Chapter 198
Kingsley’s fingertips curled inward, his hands trembling slightly. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed back the words that had rushed to his lips.
The light from the corridor ceiling fell on his shoulders. His back was straight, yet he exuded an indescribable wretchedness.
“I know it’s too late to say anything now p>
He inched a half-step forward, his voice pressed so low it was barely audible, seemingly speaking to the air itself. “I don’t deny it. Back then… back then, I shouldn’t have lied to you, and I certainly shouldn’t have kept you prisoner. I accept whatever punishment you want. I won’t make excuses p>
Lucy took a step back as if burned, the disgust in her eyes deepening. Her voice was so cold it trembled. “Kingsley, coming to repent in front of me now is far too late p>
She pulled her coat tighter, her fingers brushing against the cold buttons. The sensation sobered her instantly the man standing before her was the executioner who had destroyed her genuine love.
Kingsley’s eyes suddenly rimmed red. He wanted to reach out and grab her wrist, but his hand stopped in mid-air, eventually falling limply to his side.
“I know the damage I caused is hard to repair… but I just want you to come back. Even if you don’t forgive me, just let me stay by your side p>
“Stay by my side?” Lucy raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a mocking smile. “Is Mr. Sherwood that idle? Why don’t you go back and read up on the harassment laws? Does it not mention that harassing an ex-wife is illegal p>
She paused, her gaze sweeping over his pale face as she articulated every word. “Do you think I need your compensation? Don’t be ridiculous. Kingsley, not everyone covets you p>
With that, she turned and walked away. Her high heels clicked against the marble floor, each sharp sound striking Kingsley’s heart. He stood frozen, watching her back disappear behind the private room door until it slammed shut.
Back then, he had been stubborn, claiming she didn’t know what was good for her. But now, regret drowned him like a tidal wave, making even breathing painful.
When Lucy returned to the room, her face showed no ripples of emotion, as if the interlude had never happened.
Kingsley had left, and Jules had wanted to follow, but Mrs. Lucas had grabbed him to discuss project details, giving him no chance to Lesear His eyes fell on Lucy unable to hide his concern. “Are you okay? Did he harass you again p>
Lucy offered a faint smile, her tone light as the wind. “It’s fine p>
“We need to find a way to make him give up completely. Dragging this out isn’t a solution,” Jules suggested with a frown.
Lucy unconsciously rubbed the rim of her glass, her thoughts racing. “He can’t affect me. He’s just a scumbag who can’t figure out what he wants p>
“He’s also a stalker we can’t shake off,” Jules sneered, pushing a piece of steak toward her. “Eat up. Just mentioning him ruins the appetite p>
The words were still hanging in the air when the door open again-Kingsley had returned.
Jules’s grip on his fork tightened abruptly, his knuckles turning white. A blind red rage roared in his chest
“I swear, I could stab this right
through his goddamn eyes.
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When they were married, he didn’t cherish her. Now he thought he could come back and pester her? Did he think he could just graze on old pasture whenever he pleased?
After lunch ended, Jules didn’t leave Lucy’s side for a second. His protective posture resembled a mother hen guarding her chick under her wings.