come on, Dad. I'm not dumb."Marcus kept his voice cal

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