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

her Lu; he

he and Sophia were finally

clapping and celebrating her newfound

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

a talent for appearing

his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke,

any means to get a

had held onto a shred of hope that he

But he didn't.

slap in the face, leaving a burning

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

as he approached her. He grabbed her by the neck. and pinned

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

years ago, Lucas and I were supposed to get married.

mistress.

mocking smile. "Right, you're not the

fixed on Aveline, but his words were directed at

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

that moment, Yvonne

immediately walked towards

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

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