Divorced

Chapter 239 

Zachary’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at them. “You… you. 

two…” 

Lucas kissed the corner of Aveline’s lips and said, “My dear Ave, tell him who I am.” 

Aveline gazed at his face, seemingly forgetting the pain he had caused her, only remembering him as Lu. 

“My husband…” she murmured softly. 

Lucas‘ lips curved in satisfaction. He looked up at Zachary. “Are you planning to stand there and watch us being affectionate, or are you going to leave?” 

Zachary’s expression was like he had been struck by lightning. 

Her husband? She was married? She had said she didn’t have a 

boyfriend. 

Feeling betrayed and unable to accept it, Zachary looked at Aveline in Lucas‘ arms, feeling she had deceived him. Why hadn’t she told him she was married? All his hopes, his feelings – they seemed wasted now. 

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Lucas noted Zachary’s reaction with a hint of mockery in his eyes, then refocused on Aveline’s face. The alcohol had taken effect; her fair cheeks were flushed, and her clear, beautiful eyes were misty and alluring. 

“Lu…” she murmured his name, suddenly cupping his face and kissing his chin. 

“Everything before was just a dream, right? You’re not really the last heir of the Tudor family or the CEO of DK Group, and you don’t have. someone you secretly love, right?” Aveline, drunk and earnest, looked at him intently. 

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For some inexplicable reason, Lucas felt his throat tighten, his heart sinking along with it. 

He held her close and asked softly, “Is it so bad that I’m the CEO of DK Group? I can buy you a bigger house.” 

“No, it’s not good at all!” Aveline shook her head vigorously like a rattle. “If you’re the CEO of DK Group, you already have someone you love. You’ll want to divorce me, but I don’t want to divorce you…” 

As she spoke, her voice grew muffled and sad. 

He hadn’t seen her this adorably vulnerable in a long time. 

It struck him right in the heart. 

When she was sober, she was prickly and distant, her eyes void of any light when she looked at him. But now, her whole world seemed to revolve around him. 

Lucas wished he could make this moment last forever. 

“Lu, why aren’t you saying anything?” she asked, growing anxious at his prolonged silence. “Was it not a dream? Are you really going to divorce me? You jerk… If I had known you were so awful, I wouldn’t have picked you up. I would’ve left you to starve outside!” 

Lucas‘ eyes bore into hers as he asked, “When you found me, weren’t you curious about my identity?” 

Aveline nodded. “Of course I was curious.” 

Lucas‘ eyes darkened. So, it was true. 

Aveline pinched his cheek and said, “I thought to myself, how could such a handsome man be so clueless? I had to bring you home quickly before another woman snatched you away.” 

Lucas was speechless. 

Aveline giggled and hugged his waist, resting her face against his 

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chest, her demeanor soft and obedient. “Lu, it would’ve been better if you hadn’t regained your memory.” 

Lucas‘ Adam’s apple bobbed as he suddenly grabbed her chin, making her look at him. “If I weren’t the CEO of DK Group, the last heir of the Tudor family, would you still have taken me home and loved me?” 

Aveline blinked, sensing a sudden chill. She shook her head uncomfortably. “You’re hurting me.” 

“Answer my question.” 

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