Divorced

S “You’re insane!”

A trace of fear appeared in Aveline’s eyes, completely unprepared for how far Lucas would go in his madness.

Lucas noticed the shift in her emotions, and a fleeting complexity crossed his deep gaze. He leaned in closer, kissing her lips with a tender intimacy, as if they were lovers lost in the moment.

But the more gentle he was, the more Aveline’s fear grew, trembling from deep within her soul.

Suddenly, she pushed him away.

Lucas didn’t get angry; instead, he stared at her lips, as if still savoring the moment.

Aveline steadied herself and asked, “Why did you help Sophia?”

“Hmm?”

Lucas paused at her question, and after a brief thought, he realized she must have misunderstood something related to what Brian had done.

So, she was acting this way because she thought he helped Sophia?

“I didn’t help her,” Lucas replied calmly.

Aveline looked at him with disdain, unable to believe he was playing dumb at this point.

“Lucas, you can’t even admit to what you’ve done. I really have no respect for you.”

Her sarcasm didn’t faze Lucas in the slightest. He remained composed, his emotions unshaken by her

taunts.

He walked over and sat beside her, his voice steady. “What about her is worth helping?” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Aveline was momentarily at a loss for words.

After a pause, she said, “She saved your life.”

Lucas let out a cold laugh, as if he’d heard something ridiculous. “The only person who ever truly saved

me is you.”

Aveline’s eyelashes flickered in surprise. What exactly did he mean by that?

Two years ago, wasn’t it Sophia who saved him? What about her injured leg?

Lucas continued, “Can you imagine someone going so far as to harm themselves just to achieve their goals?”

Aveline glanced at him. “Aren’t you exactly that kind of person?”

“You’re right,” Lucas nodded. “When you think about it, she and I might be the same at our core.”

Aveline remained silent.

“But,” Lucas continued, “people who are alike in that way are destined to never be together. I still prefer

you.”

Aveline responded coldly, “Being liked by you is really unfortunate for me.”

Lucas smirked. “Aveline, if you had just walked past me without a second glance, your life now would be exactly how you wanted it.”

Aveline pressed her lips together, not replying.

She regretted it, but what was the point of regret now? What should have happened, and what shouldn’t have happened, had all already taken place.

Seeing her still cold expression, Lucas added, “Aveline, stay by my side, and I’ll give you what you want. Don’t try to run, and don’t do anything that would displease me, or I can’t say what I might do.”

Aveline closed her eyes. “No time limit?”

Lucas answered, “No time limit.”

A shadow of despair fell over Aveline’s face, like a rabbit trapped in a cage, having given up on escape- even the trembling from fear was gone.

Lucas gripped her chin, turning her face toward him, and kissed her deeply. This time, he kissed her thoroughly.

Aveline neither responded nor resisted, her body stiff like a wooden plank.

This only piqued Lucas‘ interest further. His slender fingers traced over her body, skillfully teasing every sensitive spot until he felt her stiffness gradually give way. He smiled, satisfied with the reaction.