The Pull - Ring Vow His Nightly Regret

"Stop talking."

Lucas interrupted him unhappily.

Ethan withdrew his hand awkwardly, and the others jokingly said, "Is Lucas going to feel bad?"

Sophia's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of hatred flashed across her eyes.

I lowered my eyes and glanced at her belly.

I was a little confused, but I recognized with my sharp eyes that the heirloom ring from Rothschild Estate on her hand was a fake.

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Sophia has been doing worse than her dog in the past three years.

But Lucas loves her so much, how could he bear to let his white moonlight suffer such injustice?

When Lucas heard me laughing, he probably thought I was being sentimental because of what someone else said.

He looked down at me and explained:

"I'm overthinking. How could I possibly feel sorry for her?"

"She is just a dog given by my Rothschild Estate."

"Sylvia, don't be too happy too soon, and don't even think about using the cat to beg for my forgiveness. No matter what you do, I will never fall in love with you."

He took out a thick stack of banknotes and threw it lightly into the dirty water at my feet.

"I don't like this kind of self-deprecation either. This money is enough for you to buy ten wild cats. Pick them up and disappear from my sight."

I rolled my eyes and said calmly, "Lucas, don't be so sentimental. I don't love you anymore."

Lucas was completely enraged by my attitude of ignoring him, and a look of extreme impatience appeared on his face.

He took out his cell phone and swiped it twice quickly, then looked at me in disbelief.

"Sylvia, you blocked me?"

Then, Lucas nodded as if he understood something.

"I see. Is this your trick of playing hard to get? Unfortunately, I won't be fooled."

I was too lazy to explain to him that three million dollars was not enough to cover Muffin's monthly expenses.

"Lucas, we've broken up, isn't it normal for me to block you?"

"You have to understand that the correct relationship between ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend is to not disturb each other."

I looked at him meaningfully and spoke slowly.

Lucas’ WeChat and phone number were blocked by his family member himself.

He got very angry with me and it took me a long time to calm him down.

Lucas's expression darkened and he clenched his fists.

Sophia bit her lip, her eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Sylvia, I know you're still bothered by what happened back then."

"But I really can't blame Brother Lucas at the time. After all, we raised Duke together for five years. He just wanted me to be happy. I didn't expect you to misunderstand him."

"But it's all in the past and we can't go back. We will invite you to our wedding. Please stop pestering Brother Lucas, okay?"

Seeing this, Ethan sneered and pushed me.

"The rotten bones that come out of slums are just cheap! She used to be the mistress, why are you still rushing to be the mistress now!"

My lower back hit the protruding pipe behind me, and I gasped in pain.

Lucas reached out his hand quickly and pulled me out.

He looked at me, wet and covered in mud, with pity in his eyes, and his tone softened a little.

"Back then I just wanted to play a joke on you, but I didn't expect you to care so much and be so vain. I just wanted you to play along..."

As soon as he said this, the sense of absurdity almost overwhelmed me.

Three years have passed, and he still thinks I did it for the money!

I was so angry that I laughed.