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My Cheating Husband Took Revenge For Me

Five years after Joan’s death, billionaire Lucas Grant seeks her out to frame her for his lover’s drunk driving accident. When he finds her home empty, a neighbor reveals the grim truth: Joan was abducted and killed shortly after her prison release. Refusing to believe the story, Lucas threatens to cut off support for their child unless she surfaces. He remains oblivious to the tragic reality that the victim of the recent crash was the very son he intends to abandon.
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Chapter 2

Lucas left the residential area and drove to Anna’s apartment.

I pursed my lips and watched him from the front passenger seat. His knuckles had turned white from his death grip on the steering wheel.

The neon lights lit up his face, but his eyes remained cold and dark.

“Lucas, you’re here!”

Anna opened the door and greeted Lucas with a plastic smile.

She wore loose-fitting clothing. Her hair was in a mess. She looked fragile and pitiful.

Lucas’ expression softened when he saw her.

He caressed her face and said gently, “Don’t worry, I’m already looking for Joan. She’ll definitely take the fall for you.”

Anna hugged him and pressed her face against his neck. She sounded upset when she asked, “But… what if she doesn’t agree to it?”

“She wouldn’t dare to do so!” Lucas confidently interrupted her. “I have my ways to make her cooperate. As long as I’m here, no one can hurt you!”

I floated by the side. My soul trembled after hearing his words.

As expected, I was only a scapegoat for Anna in his eyes.

I only existed to protect Anna.

Anna looked up with teary eyes. She was a great actress.

“Lucas, it’s my fault. If I hadn’t gone drinking that day…”

“It’s not your fault.” Lucas cupped her face in his hands. He coaxed her. “It’s Joan’s fault. She should’ve helped you, but she’s hiding now!

“I’m going to teach her a lesson once I find her!”

Lucas gently comforted the woman before him.

Once upon a time, I had received such gentle treatment. He had also cupped my face and told me I was the person who treated him the best in the whole world.

That time, his start-up company had just failed. The stress had given him insomnia.

I was the one who remained by his side and reminded him over and over again that I would be there for him.

When he finally succeeded, I no longer had a place in his heart.

When Anna returned to the country, he rescheduled all his meetings and rushed to the airport to meet her.

She lied to him that she had left years ago because of a terminal illness, and she did not want to burden him.

He believed her and felt extremely guilty.

Since then, he had been very patient, gentle, and loving toward her.

He was so lost in her wiles that when I got into a car accident while in labor, Anna had lied to him. She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy.

Lucas actually believed in such a weak fabrication.

Since then, I knew that our daughter, Gracie Anderson, and I were no longer important to him.

It was late at night. Anna wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered seductively, “Lucas, you’re so good to me.”

Lucas hugged her back and said softly, “I owe you this much.”

He allowed her hands to slowly slide beneath his clothes.

Rather than recoil, he reciprocated her actions

I turned to look the other way.

In the past, he had also hugged me like that while proclaiming that we would be together forever.

Things had changed drastically. He would not bat an eyelid to sacrifice me for Anna.

At that moment, I was suddenly very curious.

What if he learned the truth one day that Anna, whom he tried so hard to protect, was the very drunk driver who killed his own daughter…

What would his expression be like?

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