Chapter 307

Aveline dragged Sophia to the bedroom door.

Inside, a bedside lamp cast a dim, yellow light.

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Lucas, wearing a bathrobe, leaned against the headboard, the robe's collar open. He had a cigarette between his lips, and smoke swirled lazily around him.

"Continue what you were doing," Aveline said, pushing Sophia inside, her expression cold

watched them.

she

Her hands and feet were freezing.

Ha...

He couldn't even control his lust even when they were at the Tudor family mansion?"

He had claimed he wouldn't marry Sophia.

But now, here he was trying to sleep with her, right in front of Aveline.

She had even considered whether to divorce...

matter? It didn't

had never truly been her Lu; he

Sophia were finally

clapping and

decided not to love him, so why was it

talent for appearing calm

my mood. How am I supposed to continue?" Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a

any means to

onto a shred of hope that he might deny

But he didn't.

in

to this. Lucas, let's get divorced. You can marry Miss Winter. Don't let Miss Winter bear the stigma

stood up, his tall figure looming as he approached her.

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a mix of fear and humiliation from the earlier scene. Her eyes flickered, and she said to Aveline,

Lucas and I were supposed to get married. I'm not

mistress.

a mocking smile. "Right, you're

dark eyes fixed on Aveline, but his

her lip and left the room. As she

moment, Yvonne approached. "Sophia, what

her, Sophia immediately walked towards

this will guarantee you a divorce?" Lucas' lips curled into a cold smile as he looked

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