BOOK7 Chapter8
At that moment, I finally understood why his attitude had changed.
He wanted to have his fun outside while keeping things stable at home?
To me, this was the ultimate humiliation!
I slapped him hard again.
The tension in the room was suffocating, and just then, Ava walked in uninvited,
as if
she hadn’t noticed the heavy atmosphere.
Dressed in a custom gown worth seven figures, she walked up to me.
“Mrs. Evans, Mr. Evans loves you so much. You shouldn’t make things difficult for
him.”
“Even though I’m carrying his child, I have no intention of coming between you
two.”
I raised my hand and slapped her across the face, causing one side of her face to
swell.
A flash of malice crossed her eyes, but she quickly switched to a pitiful expression,
pleading with me.
BOOK? Chapter 8
“Mrs. Evans, if hitting me makes you feel better, I don’t mind. I’m just trying to
case
Mr. Evans’s burden.”
“How about this? Why don’t you accompany Mr. Evans to the gala tonight?”
Lucas immediately pulled Ava into his arms, his eyes dark and unreadable as he
glared at me.
“Eva, don’t be ungrateful. Now go and get ready.”
I stepped over the suitcase on the floor, scoffing coldly.
“No, I’m not going. Tomorrow, you’ll receive the divorce papers from my lawyer.”
A flicker of delight flashed in Ava’s eyes, but she pretended to be confused, letting
out a soft “Oh.”
“Really? Are you divorcing him because of me? That would make me the villain,
wouldn’t it?”
Seeing that I wasn’t paying them any attention and was about to walk out, Lucas
suddenly grabbed my wrist, his face darkening.
“Where do you think you’re going? Got some other man out there? Is that why
you’re suddenly asking for a divorce?”
This was no sudden decision, and it wasn’t about Ava–it was because Lucas had
completely disgusted me.
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