Since She Met Lucian

Chapter 140 Extreme Torture

Amelia pressed her lips as she felt sore all over her body that even her feet were numb with pain.

It was already half past seven but the sky was still visible. Shelly took out a bottle of water and downed it all in one gulp. "Do you want some?" she asked arrogantly.

Amelia looked away and said coldly, "Miss Shelly, this is not a TV drama. You can stop now."

Shelly was emotionless. She wasn't focusing her energy on controlling her anger instead she was playing tricks. She opened the bottle, held the bottle midair, and poured it on Amelia's face.

Amelia tried her best to dodge, turning to the side in an attempt to avoid the cold water splashing all over her.

However, Shelly was quick. Soon, Amelia was having trouble breathing with all the water pouring down on her, she kicked her legs helplessly.

"Hahaha..." Shelly laughed evilly. In a mocking tone, she taunted, "Amelia, do you want to know what you look like right now? If this gets out to the news, your squeaky clean image will be tainted. I don't think Lucian would find that attractive, wouldn't you?"

"Miss Shelly, I respect you. I know I promised I wouldn't be involved with Lucian anymore but now you're just being mean. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" Amelia wasn't softhearted anymore. At the most, she merely tolerated Shelly but if Shelly wasn't going to be a decent human being then she was definitely going to fight back.

The mockery on Shelly's face was gone as it was replaced with a stone cold look. She stared at Amelia and said, "So I'm guessing you're showing your true colors now?"

"Sucks for you because I did feel guilty but at the moment, I don't have any left," Amelia answered coldly.

Shelly was irritated. She crouched down, reached out her hand, and raised Amelia's face by placing her finger on Amelia's chin. She said coldly, "So this is the face Lucian's so obsessed with, huh? I wonder what would happen if I scratched it. Would he still like it?"

Amelia stared at Shelly warily when she saw that Shelly had taken out a dagger. It gleamed under the light as Shelly gripped it with her hand.

It never occurred to Amelia that something she thought only happened on TV would happen to her as well. This was horrifying.

Shelly had completely lost her mind. Amelia knew she couldn't provoke Shelly any further—she had to look for ways then to distract Shelly.

The answer was pretty obvious: Lucian. If they talked about Lucian, she could stall Shelly a little bit longer.

"Aren't you curious how Lucian really feels about you?" Amelia didn't know what to say so she tried to talk nonsense.

To her surprise, it worked. Shelly paused as she gazed into Amelia's face with interest. "How Lucian really feels about me?" she pondered.

Amelia was quick to notice that upon the mention of Lucian, the anger and hatred on Shelly's face disappeared.

Amelia slowly blinked, trying to choose her words carefully as she spoke, "He told me if you behaved better, your marriage could actually last."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately felt bad for Lucian.

However, she had no choice as she had to stall Shelly and this was the only way she could do that.

"Did Lucian say that?" Shelly was a little skeptical. She took out the dagger again and drew it nearer Amelia's face.

Amelia would be lying if she said she wasn't scared—the dagger was so near her face. Just the slightest movement and her face could easily get cut.

"If you don't believe me, you can call him to confirm. I don't have a reason to lie anyway." Amelia coughed to cover up her lie.

"Call him..." Shelly echoed softly as if she was speaking to herself. Suddenly, she seemed to have realized something as she jolted and turned to look at Amelia. "If I call Lucian, he's going to find out where I am then he can come and save you. Do you think I'm stupid, Amelia?"

Shelly wasn't buying it at all.

Amelia felt a slight pain in her stomach as a burst of panic came over her. Her face was still wet and her forehead was sweating heavily. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

She gritted her teeth and endured the pain silently. Seeing the sky gradually darken, her heart started sinking. In desperation, she thought inwardly, 'Am I just going to die here along with my unborn child?'

"Are you afraid?" When Amelia didn't say a word, Shelly smirked. "I really don't understand why Lucian likes you so much. You're so stupid and oblivious! Thank you for your cooperation though. If you hadn't signed that divorce agreement, Lucian and I never would have gotten married."

Amelia had heard from Jonny that Shelly was behind the whole thing. At first, she thought that Shelly only did all of that because she loved Lucian but now, she knew that it was more than that–Shelly was crazy, insane, and violent.

