Chapter 16

Lucas's breathing deepened, his eyes fixed on her with unreadable emotions.

Aveline turned away, holding her shoes, and walked forward step by step.

"Get in the car," he called out again from behind.

A flicker of bitterness crossed Aveline's eyes. "You can't possibly be thinking of not getting a divorce, right?"

If he were, he would be letting down Sophia, who had saved him and had a prosthetic leg because of it.

"This is Tudor territory. If someone sees you limping out of here, it won't be good for the Tudor family's reputation," Lucas said coldly. Aveline's long eyelashes trembled, she found it somewhat laughable that she had thought he might change his mind about the divorce. "Aveline, you asked me if I hated you before. I don't," he answered her earlier question.

Aveline's fingers tightened, then she turned and got into the car.

Seeing her return brought an inexplicable sense of relief to Lucas.

Composing himself, he got into the driver's seat.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw her sitting in the back, silent and seemingly deflated.

"Sit in the front," he said in a deep voice.

Aveline looked at him. "Lucas, have some conscience, will you? My feet hurt!"

well that her feet were blistered, he

hand casually on the steering wheel, his long,

start the car.

The atmosphere grew tense.

Bastard!

inwardly, then opened the door

then did Lucas start the

rest of the journey

until they reached the entrance of her apartment complex that Aveline finally

response, she

moved quickly as if being

his lips into a hard line. He watched her until she

the car,

the car, making Lucas's expression even

and colder.

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to her injured feet and then took out their

at it made her

been alone since childhood and being with him had made her happy and joyful. She looked at their wedding photo next to

Plop...

Plop!

landing directly on Lucas' face

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