The soft mattress trembled as Lucas' breathing grew heavier.

His voice was husky and strained. "Aveline, when you wake up, you can't deny this happened."

Aveline didn't hear a word he said, her actions frantic as she kissed him with abandon.

Lucas' voice grew even lower and rougher. "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

A night of passion ensued.

The next morning.

Aveline opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar place. She jolted upright, her heart racing. The blanket slipped from her shoulders, and a chill spread across her chest. Glancing down, her face instantly turned pale!

Her memory of last night stopped at the moment when Russell had said she had been drugged. She couldn't recall anything beyond that.

But the current situation spoke volumes-had she been with Russell?

Oh, God!

How could this happen?

And yesterday was Russell's wedding day!

She...

size of beads suddenly streaming down her face, her complexion as pale as a sheet. For

moment, the door opened,

""Why are you crying?"

had barely stepped inside when he saw her sitting there, silent tears streaming down her face. His brows furrowed as he moved closer to

with him without her consent? Was

his lips together

at

so faint it

everything happened so fast. I couldn't get you to a hospital in time, so I

gripped Lucas' heart, but he

beginning to understand more and more that nothing mattered more than her. Whenever she

threw her arms around him,

stunned. "Aveline, what's

this? He couldn't quite figure

it's you," she

have done if she had slept with Russell instead. Upon realizing it was Lucas who had slept with her, the overwhelming despair lifted like a heavy fog, and she felt as if she'd come back to

her words, Lucas finally understood why she was

and said softly, "Do you think I would let any other man

cry, but her emotions gradually began

she asked, "I was

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