Divorced

Faintly, it seemed like someone was crying for help..

“Hmm? Did you hear something?” Aaron asked Lucas, looking–puzzled.

Lucas‘ expression remained indifferent. “No.” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Aaron shrugged. “Maybe I heard wrong. Let’s go.”

Lucas didn’t respond, lowering his gaze as he and Aaron entered the private

room.

Aveline kept shouting for help, but no one came to her rescue. Despair appeared on her face as she was forced to drink more.

“Bang!”

At that moment, someone burst into the room and, seeing the scene, shouted, “I’ve called the police!”

The men turned pale upon hearing this.

“Damn it, where did this meddling brat come from?”

“Get lost, or we’ll kill you!”

The intruder was a young man wearing the uniform of No. 9 Mansion. His face, though handsome, showed some nervousness, but he didn’t leave.

“I… I called the police. If you don’t let her go, the police will be here soon!”

No matter how arrogant these men were, they didn’t dare challenge the police. Their expressions soured, but they released Aveline.

The young man quickly stepped forward, supporting her and leading her out. of the private room.

Once outside, Aveline’s steps were unsteady. She had been forced to drink a lot, and her clothes were soaked, making her look very disheveled.

“Are you alright? Should I take you to the hospital?” the young man asked worriedly.

Aveline pinched her thigh hard and looked at him gratefully. “Thank you. What’s your name?”

The young man smiled shyly. “I’m Sidney Troy.”

Aveline took out her phone. “Can I have your number? If it weren’t for you, might not have gotten out of there.”

Sidney shook his head. “No need, no need. It was the right thing to do. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

Aveline wanted to say more but suddenly felt nauseous. She quickly

covered her mouth and hurried to the restroom.

Fortunately, it wasn’t far. She made it to the restroom and began to vomit.

Xander followed her worriedly. “Miss, are you alright?”

Meanwhile.

A door to a private room opened.

Lucas stepped out, holding a cigarette. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a familiar figure running into the restroom. He frowned, and when he looked more closely, the person had already disappeared into the restroom.

In a place like this, people getting drunk was a common occurrence, and Lucas didn’t think much of it.

He stood at the end of the hallway, smoking. His strikingly handsome face was shrouded in smoke, and a cold aura surrounded him.

These gatherings were dull.

Aveline’s indifferent face appeared in his mind, making Lucas even more. irritable.

Their relationship seemed to be heading in an uncontrollable direction.

“Miss, I should still take you to the hospital.”

A voice came from the other side.

“No… no need.”

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A familiar female voice responded.

Lucas turned sharply and saw Aveline being half–held by a man as they emerged from the restroom.

Her cheeks were flushed, her clothes were damp, and her eyes were unfocused.

Lucas‘ expression darkened.

Aveline’s steps were unsteady, and she held her phone. “You… give me your number, I…”

She stumbled slightly.

Sidney quickly caught her, preventing her from falling.

“Thank you… thank you.”

Aveline was already dazed. Looking at Sidney’s handsome face, she felt a bit shy. In her haze, she seemed to see Lu’s face from when they first met.

She stared at him dreamily.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her aside.