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

had never truly been her Lu; he had always intended to

Sophia

and celebrating

did it hurt so much? She had decided not

had a talent for appearing

Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a chilling aura as he looked at

use any means

onto a shred of

But he didn't.

like a slap in the face, leaving a burning

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

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

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the earlier scene. Her eyes flickered, and she said

ago, Lucas and I were supposed to get

mistress.

and upon hearing Sophia's words, she forced a mocking

Aveline, but his

her lip and left the room. As she exited, a look of bitterness crossed her

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