How could he be so heartless? Faced with such a massive debt of gratitude, he didn't even flinch! How could someone be so cold? Someone like him was truly terrifying! Sophia took out her phone and made a call, explaining the situation.

The person on the other end was silent.

"What should I do now? I can't play the guilt card to keep him anymore. I'm completely out of ideas," Sophia said, utterly lost.

The person on the other end replied, "Then start targeting Aveline. He treats her differently.

Sophia tightened her grip on the phone. "Really? Does he really care about that woman?"

The person chuckled. "Do you really not know the answer?"

Sophia was genuinely unsure. What if he was just pretending with Aveline too? That would make him even more terrifying!

The person on the other end said, "You won't know unless you try. Don't forget how he died."

Sophia instantly calmed down, hatred flickering in her eyes. "I won't forget. I will definitely avenge him!"

Just as Aveline was about to fall asleep, her phone rang. She opened her eyes to see that it was a call from Lucas.

She wondered why he had called her at this hour.

Puzzled, Aveline answered, "Hello?"

Lucas' cold voice came through. "Open the door."

Aveline was taken aback. "You're back?"

His tone grew even colder. "Where else would I go?"

Aveline chuckled softly. "I thought you were enjoying someone's company and wouldn't come back."

As she spoke, she got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it.

Just as she turned to go back to sleep, she felt a tight grip around her waist, and she was pulled into a man's embrace.

Startled, Aveline instinctively struggled. "What are you doing?"

Lucas turned her around, pinned her against the wall, and began to shower her with a series of tender kisses.

"Mmm!" Aveline let out a soft moan as his hot breath enveloped her, scorching her skin. The traces of his affection spread across her neck and collarbone. "Let me go..." she pushed against him.

Instead, Lucas bit her collarbone in a teasing punishment, his voice husky. "Why would I let go when I have you in my arms?"

"You..." Aveline was startled, but Lucas carried her to the bedroom.

She was weak from her cold, and he easily subdued her, as if venting some deep emotion. His assault on her body was relentless. Aveline couldn't even find words. The world spun, and eventually, she passed out.

The night was chaotic.

The next morning, when she woke up, her body ached all over, but her mind felt clearer.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Just then, a bout of coughing broke the silence.

She turned her head to see Lucas pushing the door open and walking in, his handsome face unusually pale.

Seeing she was awake, Lucas said coldly, "Get up and eat."Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Aveline slowly got up, looking at his face, and suddenly started laughing.

Lucas frowned at her, his voice muffled. "What are you laughing at?"

"You deserve it."

Aveline replied bluntly, then got out of bed and walked toward the guest bedroom.

aicas watched her back, feeling a wave of frustration spreading hrough his chest.

fter a night of exertion, Aveline had recovered from her cold, but she anaged to pass the illness to him.

ow ironic.

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