Chapter142


    Avelinemadeasimplemendsatatthediningtable,instinctively


    checkingherphone.


    What’sgoingon?


    Lucashadn’eupyet?


    Wheredidhego?


    Hermindstartedtowander.Shegrippedherphone,staringatitforawhile,thenrememberedwhathesaidearlier.Sheneededtokeephimappeasedtogetthedivorcefinalized.Otherwise,she’dremain trappedinthisdangeroussituation.


    Takingadeepbreath,AvelinedialedLucas‘number.


    Afterthreerings,thecallwasanswered.


    “Whenareyoingback?”sheaskeddirectly.


    “You’resoshameless!LucaslovesSophia,notyou.Whydoyoukeepclingingtohim?Becauseof you,theycan’tbetogether,andSophiahasdepression!”Theangryfemalevoiceontheotherendwasn’t


    Lucas.


    Aveline’sexpressionturnedicy.“Didyoueatcrapbeforeleavingthehouse?”


    SharonWalsh’sfacetwistedinanger.“Howdareyouinsultme?”


    Avelinesneered.“DidIinsultyou?Iwasjustremindingyoutobrushyourteeth.Eventhroughthephone,yourbreathstinks.


    “Also,youshouldknow,it’snotmeclingingtoLucas.He’stheonewhowon’tdivorceme.Ifyoucanconvincehimtodivorceme,I’dbesogratefultoyou.”


    Withthat,shehungupthephone.


    Whatbadluck!


    Sheregrettedmakingthatcall.


    Avelinesatbackdown,butjustasshewasabouttoeat,shelostherappetite.


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    So,Lucaswenttoseeher?


    Avelinegotupandwalkedtothebalcony,lookingatthebeautifulsunset.ShesuddenlywishedSophiacouldconvinceLucastodivorceher.


    Shereallydidn’twanttobepartofthisstrangelovetriangle


    anymore.


    Itwaspointless.


    Atthehospital.


    Sharonstaredatthedisconnectedphone,herfacetwistedwith


    anger.


    Thenextsecond,someonesnatchedthephonefromherhand.


    “Whoallowedyoutotouchmyphone?”


    Lucaslookedathercoldly,thencheckedthephoneandsawtherecentcalllog.


    Avelinehadcalledhim,andSharonanswered.


    HecouldeasilyimagirlewhatSharonmighthavesaidtoAveline,andhisexpressiondarkenedevenfurther.


    Sharonlookedathim.“You’rejustintime.Thatshamelesswomansaidyouwon’tdivorceher.Isthattrue?”


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    Lucas‘eyesboreintoher.“Watchyourwordsandattitude.Don’tbesurprisedifonedayyougetbeatenupbysomeoneyoudon’tknow.”


    Sharongrewevenangrier.“AreyouthreateningtohitmebecauseIinsultedher?Lucas,isittruethatyoudon’twantadivorce?Howcouldyoubesodespicable?Ifyoudon’tdivorceher,whataboutSophia?Shelostalegbecauseofyou,andnowshehasdepression.IfIhadn’tarrivedintimetoday,shewouldbedead!”


    ThemoreSharon thoughtaboutit,theangriershebecame.“Lucas,ifanythinghappenstoSophia,Iwon’tletyouoff!”


    Lucasstaredathercoldly.“Whodoyouthinkyouare?”


    Sharon’seyeswidenedindisbelief.“You…”


    “Sharon…”


    Atthatmoment,aweakvoicecamefromthehospitalroom.


    SharonshotafuriousreatLucasbefore turningandenteringthe


    room.


    “Sophia,you’refinallyawake.Youhavenoidea howscaredIwaswhenIfoundyouonthefloor.Howcouldyoubesofoolish?Howcouldyouthinkofsuicide?”


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