They heard the sound of a vase exploding.
She raised her face and looked at Lucas.
Lucas stood there intact, with no expression on his face.
There was a wound on his ear, blood dripping from it.
If Lucas so much as moved a centimeter, he would have lost an ear by now.
Anne's legs softened, and she fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She hated Anthony, but she was too weak to resist him.
She had always been like this...
She felt as if she was about to faint.
"Keep an eye on your son. Next time, the bullet will pass through his heart." Anthony lowered the gun and threw it to the side.
The bodyguard caught it and put away the gun.
Anthony walked toward the door, picked up Anne, who was on the ground, and went out.
After getting into the car, they left.
The Newman family on the ground stood up. Their knees were sore from kneeling on the ground for a long time.
Eason supported Joanne, but their nerves rattled.
"Why did you do this?" Lucas asked.
There was no anger in his voice, not even a little.
A trace of guilt slipped across the faces of his parents.
"I should have guessed it. Only you could have known about my secret passage. I feel very disappointed that you betrayed me though." Lucas did not look back at them, and gazed ahead in the direction of Anthony's leaving car.
He turned and left for his study.
Eason said anxiously, "You saw it yourself. There is no way Anthony will let Anne go! Why do you bother? There are so many women in the world. Why Anne? You are so knowledgeable, and yet why are you unable to think about this clearly?"
"I have been learning knowledge all my life. When Anne appeared in my life, I realized how boring my life was. She brought joy and interest into my life. This was why I fell in love with her." Lucas entered the study and closed the door.
Joanne and Eason could not believe what they heard.
They had always thought their son was a great man with a lot of achievements. They never expected him to describe his life as boring.
It was a big blow to them.
Anne got into the car, sat on the seat, and curled herself into a fetal position.
In the car, she felt suffocated by Anthony's powerful aura.
"I'll give you a chance, but as for the others..." Anthony said, her thin lips directly pressed against her small mouth, kissing her maniacally and domineeringly.
Anne, who was held in his arms, was his again.
Her body shook violently.
The things Anthony used to do to her were slowly coming back.
The pain. The sorrow.
"Why are you shaking so much?" Anthony kissed her small mouth and asked, "Tell me, what did you and Lucas do these days?"
"I... didn't do anything..." Anne could not breathe.
"Let me see. You know, I know your body better than you do. Let's see if he touched you recently, shall we?"
As soon as Anne heard what he said, she understood what he was going to do to her.
She tried her best to struggle and escape from his grasp. "No!"
Her attempts to resist were futile.
Anthony inspected every inch of her skin and was satisfied when there was no trace of Anne being touched by another man.
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