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...

it matter? It didn't

had never truly been her Lu; he

he and Sophia were

should be clapping and

hurt so much? She had decided not to love him,

appearing

supposed to continue?" Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a chilling aura as he

means

of

But he didn't.

slap in the face, leaving

"Since it already come to this. Lucas, let's get divorced. You can marry Miss Winter. Don't let Miss Winter bear the

his tall figure looming as he approached her. He grabbed

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from the earlier scene. Her eyes flickered, and she said

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

mistress.

to breathe, and upon hearing Sophia's words, she forced a mocking smile. "Right, you're not the mistress. I am. So, can we

on Aveline, but his words were directed at Sophia.

left the room. As she exited, a look

Yvonne

Sophia immediately

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

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