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

It didn't

been her Lu; he had always intended to

he and Sophia

should be clapping and

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

appearing calm when

supposed to continue?" Lucas took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes hidden in the smoke, exuding a chilling aura as he looked at her. So,

means to

had held onto a shred of

But he didn't.

a slap in

"Since it already come to this. Lucas, let's get divorced. You can marry Miss Winter. Don't let Miss Winter bear the stigma of

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

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

ago, Lucas and I were supposed

mistress.

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

Aveline, but his words were

left the room. As she exited, a look of

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