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.

considered whether to

it matter? It didn't matter

he had

and Sophia

and

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

a talent for appearing calm when she was

my mood. How am I supposed to continue?" Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes

means to

onto a shred of hope that he

But he didn't.

slap in

already come to this. Lucas, let's get divorced. You can marry Miss Winter. Don't let Miss Winter bear the stigma of being a mistress.

he approached her. He grabbed her by the neck. and pinned her against

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felt a mix of fear and humiliation from the earlier scene. Her eyes flickered, and she said to Aveline,

years ago, Lucas and I were supposed to get married. I'm

mistress.

Sophia's words, she forced a mocking smile. "Right, you're not the mistress.

eyes fixed on Aveline, but his words were directed at Sophia. "Leave

lip and left the room. As she

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