Chapter 59

Diane jerked a little. She acted scared by bowing her head and moving away from the angry Lucas. She silently counted to three, and soon her tears were welling down her cheeks, and she went back to him.

W-why can't you love me, Lucas?" she asked, slowly raising her head to show her crocodile tears, although she was really in pain for the same reason she questioned him.

Lucas couldn't love her. She could see through his eyes the madness he had for her. The way he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

She had already done everything for him to love her. She fixed her body to be the perfect woman men would adore, and she gave him the kind of fun in bed that Elyana wouldn't try to do because of her modesty, but Lucas kept choosing her.

Real tears of pain fell down her cheeks, yet Lucas didn't feel any sympathy for her; instead, he gave her a sharp gaze that brought shivers into Diane's system.

Diane felt that acting wouldn't bend him; she thought of a