Chapter 2

Earlier, when she heard his voice, it was mixed with music, making it hard to hear clearly. But now, his deep, magnetic voice came from right above her, so clear that it struck her heart, leaving her breathless with pain.

He could speak.

However, he hadn't told her about it immediately.

In fact, he wanted to divorce her.

All of it was true.

Why?

Why did he want a divorce?

Aveline wanted to ask, but she held back.

Why should he get to divorce her just because he wanted to?

Over the past year, she had done nothing to wrong him. Even if he wanted a divorce, he owed her an explanation!

Aveline's heart felt cold, but she craved the warmth of his body, hugging him even tighter.

"Yes, I heard you talking to someone, but I didn't catch what you said. Lucas, your voice is so nice."

She kissed his back.

"Lu."

It was what she called him only in their most intimate moments.

Whenever he heard it, he would respond with even more passion.

But tonight, Lucas pushed her away.

"I'm tired."

Aveline's face went pale as she looked at his straight back, suddenly feeling a surge of anger.

"But I want to, Lucas. You're my husband; you should fulfill your duties as a husband!"

Why was he tired?

Had he already been with that other woman?

She had to find out!

Lucas seemed surprised by her sudden assertiveness. Her soft hands started to roam over him, and soon his breathing grew heavier.

His body was honest; he had never been able to resist her touch.

A dark glint flashed in his eyes as he turned and grabbed her chin, kissing her deeply.

Aveline instinctively closed her eyes, her lashes trembling. Aside from the initial scent of perfume on his clothes, there was no other scent on his body.

Her tense body relaxed, and the temperature in the bathroom quickly rose.

His hot body enveloped hers, and as he kissed her shoulder, his voice was a bit husky. "Ave, we..."

"I'm tired. I’m going to sleep now!" Aveline interrupted him, running to their bedroom and turning off the light.

What was he going to say? Divorce? She wouldn't agree!

She had invested a year and had fallen in love with him. Why should he get to divorce her just because he could talk now?

He couldn't be that heartless!

In the darkness, Lucas looked at Aveline's blurry profile. He sighed quietly as he held her and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

When Aveline woke up, Lucas had already gone out. Panic immediately set in, and she hurriedly got out of bed to search for him.

Their home was a small two-bedroom apartment she had worked hard for years to buy. After marrying him, it had become a warm and cozy place.

She had imagined a bright future together. He was so talented, learning everything quickly. She had once said he would make a lot of money and buy them a bigger house. He had earnestly nodded and agreed back then.

He hadn’t gotten her the bigger house yet; he couldn't leave!

Frantically searching the apartment, Aveline's face grew paler. Just then, the door opened, and Lucas walked in carrying breakfast.

Seeing him, Aveline immediately rushed over and hugged him tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

Startled, Lucas asked, "What's wrong?"

Aveline looked up, gazing into his dark eyes. "We'll always be together, right?"

Lucas remained silent.