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 didn't matter

been her Lu; he

he and Sophia

should be clapping and celebrating

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

talent for appearing calm when

to continue?" Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a

any means to

shred of hope that he might deny

But he didn't.

felt like a slap in the face, leaving a burning

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

up, his tall figure looming as he approached her. He grabbed her

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

years ago, Lucas and I were

mistress.

a mocking smile. "Right,

on Aveline, but his words were directed

As

moment, Yvonne

Sophia immediately

think that seeing this will guarantee you a divorce?" Lucas' lips curled into a cold smile as

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