My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him -
Chapter 55: Awesome! Just Go for It!
Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Awesome! Just Go for It!
Chloe Simpson was genuinely feeling a bit uncertain at this moment.
If Alexander Johnson hadn’t come forward to rescue her, would Lucas Hughes really have come to save her?
"Of... of course, Chloe, I did step back at that moment, but it wasn’t to escape. I intended to go around behind that HIV-positive patient to save you. I was afraid that rushing in might provoke him, which would be dangerous for you."
"But before I could rush in, Alexander Johnson did. You have no idea how nervous and scared I was when I saw that needle carrying HIV being aimed at you."
"At that moment, I secretly vowed in my heart that if anything happened to you, I would definitely accompany you, never living alone!"
Lucas Hughes was speaking insincerely and also becoming more irritable with Chloe’s doubts, unconsciously tightening his grip around her.
"I knew it, Lucas, you love me."
However, Chloe thought Lucas truly loved her very much, holding her so tightly as if he wanted to embed her into his bones.
Sometimes, the person who deceives you the most is often the one closest to you.
That’s why you don’t easily notice it.
"Alright, it’s late, let’s sleep early. We have work tomorrow."
Lucas Hughes was genuinely disturbed tonight. As soon as he heard Chloe no longer doubted, he immediately let go of her.
Just a moment ago, he was holding her so tightly, but then suddenly let go, leaving Chloe startled and feeling empty inside.
At that moment, Chloe couldn’t help thinking of what Alexander Johnson had said, that Lucas Hughes had given her wedding night to him.
"Lucas? Are you asleep?" She reached out and poked Lucas Hughes.
"What now?" Lucas didn’t move at all.
"I suddenly remembered something from our wedding night. You said we both drank together, so why did I end up in Alexander Johnson’s room out of nowhere?"
She clearly remembered returning to the room with Lucas Hughes and getting into bed with him.
"Chloe, what do you mean? What are you suspecting? Are you doubting me?"
Lucas didn’t expect Chloe to ask like this, feeling guilty like a thief, he bounced up from the bed.
"No, Lucas, I’m not doubting you, it’s just today Alexander Johnson told me..."
Chloe still felt deep guilt over her infidelity on the wedding night with Alexander, unable to notice Lucas’s guilty reaction.
"What did he tell you? Chloe, you are my wife, we’ve been together for five years, the person you should trust most is me! No matter what he says, don’t believe him."
"Remember how I risked my life to save you, got so severely injured. And these past five years, we’ve been through so much together. Don’t you believe in me? Are you going to believe an outsider instead?"
Terrified, Lucas immediately interrupted Chloe, repeatedly brainwashing her.
After all, Alexander knows everything.
"No, Lucas, of course, I won’t believe Alexander. I’ll definitely believe you! It’s just that when he mentioned it, I subconsciously recalled that night on our wedding night. That’s why I asked you..."
Chloe was startled to see Lucas so agitated, yet still didn’t suspect anything else.
"Don’t say any more, honey. Actually, I’m also greatly responsible for this, it’s all my fault. If I hadn’t suggested we go for drinks, you wouldn’t have gotten drunk, and nothing would have happened afterward."
"Also, it was my fault for leaving the room key at the cruise bar. I went back with you but realized the key was missing and went back to look for it. I thought we were already at the door, it should be fine."
"But I never expected that when I came back, you... honey, maybe Alexander had already set his sights on you, seeing you drunk and took advantage."
"But ultimately, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault! Honey... hit me!"
Lucas, fearful of Chloe’s suspicion, started slapping himself while using her hand to hit his face, employing a bitter trick.
"Lucas, what are you saying? How can you blame yourself? Don’t do this... it’s all my fault... I went to the wrong room... I betrayed you... sobbing... please stop hitting yourself..."
Seeing Lucas like this, Chloe felt even more upset. She cried as she held Lucas’s hand, unable to speak through her tears.
"Okay, okay, I won’t hit myself anymore. Silly, it’s over, everything is over, let’s not bring it up again, let’s pretend it never happened, alright? It’s late, go to sleep."
Seeing that Chloe completely believed his words and was profoundly pained for him, Lucas stopped, coaxed Chloe a bit more, and went to rest.
This time, Chloe didn’t overthink and quickly fell asleep.
Lucas, however, tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
On one hand, his face burned painfully; on the other, he felt Chloe was suspicious, and he needed to act quickly.
He had to first make sure his lower part was stimulated properly.
Somehow or the other, he had to make Chloe and Alexander get together.
Listening to Chloe’s peaceful breathing in her sleep, he felt more agitated and went to the bathroom.
Looking in the mirror, he realized his face was swollen.
Previously hit by that fat woman, it had healed mostly, and now he hit it again.
Damn it, all because of that bitch Chloe!
No, he must quickly send this woman to Alexander’s bed, to stimulate his lower part as soon as possible.
But he couldn’t think of a good plan for the moment.
Lucas sat on the toilet, pondering but couldn’t come up with a good idea.
Finally, he picked up his phone and searched online.
Somehow, he clicked on a link where everyone was discussing this exact topic.
A succession of perverse ideas popped up.
Lucas’s eyes lit up, quickly posting his query in the group.
Soon, he got a pretty good suggestion.
"Bro, looks like you’re new at this. From your description, the guy is domineering and strong-willed, such men are easy to deal with. Just do this..."
Lucas, upon hearing this, was so excited, it felt like his heart was about to jump out.
Great! Let’s do it like this!
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