Chapter 205

Aveline paused, looking at the cup of tea in her hand.

Wasn't he the one who bought it?

The icy indifference etched on Lucas' face was unmistakable, too genuine to be feigned.

As realization dawned, Aveline's lips twisted into a bitter smile. She had misread the situation entirely. In her naivety, she had imagined he remembered that he had bought the cup of tea out of concern, a gesture of comfort after her ordeal.

It turned out she had read too much into it.

Taking a deep breath, she threw the tea into the trash and followed him into the Tudor mansion.

They went straight upstairs and into the bedroom.

Lucas tugged at his collar, unbuttoning it, and said coldly, "Go take a shower."

Aveline silently complied, showing an attitude of resigned acceptance.

watched her, feeling even

room. Through the frosted glass, he could see her shadowy, graceful figure. Sitting on the sofa with

parched. He tugged at his collar as if

agitation.

up and left the bedroom, heading to the

longer in the bedroom. She sighed with relief

as she had dried it halfway, someone yanked

over her, and she gasped, instinctively

wearing nothing under the towel. Her attempt to cover herself was

her waist, pulling her close. She looked like a frightened rabbit, which only

her ear. "Why are you trying to cover yourself? There's nothing here I haven't

rough touch. "Can you be

grip was causing her

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of her eyes. Her figure was flawless, curvaceous, with fair skin tinged with a delicate blush. The softness in his hands was irresistible, and her unique fragrance kept stimulating his

low, husky voice murmured, "You're

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