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Lucas said: “My parents are the same, never having any expectations of me, treating my 

emotions like air… Apart from those brief thrills, I have no other way to alleviate the pain…” 

Lucas’s gentleness and coldness both stemmed from being ignored. 

“Every time I indulged, it was me courting you. I kept finding women to provoke you, hoping you would care about me.”” 

“If you would just get a little jealous, or act coquettish with me, control me a bit, I would give up everyone else… But you never once spoke up to me…” 

Everything was misaligned. 

Lucas didn’t lack women or money, he lacked love. 

What he needed was the 21-year-old me, the love-brained girl killed by Noah. 

The current me had long lost the ability to trust and love. 

I cried irrationally, asking over and over again. 

“Do you really love me? Even if you know I’m a terrible person? Even if you know I had 

ulterior motives? Do you love me even if I’m a bad woman?” 

Lucas pulled me into his arms: “Ava, I know you’re greedy, cold-hearted, like to act, and still like another man, but it’s okay, I love you.” 

All calculations are ineffective in the face of love. 

True romantics really only appear in wealthy families. 

Back home, I eagerly pulled Lucas into the bedroom. 

In just one night, the dynamics in bed changed. 

I dominated Lucas, unprecedentedly passionate. 

He gripped my waist, emotions rolling in his eyes. 

“Ava…” 

My tears melted into his honey-colored chest. 

I’m sorry, I’m really sorry… 

Extreme guilt overwhelmed me. 

It turns out, love really does come full circle. 

All those who betray true hearts will be punished, tormented by guilt. 

First Noah, then me. 

I started seriously dating Lucas. 

We went to bed and woke up early every day, walking the dog together. 

I cooked, he helped me chop vegetables. 

I made cocktails for him, he helped me play games. 

I took him back to Urumqi to herd sheep, he accompanied me to Norway to see the Northern Lights. 

The beautiful memories were countless. 

We loved intensely, with no more regrets. 

On an ordinary morning, I went to William to break off the engagement. 

The condition was for him to send me abroad to study, and give me a large settlement fee. 

I couldn’t enter into marriage and family with a guilty conscience. 

Lucas was my best solution. 

But I wasn’t Lucas’s best option. 

For this, William asked to talk with Lucas and me. 

Halfway through the conversation, William suddenly doubled over in pain, accompanied by dry heaving. 

Lucas hurriedly sent his brother to the hospital. 

His eyes were red-rimmed, silent. 

I quietly accompanied him. 

Outside William’s hospital room, on the 857th day of knowing each other, Lucas and I officially broke up. 

Soon after, Lucas voluntarily entered the family company, starting from the basics. 

I heard his parents were introducing him to suitable young ladies from good families. 

The day I left the country, it snowed in the city. Noah, who had disappeared for a long time, came to see me off. 

He had lost a lot of weight, maintaining his distance. 

Back to the beginning of our relationship. 

“Don’t delete me, send me videos when you have time over there…” 

I said okay. 

Lucas arrived late, he put a hat on me, wrapped a scarf around me, and finally looked at me deeply. 

Ten thousand meters above the ground, frost patterns crawled up the window. 

I remembered a winter night two years ago. 

At that time, I had just gotten together with Lucas not long ago. 

I uncharacteristically acted willful, disturbing his gathering, sending a message asking 

him to come out and eat with me. 

No other reason, I just felt a bit lonely that day. 

Lucas replied instantly, coming out of the Yandu Mansion with the smell of cigars on his shoulders. 

Fifteen minutes later, he appeared in the small restaurant I had chosen, skillfully and warmly sterilizing the utensils for me. 

We each wore one of a pair of woolen gloves from the small shop next door, costing just 

Heavy snow fell on us, whitening our heads in an instant. 

He grabbed my other hand and stuffed it in his pocket, very warm. 

My heart fluttered, very lightly, only I heard it. 

Then, Rachel ran over and jumped on his back, and that sound disappeared. 

 

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