Spurred by the word "divorce," Lucas nearly lost control and charged at her again. But as he glanced towards her and noticed thats she was neatly dressed, he instantly halted.
It was already late at night. And she was not in bed. Was she waiting for him?
Was it just tonight, or had she been waiting like this every night during his absence?
His anger suddenly subsided, and the sense of grievance vanished, his heart softening as if soaked in milk.
He took a step, then another, moving closer to her.
"You..."
Buzz--
"Are you..."
Buzz--.
Lucas wanted to ignore the vibrating phone, but the caller was persistent. Reluctantly, Lucas pulled out his phone to answer.
"Mr. Anderson."
That was Silvia. It was the first time she had called his private number since he gave it to her.
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