F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 95

Lukas's expression became even uglier. He felt a fire burning in his heart, as no one had ever made him lose his composure like this before.

I had said all sorts of things, making him seem like he was acting unreasonably. It felt awful.

He replied with emotion in his voice, "Do whatever you want."

I looked at him and said, "Mr. Strakovski, do you still have something to discuss? If not, I'll go upstairs and rest."

Lukas gazed steadily, "You can sleep wherever you want, but have you forgotten the agreement we made when we got married?"

My face slightly changed, and I stared at Lukas, my voice tense, "If Mr. Strakovski wants me to fulfill the duties of a wife, you can call me to the master bedroom or come to the guest room."

Lukas sneered inwardly. I wanted to handle even such matters formally.

His tone turned icy, "You said it yourself."

I remained composed, looking at him calmly, "Yes, I did."

Lukas was furious and coldly snorted before turning to walk upstairs.

My eyes flickered. I stood there silently for a few seconds before also going upstairs.

Once I reached upstairs, I found that Lukas had already entered the bathroom.

I quickly packed my belongings and went to the guest room.

When Lukas finished his shower and came out, he noticed that my things were all gone.

The magazines and clothes that were on the bedside table and wardrobe had all disappeared.

Lukas's face turned extremely ugly. He never expected that I was so determined to defy him.

Just a moment ago, he told himself that he was merely possessive of me. He knew he was always domineering and arrogant, and after marrying me, he naturally considered me as part of his territory, which fueled his desire to control me.

But that was all there was to it, nothing more.

Of course, he needed to control his attitude towards me, but it was just a momentary arrogance after marrying me. We only had a one-year marriage contract, and he shouldn't deviate from his original intentions.

He had already adjusted his mood, but unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, I provoked him again.

With a dark expression, he went to the guest room.

The guest room door was locked, and Lukas knocked on the door with a stern face.

After a while, I finally opened the door.