Chapter187
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abbed
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*Youfigureditout?”thedriverpokedcoldly
Avelinefelteverythingbingblurryandinstinctivelytriedtoopenthecardoor,butwasalready locked
“Whoareyou?”sheaskedwithfaculty,pinching herthightostayawakaContent ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
Thedrivesredathercoldlyfromforgetme?YouBethewitch,ifitweren’tforyou,Iwouldn’thavebeen inprison?*
AshofcognitionhitAliceLucas hadinvestigated
Darrenthewinstheone
Butshedidn’ttoohimatall#hywasfuesehate?
Insteadofpanic
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house?Icangiveyou
MyBendisLucasTudor.Tudorfamily.He’svery
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*wantyourlife!”Darrenshouted,flooringthegaspedal
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velineintotheseatis
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Inthehospital,Sophialookedat Lucasbesideherbed,finallyfeelingrelieved.
Hestillhadaceforherinhisheart.Now,hewasnolongeransweringAveline’scalls.
“Lucas,whenwillyoudivorceher?”Sophiaaskedweakly.
Lucas,focusedonhisdocuments,remainedunmovedbyAveline’srecentcall.
Hisvoicewascoldanddeepashesaid,“Soon.”
AhintofjoyshedinSophia’seyes.Shequicklyadded, ”Lucas,Itrulyloveyou.Withmebyyourside,we’llbeveryhappytogether.”
Lucasdidn’treply;hesimplylookeddownathisdocuments,hisfingersasionallyturningthepages.
Sophiafeltimmensesatisfactionjustwatchinghisstrikingface,thrilledatthethoughtofsoon bingMrs.Tudor.
Atthatmoment,hisphonerangagain.Lucas‘eyshesfluttered,andhencedatthecallerIDwithaneutralexpression.
ItwasDesmondcalling.
SophiaalsoncedatthescreenandrxedwhenshesawitwasDesmond.
“Hello?”
Desmondsaid,“Mr.Tudor,there’sanurgentoverseasvideoconferenceyouneedtoattendnow.”
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“Alright,I’llbethere,”Lucasreplied,hangingup.HeturnedtoSophia,“Getsomerest.I’lebytomorrow.”
Sophianodded.“Okay.”
AsLucasleft,shegrippedthebedsheettightly,thentookoutherphoneandcalledsomeone.“Hellostnight’sissuewon’tbediscovered,right?”
Theotherpersonreplied,“No,he’sveryconcernedaboutyounow.Usethisopportunity.”
Sophiaresponded,“Iunderstand.”
Afterhangingup,shebreathedasighofrelief.
Outsidethehospitalroom,Lucaslistenedforanysoundfrominside,hisgazedarkandcold.
Enteringtheelevator,hedialedAveline’snumber.
“Sorry,the number youarecallingiscurrentlyswitchedoff.Pleasetryagaiter…”Theautomatedmessageyed.
Lucasfrowned.What’sgoingon?Shehadjustcalledhim,andnowherphonewasoff?
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