Divorced

Chapter 457

Aveline bit her lip hard, her swollen eyes filled with anger as she clutched the bedsheet tightly.

Lucas felt a painful tightness in his chest.

He took off his jacket and leaned over.

Despite Aveline’s resistance, Lucas continued as he pleased, disregarding her feelings entirely. This made Aveline feel a deep sense of sorrow. What kind of man had she fallen in love with?

As the ointment was applied to her torn skin, Aveline’s body flinched from the pain, and she gasped sharply.

Lucas‘ lips pressed into a tight line as he quickly finished applying the ointment. He then said, “If you feel uncomfortable, let me know.”

Aveline turned her face away, refusing to look at him.

Lucas went into the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he saw Aveline struggling to get out of bed, intending to leave the room.

“Where are you going?” Lucas asked in a low voice.

With her back to him, Aveline replied hoarsely, “I’m going to sleep in the guest room. I don’t want to get hurt again.”

Lucas strode over, picked her up, and placed her back on the bed. Seeing her struggle, he firmly held down her arms and said in a deep voice, “Do you think I’m such a beast that I’d disregard your injuries?”

Aveline gave a cold laugh. “You just realize that?”

Lucas felt a surge of anger. The cold laugh and mockery in her eyes felt like a burning fire in his chest.

He said icily, “Do you think you’ll be safe in the guest room? Stay here and sleep, or you’ll regret it.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You bastard!” Aveline glared at him, her chest heaving with fury.

Lucas let her go and said coldly, “Sleep.”

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He lifted the blanket and got into bed, forcefully pulling her into his arms, not allowing her to leave.

His clean, fresh scent enveloped her, invading every part of her senses. If she had a knife, she would have stabbed him without hesitation!

The man’s breath behind her suddenly grew heavier, and his arms tightened around her. Aveline immediately closed her eyes.

Lucas‘ husky voice came. “Aveline, I’m sorry.”

Aveline’s whole body trembled.

Lucas continued, “No matter the reason, it’s my fault that you got hurt. I promise it won’t happen again.”

At that moment, Aveline’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She bit her knuckles to keep her emotions from spilling over. What was the use of apologizing after she’d already been hurt?

Lucas tightened his embrace, his breath hot on her shoulder, intense and lingering.

The night gradually quieted down.

Aveline didn’t know when she fell asleep, but she woke up to an unusual sensation. She realized that Lucas was applying medication.

“Can you just apply the medicine?” she asked, unable to bear it any longer.

Lucas‘ fingers didn’t stop. His voice was deep and husky, “I need to check if there are any internal injuries.”

Aveline’s eyes reddened with the stimulation, and she bit her lip.

After a long while, the application of the medication was finished. Lucas stood up, then suddenly leaned in to kiss her lips, urgently. His hand rested on her waist.

“Mm!” Aveline resisted, pushing him away.

Lucas held her tightly, showering her face and ears with small kisses. He grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, “Can you feel it?”