Chapter 17

"What?" Lucian fluttered his eyes at her with his brows raised in a bit of confusion. "Divorce?" He asked,

"Yes. You said you would give me anything I want, right? so long as I sit beside you. Well, what I want is divorce." She stated with an indifferent expression on her face, and Lucian stood gazing at her, not even sure of what to say.

He let out a soft chuckle and shook his head. "Well, never mind. You can sit wherever you want." He said to her, and Avelina rolled her eyes at him.

She shifted in and sat in one of the chairs, a slight frown on her face.

"While you sit there, do you know what I am going to do?" Lucian asked, his lips curled into a half-smile.

Avelina lifted her head to look at him and lazily raised her brow at him, showing she couldn’t care less.

"I will simply grab a chair and—" Lucian gripped the arm of one of the chairs closest to him and turned to look at her. "—And take a seat beside you." He dropped it beside her and sat down. "Problem solved." He smirked.

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