Divorced

Lucas‘ cold, mocking laughter echoed in her ears as he gripped her chin, forcing her to look into his

eyes

“So, concerned about him? How about I just kill him, and you can cry your heart out once and for all?”

Aveline trembled with anger. “Lucas, I already said I’d go with you. What more do you want?”

Lucas‘ voice was chilling. “Seeing you cry for him infuriates me. What should I do about that, hmm?”

Aveline closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down.

“That’s better,” Lucas said with a satisfied smirk.

Seeing her stop crying, he pulled her into his arms and left the mansion.

Russell watched them leave, his eyes bloodshot and his jaw clenched tightly.

Soon after, the ambulance arrived, and the butler helped him onto it. Just as they got on, the butler received a phone call, his face turning grim.

“Mr. Russell, the people from the main house somehow got wind of this and have snatched the investor you’ve been dealing with.”

Despite the pain, Russell sneered. “They move fast.”

The butler added, “Mr. Russell, you’ve been working on that project for a long time. I can’t believe someone would do such a thing.”

Russell replied, “That ‘someone‘ just left our house, crashed our gate, and sent me to the hospital.”

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Russell closed his eyes, a flicker of coldness in them.

Lucas shoved Aveline into the car, started the engine, and drove off.

Feeling dizzy and disoriented, Aveline closed her eyes and said, “Lucas, let’s get a divorce.”

“Say one more word, and I’ll make sure you can never speak again!” Lucas‘ voice was dark and menacing.

His eyes still burned with barely restrained fury.

Aveline shivered with fear but still looked at him and said, “You’ve already slept with Miss Winter. Why won’t you let me go?”

Lucas stared coldly ahead as if he hadn’t heard her. Aveline closed her eyes again, feeling cold from the inside out.

Was this his way of torturing her?

Keeping a facade of a stable home while having affairs outside?

Disgusting! What a scumbag!

She didn’t know how much time had passed before the car finally stopped. Aveline opened her eyes to find herself in front of an unfamiliar standalone villa. She had never been here before.

The car door opened, and Lucas stood beside it, looking at her indifferently. “Get out.”

Aveline stepped out, confusion was evident on her face.

“Where is this place?” she asked.

Lucas didn’t respond, walking straight toward the villa. A sense of foreboding washed over Aveline. She didn’t follow him but instead called out, “Lucas, where are we? What are you planning?”

His face remained dark as he turned back toward her, then abruptly picked her up and slung her over his shoulder, heading into the villa.

“Let me go! Lucas, you madman, let me go!” Aveline struggled, feeling dizzy and nauseous.

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