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 matter

her Lu; he had always intended to be responsible for

Sophia

and celebrating

did it hurt so much? She had decided not to love him, so why was it still so

had a talent for appearing calm when she was

his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a chilling aura as he looked at her. So, it really

any means to

shred of

But he didn't.

like a slap in the

this. Lucas, let's get divorced. You can marry Miss Winter. Don't let Miss Winter bear the stigma of being a mistress. She

tall figure looming as he approached her. He

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

and I were supposed to

mistress.

mocking smile. "Right, you're not the mistress. I am.

Aveline, but his words were directed at

her lip and left the room. As she exited, a look of

that moment, Yvonne approached. "Sophia, what

immediately walked

guarantee you a divorce?" Lucas' lips curled into a cold smile as

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