"If you beg me, I might agree to keep up the act," the man's clear voice rang out behind her.

Aveline paused, her tone cold. "I'd rather die."

He wanted her to beg him? In his dreams!

Lucas chuckled softly. "So full of pride. Think about everything you've been through: a man like Darren constantly trying to kill you, Sophia scheming against you at every turn. Who else might come after you? How much longer can you endure? Dying sounds easy, but do you really have the courage to go through with it?"

His words struck her heart like a hammer, breaking down her resolve

Her steps slowed, and she clenched her bag tightly.

She was unwilling to give up.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have contacted Lucas today.

Did she really dare to die? How could she, with so many things left undone?

Aveline closed her eyes, knowing that stepping back meant endless entanglement with him. He could easily walk away, but what about her? In the end, wouldn't she still be left battered and bruised? Fighting alone or relying on him seemed to lead to the same outcome.

If you walk out

He meant every word.

lip hard, closing her eyes once more. When she opened them, they were clear

keeping up the agreement because it had its benefits, now I realize I don't need it. Standing by your side isn't any different from being

his interest piqued by

you know what to expect. With them, who

with determination. "I'd rather face the unknown than stay

is always open for

once more and walked out, not

spoke, "You're just as vile as they are. I will only

turned and

leave, not moving from his spot. The pain in his body intensified, causing his brow to furrow. Why did it hurt so

the Tudor residence, she felt a weight lifted from her chest. She

was somewhat cold when she

"How about I cook dinner, and you come over? I'll make your favorite

silence on the other end of the

phone tightened. "And I'll also make some

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