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.

even considered

It didn't

Lu; he had always intended to be responsible

Sophia were

be clapping and celebrating her newfound

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

talent for appearing calm

eyes hidden

any means to

a shred of hope

But he didn't.

like a slap in the face,

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

stood up, his tall figure looming as he approached her. He grabbed her by the neck. and pinned

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humiliation from the earlier scene. Her eyes flickered, and she said to Aveline,

Lucas and I were supposed to get married.

mistress.

forced a mocking smile. "Right, you're not the mistress. I am. So, can we

eyes fixed on Aveline, but his words

room. As she exited, a look

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