Aveline's expression darkened instantly. "So, your happiness is built on my suffering?"

Lucas replied calmly, "If you're feeling hurt, you can always come to me for protection."

Aveline let out a bitter laugh. "Protection? As your mistress?"

Lucas didn't respond, simply watching her with that faint, mocking smile.

The thought was nothing short of insulting to Aveline. Give up the role of his wife to become his mistress? Not a chance.

She turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

"Bang!"

Lucas closed his eyes for a moment, the smirk fading from his face. He walked over to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a drink, and slowly sipped it. His gaze fixed on the dark night outside, though his eyes were even darker.

...

When Aveline returned home, Selena immediately asked, "Did he give you a hard time?"

her head. "No, just his usual

"That's a pretty accurate

her hands, Aveline sat down beside Selena, grabbing a piece of fried chicken. "Mmm... food

handed her a beer. "Here you go, babe. Beer won't

"Sounds good."

been tough lately, and she needed something

feeling tipsy. Her tolerance for alcohol was low, but at

lying peacefully on the couch,

was soft, almost playful, with a hint of

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Let's go to the bedroom

over to help Aveline to the bedroom. Aveline obediently followed,

couldn't help

a well-behaved child. "Ave, you really shouldn't drink outside. If someone saw you like this,

I know. No drinking

her cheek before

"Goodnight, Selena."

was rudely awakened by her phone

was calling, and

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