Chapter 278 You’re Not Worth It
Calista was filled with shock, disbelief, and even a hint of sympathy, but it lacked the kind of desire that
Lucian hoped for.
His face was cold, and he gritted his teeth, “Do you wish for that to be true?”
“Well, it’s not like I’m wishing for that, exactly.”
Calista shifted her gaze from his crotch back to his face. But if that were the case, it would make her three years of sexless marriage seem less miserable.
At least this meant she wasn’t entirely at fault and he was just not interested in her. Lucian wasn’t
amused by her words. His face turned darker.
“If you could tone down the happiness in your eyes, maybe I’d believe you.”
Was he admitting it? Calista couldn’t control herself and let out a light chuckle.
“So, you really can’t perform?”
Lucian didn’t answer her. Instead, he pulled her into his arms from behind, his lower abdomen pressing
against her waist.
“What do you think?”
Her face flushed red. He was doing it on purpose, holding her so tightly that her waist hurt.
Lucian pressed against her, trapping her firmly between the table and his body. His breath, laced with a
hint of mint, brushed coolly across her face.
“If last night’s incident made you have the wrong impression, why don’t we settle it right now so you don’t
have to make baseless assumptions?”
Although Calista had been a wife for three years, she had little experience in bed. She wasn’t aware that it
might be impressive–looking but useless.
So, when Lucian got closer, she pushed aside the thought of his sexual dysfunction. In this assertive
posture, not only could he perform, but he was quite capable.
She did not doubt that if they went through with it, she would end up in the hospital for two days, just like
the first time.
red all her strength to break free and coldly told him to leave, “Get out, I need to take a
Lucian glanced at her injured ankle. Although it wasn’t as swollen as last night, it was still bruised and
looked worse.
“You can’t use hot compresses on your foot right now; it might cause the blood vessels to bleed. Don’t take a shower. Just wipe yourself with a towel and rest for a few days.”
“Alright,” Calista agreed.
Lucian looked at her suspiciously but only patted her head before letting go of her. Even if it was just wiping herself, he didn’t feel comfortable staying here and watching her.
He pursed his lips and thought what would happen if they were still a couple.
If he had known she would be this stubborn, he wouldn’t have agreed to the divorce in the first place. Now, he had to plan carefully, even if he just wanted to kiss her.
“You’re not allowed to shower. I’ll find you some clothes. If I hear the shower running, I’ll assume you
need my help.
As soon as Lucian turned and left, Calista quickly locked the door. She did not doubt his words. That
shameless man was capable of doing anything.
She had to rush to work, so she simply rinsed herself off. Due to her ankle injury, the water was a bit cold,
and as soon as the water touched her skin, she shivered.
Outside, Lucian opened the wardrobe door and took a quick look. His brows furrowed deeply.
There were no familiar classic designer outfits, no luxury items, and no evening dresses.
He could only see cheap T–shirts and jeans, with only four or five accessories, nothing like the wall full of necklaces and earrings in the Everglade Manor.
Now, she was utterly stripped of the identity of a wealthy wife who used to spend lavishly, leaving no
weakness for him to exploit.
She had indeed lived up to her words. She could live a life of luxury, but she wasn’t afraid of being dirt
poor
The sound of trickling water could be heard coming from the bathroom.
Lucian put on a stern expression and picked out a set of clothes without thinking if they matched. He
droped them over his arm and hesitated when he reached for underwear.
Ultimately, he chose the only set that was a bit more provocative.
He held the thin fabric in his hand, feeling like he was holding a burning piece of charcoal, and a faint blush crept up to his ears. He strode to the bathroom door just as Calista opened it.
Lucian stuffed the clothes into her arms without questioning her about taking a shower, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Calista was surprised at how considerate he was suddenly being. But then she saw the revealing lace panties bundled with the lingerie, and her face turned instantly red.
That sneaky guy was a perverted man. Among all of her undergarments, he had to choose this one.
Calista’s foot hurt, and she didn’t feel like moving around anymore. She had just finished changing when Lucian knocked on the door. His timing was perfect and not a second late.
“Are you spying on me?”
She asked as he walked in without waiting for her to respond.
“No,” Lucian replied, approaching without a word.
He lifted her and carried her straight to the living room. The coffee table was filled with an array of
breakfast foods. It was clear that these weren’t from the restaurants downstairs.
Calista was hungry and didn’t want to make a scene, so she simply started eating. After eating, Lucian,
reached out to hold her, but she stopped him.
“What do you want?”
“I’m going to take you to work. Do you think you can drive like this?”
Calista hesitated for a moment.
“Yara will come to pick me up. You don’t have to bother.”
She had discussed this with Yara last night. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“It’s me! Yara.”
Just as she was about to get up and open the door, Lucian had already taken the initiative to open it first.
“Calists, how did you sprain your foot so suddenly? It looks really…
voice trailed off abruptly as she saw Lucian opening the door, His gaze on her was too terrifying. It
If he was looking at an enemy.
Twa spuldn’t help but think if she had offended him in any way recently.
She peeked into the apartment and asked, “Where’s Calista?”
She wanted to come in, but she was pushing a wheelchair, and Lucian stood there like a gatekeeper, making it impossible to enter.
Lucian offered with confidence, “Ten thousand dollars.”
“What?”
“Turn around and go downstairs immediately,” Lucian looked down and glanced at the wheelchair she was pushing. “Leave this here, and I’ll add another five thousand dollars.”
Yara clicked her tongue in disapproval.
“Someone of your status should be able to offer more. I’ll leave without hesitation if you give me a million
dollars.”
Lucian sized her up and spat the infuriating words, “You’re not worth it.”
Yara was so enraged that she pushed the wheelchair forward and squeezed her way in, saying, ‘Get out of the way. Be a good dog and get out of the way.”
Calista exited the room carrying her bag and saw Yara standing in the living room, looking furious.
“What’s going on?”
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