Divorced

Sasha stood frozen in the doorway, her face pale. “Are you all insane? This is a crime!” The men were visibly annoyed by her interruption, and one of them started toward her, intending to drag her inside as well.

“Perfect timing, you little witch! Come join the fun!”

“Ah!” Sasha screamed, drawing the attention of people in the hallway.

Just then, Maria happened to come out of the nearby room. Hearing the commotion, she asked, “What’s going on?”

Sasha spotted her and immediately rushed over, grabbing her hand. “Hurry, Aveline’s inside, they’re-”

What?

Maria’s expression changed instantly, and she bolted into the room, where she saw Aveline pinned down by several men.

“You bastards dare to touch someone of mine?” Maria cursed under her breath, swiftly and efficiently taking down the men holding Aveline. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Hurry, call Lucas!” Maria ordered, turning to Sasha with a stern look. “This needs to be handled quietly!”

“I–I understand…” Sasha stammered, nodding as she shakily pulled out her phone to find Lucas‘ number.

Maria rushed to Aveline’s side, lifting her up. Seeing the tear stains on her face, Maria’s heart filled with guilt. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have let you go off on your own.”

But Aveline just stared blankly ahead, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Maria held her close, adjusting her clothes to cover her up properly.

Lucas arrived shortly after. The men were still sprawled on the floor, groaning from the beating Maria had given them, unable to move.

Sasha quickly entered the room and shut the door behind her, wanting to ensure the situation didn’t leak out and damage Aveline’s reputation.

“I… I was just passing by when i heard someone yelling for help,” Sasha explained, her voice shaking. “I came in to check and found her like this.”

Lucas yanked at his tie, his chiseled face darkening with a fierce, vengeful expression.

He stormed over to the men on the floor and began to beat them relentlessly, his blows landing with brutal force.

His assault was even more vicious than Maria’s. At first, the men could still scream in pain, but as time went on, their voices faded until they barely had any breath left.

Maria spoke up, “Mr. Tudor, don’t kill them all. We need to find out who sent them.”

Lucas, his eyes blazing red with rage, hesitated for a moment before delivering another punch, though slightly less forcefully.

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His entire demeanor radiated violent fury. With cold, murderous intent in his eyes, he stepped on one man’s groin, eliciting a scream so agonized that the man nearly convulsed from the pain.

“Who sent you?” Lucas demanded coldly.

“I’ll talk… I’ll talk…” The man’s face contorted with pain. “It was… it was Miss Winter. She paid us and threatened our families. She said if we ruined Aveline, she’d get us and our families out of the country…”

Sasha covered her mouth in shock. “How could it be her?”

Lucas didn’t ease up; instead, he pressed down harder with his foot, causing the man to howl in pain before passing out from the agony.

Turning away from the unconscious men, Lucas, still brimming with rage, approached Aveline. Seeing the tears streaked across her face, his heart felt as if it had been shattered into pieces, leaving him in unbearable pain.

He gently draped his coat over her shoulders and whispered, “Aveline, I’ll make sure you get your revenge.”

Aveline’s eyelashes trembled, and suddenly, she let out a bitter laugh. As she laughed, more tears began to fall.