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

he had always

Sophia were

should be clapping and celebrating her newfound

had decided

appearing calm when she was most

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

means

held onto a shred of hope that he

But he didn't.

a slap in the

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

up, his 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

and I were supposed to

mistress.

she forced a mocking smile. "Right, you're not the mistress. I am. So,

on Aveline, but his words were directed at Sophia.

bit her lip and left the room. As

moment, Yvonne approached. "Sophia,

Sophia immediately walked towards

you a divorce?" Lucas' lips curled

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