LOGINCecilia roughly dragged David Hanson aside and held Lucas in her arms, her face full of concern. Lucas' face was battered and bruised then. His eyes were red as he leaned against her, groaning in pain. That sickening display of affection was the final straw for David. He spat in Cecilia's face and snarled, "Cecilia Brown, now you want to talk to me about love? Back then, you got together with me to pay off your debts. After bleeding me dry, you turned around and left. When has life ever worked out that neatly?"Right after saying that, David looked at Lucas mockingly, his tone steeped in pity. "Do you really think she loves you? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard! "Cecilia was the one who shared those nudes of yours to please me. Back then, she was drowning in gambling debt and needed a sucker to fill the hole, so she picked me."Clutching his stomach, Lucas forced himself up. "You're lying! Cecilia would never do that to me!""You don't believe me? I still have the origin
I also couldn't wrap my head around why he was so stubborn. Did he really want to drain me dry before he'd be satisfied?"Why exactly are you here, Lucas? Did you run out of money to pay for Cecilia's treatment?" I looked straight into his eyes, which kept darting around. Hence, I knew I'd called it.I scoffed. "You should sign the divorce agreement sooner rather than later, Lucas. How are you going to explain yourself once Cecilia starts showing?"In the end, he tried to beg me to save Cecilia, but his parents, their faces red with shame, dragged him away.…Lucas and I officially divorced shortly after Leon and Evelyn intervened. That was when I finally understood the reason Lucas had been so desperate to cling to me. Cecilia had found a suitable organ donor, but the donor demanded 200 thousand dollars. Lucas was well aware that once we divorced, he could never come up with that amount of money, so he set his sights on me again. Unfortunately for him, I was no longer a fool.
My mother had never been good at staying calm. As soon as my words sank in, she shot to her feet. "What do you mean by that? Lucas wants to have a child with another woman?"The expressions of the other three elders changed in a heartbeat as well.Leon, who had once served as a school's dean, immediately questioned Lucas, "Lucas, is what Fiona said true?"Lucas pursed his lips and looked at me pleadingly, hoping I would help him out. Yet, I simply averted my gaze. I had no interest in engaging with him any further.He seriously took me for a fool, expecting me to take the blame for everything.In the end, he could only explain awkwardly, "Fiona's joking. We had a fight, and she's spouting nonsense. Don't take her seriously, Dad."Before he could calm his parents down, I dropped another bomb. Cecilia's pregnancy report and proof that he had checked into hotels with her.I had only recently learned a lot of things. It turned out that long before I asked Lucas for a divorce, he had
Confusion was written all over my face when I witnessed this scene. What was Lucas playing at this time? We were getting divorced, so why was he still putting on an act in front of my parents?However, noticing how naturally he refilled their glasses and served them fruit, I figured he'd had a lot of practice from caring for Cecilia. I recalled once, years ago, when I came home drunk from a business gathering, and my stomach ached, I asked Lucas to pour me a cup of warm water, and he didn't even want to get up.The pain was unbearable, so I had no choice but to nudge him again on the bed. He threw off the blanket and snapped, "I'm not your housekeeper, Fiona. Why do you always expect me to wait on you?" After saying that, he shuffled over in his slippers, poured me a cup of water, and slammed it onto the nightstand without sparing me another glance. More than three years had passed, yet I still remembered how cold that water had been that day. It had been so cold that it chilled
Parting ways with Lucas hadn't been as easy or liberating as I had imagined. After leaving our home, I experienced severe withdrawal. For eight years, I had been used to a life that included Lucas. Hence, more often than I liked, whether in the dead of night or at dusk, I would think of him without even realizing it. To be honest, I knew it was unhealthy. I would only bring myself nothing but harm if I continued to be entangled with Lucas. I had wasted eight years pursuing a man who didn't love me, and the outcome was disappointing. However, I had no one to blame but myself.So, I kept telling myself to forget about him. I still had many years ahead of me. Still, I drifted through an entire week in a haze until my stomach condition flared up and landed me in the hospital. Little did I know that I would run into Lucas on the very first day I was admitted. He was pushing Cecilia's wheelchair in the corridor. The two of them smiled at each other from time to time, and one could
I ignored him and blocked him on every social platform. The moment I powered off my phone, I felt an inexplicable sense of relief. I had wanted to do this for a long time.Lucas was an only child who had been spoiled and doted on since birth. So, he was used to getting his way.In the past, whenever I upset him, he would block me. He would only remove me from his blocklist after I swallowed my pride, apologized, and begged for his forgiveness. Back then, I loved him. Even though I thought his behavior was childish, I indulged him. But now that I tried it myself, I finally understood him. It felt incredibly good.Cutting someone who wasn't worth my time out of my life felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders.To my surprise, Lucas showed up at my company the very next day. I was going over the contracts my employees had submitted when my secretary, Jordan Stanton, knocked and walked in. "There's a gentleman outside asking for you, Ms. Sinclair. He claims he's your husband."I w







