The door of Jun's car slammed shut as he helped Amelia settle into the passenger seat. He rounded the car and finally slid into the driver's seat. Starting the car, he drove off into the night. His eyes glanced at Amelia, who seemed to be dozing off, her head nestled comfortably against the seat.
"Miss… Miss…" he called softly after reaching a red light.
"Yes?" Amelia woke up, her eyes still heavy with sleep, looking at him with a questioning expression.
"Ah… yes, the date," she muttered, sitting up straighter as her eyes gradually cleared.
"If I told you that I wasn't the one who accepted your apology, would you believe me?" she asked, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"No," Lucas replied bluntly, restarting the engine as the light turned green.
"Then forget about having three kids—one is enough. I just need an heir," Lucas added, his voice unsteady.
"An heir…" Amelia's voice trailed off. "What if the first one isn't a boy?"
