Chapter 3

It felt like a sharp knife was constantly twisting in my heart, the pain so intense I could barely breathe.

I crouched on the ground, large tears falling from my eyes.

So, even spirits can feel pain and cry.

The commotion in the living room disturbed Aria in the bedroom.

She came out, coaxing him, "Lucas, I have a photoshoot today. Will you come with me?"

Lucas's expression softened slightly. He grabbed his coat and left, holding Aria's hand.

At the venue, Aria, now in full makeup, wore a black cheongsam with intricate embroidery. Her hair was elegantly styled in an updo as she gazed at Lucas with love in her eyes.

"Lucas, you are the eternal one in my heart."

With these words, she rushed to him without hesitation, cupped his face, and kissed him on the lips.

The photographer stepped forward.

Click.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

I no longer had the courage to watch.

Aria posted the proofs of this photoshoot on her Instagram.

It immediately caused a sensation.

Fans had been obsessing over them for days.

"OMG! That's my idol for you! Look how smitten Mr. Grant is!"

"Exactly! She's beautiful and so good to Mr. Grant. She's thousands, no, millions of times better than that wicked ex-wife of his!"

"I vow to be vegetarian for life if it means they'll be together in every lifetime!"

"Waiting for the ex-wife's demise!"

Lucas scrolled through the comments with boredom.

Suddenly, he smirked, "Zoe Foster, you think ignoring my messages will work? Let's see how long you can hide."

"All the pain I suffered five years ago, I'll make you pay for it one by one."

The bitter emotions in my heart couldn't be suppressed.

Lucas, I'm sorry.

But if I had to do it all over again, I would still make the same choice.

After dropping Aria off at home, Lucas went to the company.

For the next few days, he didn't return to Royal River Gardens.

It was as if he had forgotten about my existence.

He was busy flying high at the company.

His affair with Aria continued to be a hot topic.

Until this day, when Aria's phone rang.

He made another trip to the police station.

Because Aria had been harassed outside.

The car stopped in front of the police station. When Lucas went in, Aria and the man were giving their statements.

When Lucas saw the man's face clearly, his pupils constricted.

In that instant, my mind went blank too.

The man who harassed Aria was Marcus Lee, the same man who had acted with me in front of Lucas five years ago.

Coming to his senses, Lucas's eyes turned cold. He strode over, grabbed Marcus by the collar, and punched him hard in the face.

"Who gave you the guts to touch my woman?"

"Does Zoe Foster know you're out here harassing my wife?"

"Or is she too scared to show her face to me, so she's resorting to these despicable tactics!"

Marcus was thin and weak, no match for Lucas at all. He was beaten until blood streamed from the corner of his mouth.

I cried out anxiously, "Lucas, stop hitting him!"

"Marcus, you idiot! Why didn't you dodge!"

But they couldn't hear me.

Fortunately, this was a police station, and they were quickly separated by the officers.

Aria had already run over, looking worried, checking Lucas up and down for any injuries.

Marcus wiped the blood from his mouth and sneered, "Harassment? I just wanted this woman to delete those photos from Instagram."

"She refused, so I had to use some tactics."

"As for you, Lucas Grant, the rumors about you and this woman have been spreading like wildfire. You had a hand in that too, didn't you?"

"You're nothing special, Lucas Grant. You don't deserve her."