The ambulance took a while to get there, and Aveline didn't dare move Lucas, afraid she might hurt him more. As his face grew paler from the blood loss, she felt more panicked than ever before. Fear completely enveloped her as she tightly held his uninjured hand. "Lu, you have to hang in there, you absolutely can't be..."

She choked up, her vision blurring with tears. "If something really happens to you, I will definitely hate you, I promise I will!"

She leaned down, pressing her face against his hand, feeling his warmth. "Lucas... you have to hang in there. You can't break my heart and then leave me like this. You just can't..." The ambulance finally arrived, and Aveline followed it to the hospital.

At the entrance of the emergency room, she stood in a daze until the doors opened and a nurse came out.

"How... how is he?" Aveline asked anxiously.

The nurse replied, "Who are you? Are you a relative?"

Aveline responded, "I-I'm the family member of the injured person who was just brought in. How is he?"

The nurse's eyes filled with sympathy as she looked at Aveline. "It's not looking good. You should prepare yourself."

With that, the nurse walked away.

Aveline was stunned. What? Prepare for what?

She instinctively took a step back, her face turning pale. No, it can't be!

It definitely can't be!

Lucas, who always had such good luck, how could he be in danger?

He only had a cut, even though it was bleeding a lot, it shouldn't be life-threatening!

However, she couldn't control her tears, which kept falling. Her, entire body was trembling uncontrollably. She bit down on her knuckles, trying to suppress her sobs, feeling as if her heart was. being shattered b It hurt so much! Why did it hurt even more than when he wanted to divorce her?

She had no idea how much time had passed when the doctors and nurses finally came out. Ignoring everything, Aveline rushed in and immediately saw the figure covered by a white sheet.

Her steps faltered, nearly causing her to fall.

"Lucas?"

Her voice was very soft, almost as if she didn't want to belleve he was really dead. How could he be dead? Wasn't he supposed to divorce her? Wasn't he supposed to be responsible for Sophia? How could he Aveline walked to the bedside, her trembling hand reaching to lift the white sheet, but she couldn't bring herself to touch it due to the intense shaking.

She sobbed, "Lucas, are you really dead? Are you really going to be a scumbag? Do you know that you've let down two women at once? Miss Winter lost a leg for you! How could you be so heartless?"

She cried so hard that everything in front of her became blurry. She had never felt such pain and sorrow!

"How could you die? What am I supposed to do if you're dead? Lucas, Lu, what am I supposed to do?": owner of this content.

She cried so hard that her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. Just then, someone grabbed her arm.

A sigh came from above her head, "I'm not dead yet. Isn't it too early for you to cry?"

Aveline froze.

She turned her head sharply and saw Lucas standing there perfectly fine. She glanced at the bed in front of her and quickly pulled back the white sheet to reveal a stranger's face. Aveline was speechless.

She had been crying over a stranger all this time!

"You're okay?" she asked Lucas, her eyelashes still wet with tears, her voice soft and trembling, even though she didn't realize it.