Divorced

Chapter 191 

Aveline looked at his stern back, took a deep breath, and felt incredibly irritated. 

What on earth was he doing? 

He had talked about divorce earlier, and now that she had agreed, he refused. 

He even blamed her for Sophia’s kidnapping. 

And now she was being watched by Darren. 

Life was a mess! 

After walking for a while, Lucas noticed Aveline hadn’t followed and frowned, turning back to look at her coldly. 

Reluctantly, Aveline got out of the car and followed him into the Tudor residence. 

“Mr. Lucas, Miss Young,” the butler greeted them respectfully. 

Lucas replied indifferently, “She is my wife.” 

The butler paused, then quickly corrected himself, “Mrs. Tudor.” 

Aveline frowned but said nothing; she was tired of his unpredictability. 

Following Lucas upstairs, they went directly into the bedroom. 

Aveline stood at the door, not entering, watching him take out the first aid kit. Seeing her hesitate, he said, “Come here.” 

Aveline curled her lips sarcastically. “Are you going to treat my wounds yourself? If Miss Winter knew, wouldn’t she throw a fit?” 

Lucas looked at her coldly. “Aveline, don’t you value your life at all?” 

Aveline’s heart hardened, and her tone turned cold. “Lucas, I called you for help back then, but you hung up on me. If Russell hadn’t appeared, I would be dead by now.” 

Lucas tightened his grip on the first aid kit. 

Desmond quickly found out about Aveline’s kidnapping and informed him immediately. At that moment, his heart felt as if it was being squeezed tightly, causing him immense pain! 

He didn’t dare to waste a second and gathered a team to rescue her, but he was still a step too late. 

He had no idea what had happened in the warehouse before then. 

Seeing Aveline’s swollen face, anger surged in Lucas. He had ordered a citywide manhunt for Darren, determined to find him no matter what it took. 

The thought of her being rescued by Russell made him extremely uncomfortable, especially given her cold demeanor toward him. 

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“I don’t know,” he said gravely. 

Aveline gave a mocking smile. “You had a chance to know, but you hung up my call as soon as we disagreed, Lucas. At that moment, I hated you.” 

Lucas‘ eyelashes trembled as he set down the first aid kit and walked directly toward her. 

Aveline continued, “But then I thought, why waste my emotions and make myself miserable by hating you? So, I’ve decided not to hate you anymore. 

Nor to love you. 

She decided to completely erase this man from her heart. 

Aveline’s eyes stung as she watched him approach, her tone unusually calm. “Let’s finalize the divorce. I can’t keep living like this.” 

Lucas took her hand and led her into the bedroom, silently reaching out to undress her. 

Aveline was startled and immediately covered her neckline, annoyance appearing in her eyes. “Lucas, did you not hear what I said?” 

Watching her so tense and wary, Lucas pressed his lips into a straight line. 

“Take off your clothes,” he said, standing by and staring at her intently, ignoring her previous words. 

He also refused to tell her when exactly they would get divorced. 

Aveline felt as if she were striking air, overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness. 

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