F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 137

I felt stiff all over, my face pale. I couldn't believe what Lukas had just said. I looked extremely embarrassed and humiliated.

I never expected Lukas to say such things.

I knew that I had acted on my own and didn't let Lukas punish Gwendolyn in the morning, and he found it ridiculous and was displeased. But even so, he could have simply refused to help without humiliating me like this.

I gritted my teeth, my eyes turning red. My pride wouldn't allow me to beg Lukas for help in such a lowly manner.

I took a deep breath, trying not to lose my composure. "You're right, Mr. Strakovski. We don't have any relationship, and I was too presumptuous and thought too highly of myself. Mr. Strakovski has no reason to help me, and I was impulsive. I apologize to Mr. Strakovski, and from now on, I won't cross any boundaries again. I'm sorry, and good night."

After speaking, I directly lifted my foot and hurriedly walked upstairs.

Lukas's mind went blank; he didn't even know what he had just said.

Seeing my embarrassed look, he suddenly regretted it a little.

As I passed by him, he didn't hesitate and grabbed my arm.

I raised my voice immediately, my tone filled with embarrassment and anger. "Mr. Strakovski, let go!"

The little white cat meowed and clawed at Lukas's pants, changing its usual soft voice to a fierce one. It scratched him fiercely.

Lukas subconsciously let go, his voice tinged with reluctance. "Aurelia."

I turned my head to look at him. "Mr. Strakovski, I know my place now. Please don't remind me again."

Lukas's expression stiffened, and I had already walked upstairs in quick steps.

As I left, the little white cat rushed to a corner.

Lukas stood still with his eyes closed. A rare trace of distress appeared on his usually cold and stern face. He had indeed drunk too much, and what he said just now was not what he meant.

He was just in a bad mood.

But even if he explained now, would Aurelia listen?

Lukas shook his head regretfully and drank a glass of cold water.

After taking a shower and opening a mint candy, he sat on the ottoman in front of the French window. He was already regretting what he had said downstairs.

He was really angry today about what happened in the box.

But he also knew how strong Sofia's character was. She had had countless opportunities to ask for his help, but she had never opened her mouth.

From this he could see that this time, she must have encountered real difficulties and needed to actively seek help.

However, it was impossible for her to say those words just now.