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!"

feet were blistered, he still made her move

his long, elegant fingers drumming

start the car.

The atmosphere grew tense.

Bastard!

the door and moved to

Lucas start the car and drive

the journey was

the entrance of her apartment complex that Aveline finally spoke.

she opened the

being chased

a hard line. He watched her until she

a pack of cigarettes in the car, shook one out, and

smoke filled the car, making

and colder.

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her

it made her

life with. She had been alone since childhood and being with him had made her happy

Plop...

Plop!

suddenly fell, landing directly on Lucas' face in

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