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

truly been her Lu; he had always intended to be responsible for

he and Sophia were finally

clapping and celebrating

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

a talent for appearing calm

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

use any means to get a

onto a shred of hope

But he didn't.

felt like a slap in the

marry Miss Winter. Don't let Miss Winter bear the stigma of being a mistress.

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

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and humiliation from the earlier scene. Her eyes flickered, and

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

mistress.

to breathe, and upon hearing Sophia's words, she forced a mocking smile. "Right, you're not the mistress. I am. So, can we

Aveline, but his words

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

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