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.

had even considered

matter? It

never truly been her Lu; he had always intended to

Sophia were finally

and celebrating

hurt so much? She had decided not

appearing calm when

cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a chilling aura as he looked at her. So, it

means

held onto a shred of

But he didn't.

felt like a 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

figure looming as he approached her. He grabbed her by the neck. and

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

Lucas and I were supposed to get married. I'm not

mistress.

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

but his

her lip and left the room. As she

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