Chapter 780

The soft mattress trembled as Lucas' breathing grew heavier.

His voice was husky and strained. "Aveline, when you wake up, you can't deny this happened."

Aveline didn't hear a word he said, her actions frantic as she kissed him with abandon.

Lucas' voice grew even lower and rougher. "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

A night of passion ensued.

The next morning.

Aveline opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar place. She jolted upright, her heart racing. The blanket slipped from her shoulders, and a chill spread across her chest.

Glancing down, her face instantly turned pale!

Her memory of last night stopped at the moment when Russell had said she had been drugged. She couldn’t recall anything beyond that.

But the current situation spoke volumes—had she been with Russell?

Oh, God!

How could this happen?

And yesterday was Russell's wedding day!

She…

Aveline stared blankly ahead, tears the size of beads suddenly streaming down her face, her complexion as pal