Lucas stared at her for a long moment before he sat back down. "I was thinking about it, but seeing you like this, bullying an injured person isn't my style." Aveline tugged at the corners of her lips. "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Tudor."

A fake gratitude.

A fake conversation.

TE

It felt like a transparent wall had sprung up between them. They could see and touch each other, but the connection they once had was gone.

It had all changed since he had initiated the divorce.

Lucas felt inexplicably irritable. He reached up and loosened his collar. "Take a few days to rest. Let someone else handle the project for now."

Aveline asked, "Does this count as a workplace injury?"

Lucas looked at her but said nothing.

Aveline continued, "Workplace injuries require compensation, right? I don't mind getting a few tens of thousands. You know my account number, just transfer it directly." Lucas didn't reply to her remarks.

Had this woman become money-obsessed since she asked for a divorce?

First, she wanted a 300-square-meter apartment and two million dollars, and now she was requesting about tens of

thousands?

Lucas replied coldly, "You've found a great way to get rich."

Aveline's smile faded. "If I'd known divorcing you would get me this much money, I would have signed the papers long ago."

Lucas's face darkened immediately.

Just then, the door to the hospital room opened, and Sophia stood in the doorway, her face wearing a gentle smile. "Lucas, I'm done with my check-up. Shall we go?" Lucas stood up and walked over. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me?

Sophia replied, "I wanted to check on Miss Young. Is she alright?

"Yes, she's fine," Lucas said.

Aveline interjected, "Please leave, both of you. I need to rest."

She was really a fool to think that Lucas cared for her.

She had thought he was with her the whole time, but it turned out he was accompanying Sophia for her check-up.

It felt like a gaping wound had opened in her heart, allowing a cold wind to blow in, bringing pain and chill.

Sophía anxiously said, "Miss Young, don't misunderstand, actually..."

"I said get out!"

Aveline didn't want to hear her speak.

To be precise, she didn't want to see either of them.

Their intimate posture and familiarity reminded her of how laughable the past year she had spent with Lucas had been.

She wasn't laughable; she had just misjudged the person.

Lucas's face darkened. "Aveline, your injury has nothing to do with her. There's no need to take it out on her."

He was defending her already.

The pain in her heart intensified.

Aveline stared directly at him. "Lucas, get out."

Sophia became anxious. "Miss Young, if you have any complaints, take them out on me. Why are you treating Lucas like this? He did nothing wrong!"

Lucas grabbed Sophia's arm. "I'll take you back first."

Sophia looked at him worriedly but obediently nodded.

They finally left.

Aveline slammed her fist onto the bed, her eyes red with anger!

He did nothing wrong?

Hadn't he done enough wrong?

Why did he have to come into her life?

Why did he abandon her when she loved him with all her heart?

He might not have wronged Sophia, but he certainly wronged her!

That jerk!: owner of this content.

Asking for two million was too little!

-15 BONUS

Aveline took out her phone and dialed his number, but he had the nerve to hang up!

Great!

Aveline composed a message on WhatsApp and sent it to him.

"Divorce fee: six million. Don't even think about getting rid of me for a cent less!"

They were still married, yet he was already openly protecting Sophia without considering her feelings at all.