Mr. CEO's Contract Marriage

3 Lucas Was Considering How to Get Her

Emma blurted out worriedly.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Are you joking? That's impossible! Never interfere with others' love lives. We've got everything. Oliver got nothing but only Amelia!"

Lucas got up and went upstairs, "It's late, let's all go to bed."

Lucas was experiencing a taste of sleeplessness for a woman for the first time.

It felt as if tiny pins were pricking his back, and a knife was piercing his chest.

On this summer night in New York, the moon was bright, the breeze was gentle, and the air was tinged with the scent of the sea.

Oliver helped Amelia off the bus. Her thigh got injured, and she was hobbling as she walked.

Oliver wouldn't let her walk anymore, "Come on, I'll carry you home."

Amelia hesitated for a moment and then obeyed,

"I'm warning you, when we get near our house, put me down, I'll walk back on my own.

You just stand behind that big tree and watch me, okay? Even if I fall, don't come over.

My mom is definitely watching from the window. If she sees you bringing me home, she'll nag forever."

After Amelia got off from Oliver, he caressed her long hair, "Can you make it?"

"I have to, honey."

Amelia took a step forward, but Oliver grabbed her,

"Wait, something I've been wanting to say for a while, but I was afraid you'd think I was petty. But if I don't say it, I'm afraid I'll burst.

"Just say it, I see my mom's shadow in the window. If she sees you bringing me home, she'll nag non-stop."

"Alright, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Come on, you can't leave it half-finished. Are you trying to make me sleepless all night?"

Amelia's eyes didn't leave the window as she urged Oliver on.

"Lucas looked at you in quite a strange way. He's so famous and wealthy. I'm scared…" These were the words just Oliver testing her, something he always did, just to hear some sweet words from Amelia.

Amelia knew his small tricks, understood that she had inadvertently given him too much pressure, and gently kissed his cheek,

"Nonsense. That's my best friend's older brother. Don't ruin him. I love you so much. Okay, I need to leave now."

Amelia limped forward, and when she had walked a few steps, she suddenly bent over. Oliver's heart tightened, he was about to go help her, but he saw her shake her head without looking back.

He knew he signaled for him not to come near. There was nothing he could do. Her mother had firmly opposed their relationship.

When Oliver first visited, he was grilled by her mother and was told never to set foot in their home again, just because he was from a poor family.

But he didn't care: In a world where we're already well into the 21st century, it's still astonishing to hear people discussing the importance of finding a perfect family match.

Love shouldn't be about pleasing anyone else, it should be about two people who care deeply for each other and want to build something special together.

Oliver left after he saw Amelia wave from the window. He also saw her mother peering out.

Shortly after the start of their senior year, Amelia, as the president of the nursing major, brought a small group of carefully selected classmates to the geriatric centers to volunteer for physical examinations for elderly people.

The dean warmly welcomed them and asked, "Who is Amelia? Mr. Lucas Williams, the CEO of Blackstone, donated some wheelchairs yesterday. Thank you."

Amelia was surprised, as she had never made such a request.

She suddenly remembered she had mentioned that most geriatric centers were short of wheelchairs, and it was quite inconvenient for the disabled elderly to move at Coney Island Beach.

It was impressive that Mr. Williams took the words to heart.

At the same time, Amelia had a bad hunch in her heart, but she didn't want to dwell on it.

Women with naturally beautiful appearances are often more perceptive of human emotions than those without, but they often consciously avoid facing them.

If not for this, they would be exhausting themselves, so they prefer not to think about it until the last moment when everything is revealed, as a self-protection measure. Therefore, when Amelia finished their activities and saw Lucas leaning against his Rolls-Royce in front of the geriatric centers, she walked up to him naturally, showing a normal expression and saying that she wanted to write an article in praise of this kind-hearted CEO.

Lucas took off his sunglasses and looked at her calmly. He ignored her thanks and asked if he could treat her to dinner.

Amelia calmed herself down, knowing she should do something to Lucas, who suddenly showed interest in her.

"Thank you again for your kind help, but I'm sorry, Oliver and I have already made plans today. We…"

She deliberately did not finish speaking and let him figure out her intentions himself. Lucas was smart.

In fact, this was a result that he expected:

if she easily agreed to go out to dinner with him, he would immediately feel bored.

He preferred to make the process more challenging. Lucas smiled lightly and waved his hand and then drove away.

It was only two days after giving away the wheelchairs that the New York Newspaper published an article "Mr. Lucas Williams donated 300 sets of wheelchairs to Geriatric Centers", which meant that Amelia didn't owe him anything.

He felt that Amelia had demonstrated a tough and polite character despite her young age.

Although it appeared nothing had happened, he was considering how to get her.

The more difficult it was, the greater his desire for success.

The strategy must be considered more carefully this time.