When Vivian saw Lucas standing in the doorway, her face drained of all color instantly.
She scrambled away from the man in a panic, fumbling to straighten her clothes. "Lucas, why are you here?"
Lucas stared at the scene in the room, a flicker of shock flashing through his burning rage.
He had never expected Vivian to cheat on him behind his back.
He took only one glance, then let out a low chuckle, lifted his foot, and kicked the man hard. "Get the hell out!"
Too terrified to utter a word, the man grabbed his clothes and bolted out the door in disgrace.
Only Vivian remained in the room. She clutched her clothes tightly in helpless fluster, the smile frozen on her lips, unable to force even a weak grin. Guiltily, she brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, but before she could
