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!"

full well that her feet were blistered, he

on the steering wheel, his long, elegant

start the car.

The atmosphere grew tense.

Bastard!

then opened the door and moved to the front

did Lucas start the car and

journey was

that Aveline finally spoke.

waiting for Lucas's response, she opened the door and walked

moved quickly as if being chased

line. He watched her until she disappeared

cigarettes in the car,

smoke filled the car,

and colder.

+15 BONUS

Aveline got home, she first tended to her

at it made her

thought that he was the one she would spend her life with. She had been alone since childhood and being with him had made her

Plop...

Plop!

directly on Lucas' face in the

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