Chapter 307

Aveline dragged Sophia to the bedroom door.

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

+15 BONUS

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 had

Sophia

should be clapping and celebrating

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

appearing calm when

took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a chilling aura as

means to get a

onto a shred of hope

But he didn't.

in the face, leaving

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

up, his tall figure looming as he approached her. He grabbed her by the neck. and pinned her

1/2

+15 BONUS

from the earlier scene. Her

were supposed to get married. I'm not

mistress.

to breathe, and upon hearing Sophia's words, she forced a mocking smile.

his words

As she exited, a look

that moment, Yvonne

her, Sophia immediately walked

a divorce?" Lucas' lips curled into a cold

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255