Chapter 133. Death over You

I knew I was going to fight with my hands as he approached me, but I was not going to back down. I would not submit to his oppression, no matter what he threw at me.

I said, “Let me be, Lucas,” my voice quivering with anxiety that he would hit me.

“You are my wife. I am ready to let go of the fact you ran from me, humiliating me in front of the whole world and destroying my image,” he said, and I smirked at him.

“I don’t remember you ever being so forgiving,” I said, and he looked at me with a glare.

“Looks like the death of your lover did nothing to you, did it?” he asked with a smirk, and I glared at him in offense as he spoke.

“Killing Damien wouldn’t stop me from hating you,” I snapped at him, and his smirk widened.

“The children will be taken from you. I have hire