"What's this? Do we have to call you several times before you'll come to eat?" Lucas' deep, magnetic voice sounded from behind her.

Aveline opened her eyes and looked at him. "Lucas, have I ever done anything to wrong you?"

Lucas frowned. "What are you talking about?"

Aveline gave a bitter smile. "Why can't you even give me a single smile anymore?"

Lucas's thin lips pressed into a hard line.

Aveline walked towards him. "Do you really hate me so much just because I won't divorce you?"

Her eyes shimmered as she gazed into his dark eyes, trying to find a trace of herself in them.

She found it, but his eyes no longer held affection, only coldness.

He felt responsible for Sophia.

Her year of devotion, all those beautiful moments, now felt like a joke.

Lucas watched the light in her eyes extinguish. Then he heard her say, "Fine, I agree to the divorce."

There was no point in keeping this version of Lucas around. She only loved the gentle, caring Lu, who saw her as his whole world.

However, Lu had regained his memory and turned into Lucas Tudor. He was no longer her Lu.

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As Aveline walked past him, Lucas suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Aveline's breath caught, her long eyelashes trembling. "What?"

Lucas's lips moved, and after a long moment, he asked, "Are you serious?"

Aveline closed her eyes, her expression bleak. "It's funny, there's not even a bit of trust left."

She pulled her hand free and left the restroom.

She briefly spoke to Yvonne and left directly.

Yvonne was surprised. "What's wrong? She didn't look well."

Frederick said, "She's too narrow-minded. Not suitable for our Tudor family."

Sophia's eyes flickered, but she remained silent.

She turned to look at Lucas and noticed his brows tightly furrowed, with an even more intense cold aura surrounding him.

"Lucas, come and eat," Sophia called softly.

"Alright," Lucas responded and walked over, sitting down next to Sophia.

Sophia served him some food. "This is your favorite dish."

"Thank you," Lucas said flatly, picking up his fork to eat.

However, the next second, a memory flashed through his mind.

Aveline held his hand, teaching him how to use the utensils. Her fair, beautiful face was full of concentration. When he couldn't get it right, she even playfully smacked his hand.

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"You seem so smart, how can you be so clumsy? This is the last time, watch carefully."

She taught him again and again until he finally got it.

Lucas suddenly closed his eyes tightly.

Sophia quickly asked, "Lucas, what's wrong?"Property © .

Lucas put down his fork and stood up. "I have something to take care of. You all enjoy the meal."

With that, he strode out of the room.

Aveline left the Tudor family mansion and walked along the empty main road. She took out her phone to call for a ride, but they were too far from the city, and no drivers were accepting her request. She had worn high-heeled shoes to match her dress, and now, after walking such a long distance, her feet were blistered and

sore.

She took off her heels, holding them in her hand, her face scrunched up in discomfort.

Just then, she heard the sound of a car behind her. Turning around, expecting a taxi, she saw Lucas driving toward her. How unlucky!

She immediately looked away and continued walking.

However, the car stopped right in front of her. Lucas got out and walked toward her, his expression dark and gloomy. Aveline instinctively took two steps back. "What do you want?

Are you going to hit me?"

The next second, she felt herself being lifted off the ground as he picked her up.

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