Chapter 370
Aveline still felt something was off.
She paused for a moment, then looked at Zane and asked, “What if one day you find out that Bobby
was innocent? Will you regret your decision today?”
Zane remained silent.
The atmosphere in the room grew heavy.
Aveline exhaled softly and said, “Mr. Zane, let me take you to the station.”
Without a word, Zane stood up, grabbed his things, and walked out.
His attitude was clear. He would no longer care about Bobby.
Aveline couldn’t quite understand her feelings.
Was it really unforgivable if one’s child made a mistake?
She didn’t understand.
At that moment, even her belief in family bonds wavered.
After seeing Zane off, her phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was Lucas calling.
Aveline pursed her lips and answered, “Hello?”
Lucas‘ deep, magnetic voice came through with a hint of joy, “Aveline, let’s have dinner tonight at the Tudor House.”
His tone was confident as if he knew she wouldn’t refuse.
Of course, she wouldn’t refuse.
She had lost, and because of that, she had to keep her promise.
She wouldn’t mention divorce again and would continue being his wife.
Standing outside the station, Aveline looked up at the sky, noticing it had turned gloomy, much like her mood at that moment.
“Okay,” she replied softly before hanging up.
Instead of taking a taxi, she walked aimlessly down the street.
Her eyes lowered slightly, her thoughts in turmoil.
It seemed like everything was coming to an end.
But was Bobby’s situation really as it seemed?
Why didn’t Lucas let her see Bobby?
What puzzled her the most was why the photo of Bobby, beaten and bloodied, appeared on Zane’s
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phone.
If the Tudor family didn’t intend to let Bobby go, there was no need to inform Zane of this.
What was the point of all this?
However, since Zane decided not to pursue the matter further, she, as an outsider, couldn’t say anything about his decision.
Aveline sighed and got into the car, leaving the place.
In the evening, Aveline arrived at the gates of the Tudor House.
The servants, already informed of her visit, opened the door promptly.
“Mrs. Tudor.”
Hearing this title felt unfamiliar to Aveline.
Even though she and Lucas had never divorced, the title didn’t seem to genuinely belong to her. She still felt like the old Aveline.
But…
Starting today, everything would be different.
She had to adapt to a life completely unlike her past.
She had to accept this identity.
Even grow accustomed to it.
“Okay,” Aveline responded softly as she walked through the corridor and entered the villa.
The butler saw her arrival and approached with a smile. “Mrs. Tudor, please wait a moment. Mr. Tudor
will be back soon.”
*Alright.”
Aveline nodded and sat down on the sofa.
She had been here twice before and knew the opulence of this place. Even standing here now, she still felt out of place.
She didn’t belong here.
Aveline lowered her eyes slightly, her demeanor very quiet.
A servant quietly brought over some snacks and juice before leaving.
After about half an hour, there was some noise at the door.
Aveline instinctively turned her head and saw Lucas, dressed in a black suit, walking in.
As he walked in, he loosened his tie, strode over to her, and, holding the back of her neck, kissed her deeply.