The Price of Betrayal
Language: en
28-year-old Lucas Sterling circled me in his arms, coaxing in a low voice. "Scarlett, give me a child, okay?" 35-year-old Lucas Sterling, when I was hanging by a thread, was caught by paparazzi hooking up with his little secretary in the hospital's underground garage. Afterwards, Lucas was silent for a long time, lit a cigarette, his voice faint amidst the smoke. "Scarlett, don't go trouble her, she's young, doesn't know better." "I'll compensate you." I looked at the miscarriage report on my phone, numbly curved my lips. "No need, Lucas." "Let's... divorce." Lucas's hand holding…