Snidely, Shelly added, "Do you remember the time when that fruit vendor terrorized you? That was me! I planned that!"

"You!" Amelia was pissed off. She had thought that it was Edmund behind that incident but it turns out, it was Shelly who had planned the whole thing.

"I don't even need to do anything now. If I wanted to, I could kill you right here, right now," Shelly threatened, gnashing her teeth. At that moment, Shelly looked like a lunatic. She seemed to relish in Amelia's helplessness and anger.

Amelia looked at the dark sky as a thought came over her.

That afternoon, Amelia wouldn't even listen to a word Jonny was trying to tell her as she thought that he was just persuading her on behalf of Lucian. But now she realized that that wasn't the case at all, Jonny was telling the truth this whole time.

Out of guilt, she kept refusing Lucian who wanted to get back together with her because she was thinking of Shelly.

Now she realized she was wrong but obviously, it was too late now.

She was trapped and Shelly had a dagger to her face. No one was going to come save her. They were in the middle of nowhere.

She closed her eyes desperately. The pain wasn't important for now but she felt as if something broke loose inside her. Her heart ached but it's not like she could do anything.

Just as Amelia was about to give up, a strong beam of light suddenly shone on them.

Shelly immediately panicked. She stepped on Amelia's face and spat on it too as she warned her, "If you say anything, I'm going to make sure you pay for it!"

It hurt so much that Amelia didn't have the strength to even groan. She weakly opened her eyes and watched as Shelly hurriedly went inside the car.

Gradually, everything turned into a haze. Biting her lower lip, she tried to stay awake and conscious, wanting to see who had come to rescue her. Was it...?

"Amelia..."

The male voice was familiar however Amelia had already drifted off.

After that, she had a long dream. In her dream, a handsome young man dressed in white stood in front of her, a huge smile on his face. Even though he was standing from a distance, she could still smell his scent—fresh grass, minty, refreshing.

In a gentle voice, he whispered, "Don't be afraid. From now on, I'll protect you forever."

Suddenly, the young man fell off the cliff as time and space suddenly shifted. For a moment, all she could see was his hand desperately clinging to something—something she couldn't quite make out. Frightened, she began to run in an attempt to save the young man.

"No! No!" Amelia cried anxiously.

"Amelia. Don't be afraid. I'm here. Don't be afraid..." Lucian stayed by her side the entire time. When he heard Amelia's frightened voice, he held her hand and tried to comfort her gently.

Amelia still hadn't opened her eyes. Everything was still a blur. She couldn't distinguish what was real and what was not. It seemed as if everything was just a dream.

She thought she saw Lucian—standing in front of her in all his handsomeness. He was charming and captivating, his deep eyes affectionately fixed on her.

She stood in front of him, blushing and her head lowered in shyness. The next moment, he stepped forward and pulled her towards his arms, enveloping her in his warmth.

"Lucian... Lucian..." she murmured.

"Amelia, Amelia..." Lucian called back.

When he found her, her hands and feet were tied. She had bruises everywhere and her lower body was bleeding. Lucian felt as if he was going to collapse upon seeing Amelia in such a state.

Throughout his entire life, he'd been through so many hardships but never had he broken down like that.

When he took her to the hospital, he impatiently waited for the results, never leaving the hospital. The entire time he felt as if his heart was going to jump out of his chest. Filled with remorse, he wanted to hit his head against the wall in guilt. He felt as if it was his fault that this happened to Amelia. If only he'd protected her, this never would have happened.

As soon as he found out that Amelia had left the villa, he immediately went out to look for her. He also asked most of his friends to search for her in the city.

Amelia didn't wake up until the following night. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw were the white walls and the strong smell of disinfectant fluid immediately filled her nose. With that, she knew she was still alive.

She looked around and noticed that Lucian was lying on the bed, holding her hand tightly.

Amelia slightly moved her finger which woke him up right away.

"Amelia..." he whispered softly, his eyes still half closed.

Her heart was immediately filled with warmth.

"Are you okay? Are you feeling any pain?" he asked nervously as he stood up, a worried look on his face.

Amelia's lips were dry and parched. Putting on a wry smile, she said, "I'm fine."

"Don't move. I'll call the doctor first." Lucian was enlivened now that Amelia was finally awake.

Amelia felt sore all over her body and her eyelids still felt heavy so much so that she fell asleep once again.