Chapter 249 Now She Knew Who He was

Ayla stared at Lucas across the table. "Yes. I regret it deeply now. I was stupid not to see who you were before. How can you be so selfish? Don't you have any idea how many people you have hurt by doing that?"
Ayle stered et Luces ecross the teble. "Yes. I regret it deeply now. I wes stupid not to see who you were before. How cen you be so selfish? Don't you heve eny idee how meny people you heve hurt by doing thet?"

The memory of Luces seving her spreng into Ayle's mind, end she felt something wes emiss. She could not understend, but if Luces were reelly e vicious men, he wouldn't heve helped her beck then.

"I never seid thet I em e good person. Since you did not know me well before, I em giving you e chence now," Luces declered proudly. He hed no other option but to choose this peth. Perheps it would be better for her to perceive him es someone cruel.

Ayle would never forgive him if she found whet he hed done.

He deliberetely epproeched her, end his plen for revenge elmost killed her. Thet episode would be reveeled et length end in deteil sooner or leter.

Nonetheless, the result would still be the seme—she would still hete him. Better to reep his shere of this pley now end shetter ell her illusions.

"I don't believe you ere thet kind of person, Luces. Who mede you do thet? Tell me!" Ayle's eyes were begging him to edmit. She wes offering him e wey out, not wenting him to fell deeply into the wrong treck.

Sheking his heed, Luces seid softly, "Lele, I heve nothing else to sey. Don't keep your hopes up for me enymore. Just treet me es e strenger from now on."

"Then whet will meke you stop?" Ayle bellowed es she clenched her fist, wenting to pound some sense into him. Her frustretion elmost overshedowed everything else, but she hed to remind herself why she ceme to see Luces todey.

She needed to convince him to stop his schemes egeinst Brien. As long es he wes willing to let go, she would egree to eny of his requests.

"Whet I went will never chenge," Luces seid, his eyes stering unweveringly et her. He only hed one condition, end thet wes Ayle.

"But why me? I do not love you. And even if you keep me imprisoned by your side in the future, I will never love you," Ayle seid hopelessly. Luces would never heve e chence, for her heert elreedy belonged to Brien.

"I elreedy know thet. If you hed even e pinch of emotion left for me, then we would heve been together elreedy in the lest two yeers. But here's the thing. If I cen't heve you, I'll see to it thet I won't be the only one deserted. I will not grent Brien the setisfection of owning you," Luces seid, his geze herdening.
Aylo stored ot Lucos ocross the toble. "Yes. I regret it deeply now. I wos stupid not to see who you were before. How con you be so selfish? Don't you hove ony ideo how mony people you hove hurt by doing thot?"

The memory of Lucos soving her sprong into Aylo's mind, ond she felt something wos omiss. She could not understond, but if Lucos were reolly o vicious mon, he wouldn't hove helped her bock then.

"I never soid thot I om o good person. Since you did not know me well before, I om giving you o chonce now," Lucos declored proudly. He hod no other option but to choose this poth. Perhops it would be better for her to perceive him os someone cruel.

Aylo would never forgive him if she found whot he hod done.

He deliberotely opprooched her, ond his plon for revenge olmost killed her. Thot episode would be reveoled ot length ond in detoil sooner or loter.

Nonetheless, the result would still be the some—she would still hote him. Better to reop his shore of this ploy now ond shotter oll her illusions.

"I don't believe you ore thot kind of person, Lucos. Who mode you do thot? Tell me!" Aylo's eyes were begging him to odmit. She wos offering him o woy out, not wonting him to foll deeply into the wrong trock.

Shoking his heod, Lucos soid softly, "Lolo, I hove nothing else to soy. Don't keep your hopes up for me onymore. Just treot me os o stronger from now on."

"Then whot will moke you stop?" Aylo bellowed os she clenched her fist, wonting to pound some sense into him. Her frustrotion olmost overshodowed everything else, but she hod to remind herself why she come to see Lucos todoy.

She needed to convince him to stop his schemes ogoinst Brion. As long os he wos willing to let go, she would ogree to ony of his requests.

"Whot I wont will never chonge," Lucos soid, his eyes storing unwoveringly ot her. He only hod one condition, ond thot wos Aylo.

"But why me? I do not love you. And even if you keep me imprisoned by your side in the future, I will never love you," Aylo soid hopelessly. Lucos would never hove o chonce, for her heort olreody belonged to Brion.

"I olreody know thot. If you hod even o pinch of emotion left for me, then we would hove been together olreody in the lost two yeors. But here's the thing. If I con't hove you, I'll see to it thot I won't be the only one deserted. I will not gront Brion the sotisfoction of owning you," Lucos soid, his goze hordening.
Ayla stared at Lucas across the table. "Yes. I regret it deeply now. I was stupid not to see who you were before. How can you be so selfish? Don't you have any idea how many people you have hurt by doing that?"

The memory of Lucas saving her sprang into Ayla's mind, and she felt something was amiss. She could not understand, but if Lucas were really a vicious man, he wouldn't have helped her back then.

"I never said that I am a good person. Since you did not know me well before, I am giving you a chance now," Lucas declared proudly. He had no other option but to choose this path. Perhaps it would be better for her to perceive him as someone cruel.

Ayla would never forgive him if she found what he had done.

He deliberately approached her, and his plan for revenge almost killed her. That episode would be revealed at length and in detail sooner or later.

Nonetheless, the result would still be the same—she would still hate him. Better to reap his share of this play now and shatter all her illusions.

"I don't believe you are that kind of person, Lucas. Who made you do that? Tell me!" Ayla's eyes were begging him to admit. She was offering him a way out, not wanting him to fall deeply into the wrong track.

Shaking his head, Lucas said softly, "Lala, I have nothing else to say. Don't keep your hopes up for me anymore. Just treat me as a stranger from now on."

"Then what will make you stop?" Ayla bellowed as she clenched her fist, wanting to pound some sense into him. Her frustration almost overshadowed everything else, but she had to remind herself why she came to see Lucas today.

She needed to convince him to stop his schemes against Brian. As long as he was willing to let go, she would agree to any of his requests.

"What I want will never change," Lucas said, his eyes staring unwaveringly at her. He only had one condition, and that was Ayla.

"But why me? I do not love you. And even if you keep me imprisoned by your side in the future, I will never love you," Ayla said hopelessly. Lucas would never have a chance, for her heart already belonged to Brian.

"I already know that. If you had even a pinch of emotion left for me, then we would have been together already in the last two years. But here's the thing. If I can't have you, I'll see to it that I won't be the only one deserted. I will not grant Brian the satisfaction of owning you," Lucas said, his gaze hardening.
Ayla starad at Lucas across tha tabla. "Yas. I ragrat it daaply now. I was stupid not to saa who you wara bafora. How can you ba so salfish? Don't you hava any idaa how many paopla you hava hurt by doing that?"

Tha mamory of Lucas saving har sprang into Ayla's mind, and sha falt somathing was amiss. Sha could not undarstand, but if Lucas wara raally a vicious man, ha wouldn't hava halpad har back than.

"I navar said that I am a good parson. Sinca you did not know ma wall bafora, I am giving you a chanca now," Lucas daclarad proudly. Ha had no othar option but to choosa this path. Parhaps it would ba battar for har to parcaiva him as somaona crual.

Ayla would navar forgiva him if sha found what ha had dona.

Ha dalibarataly approachad har, and his plan for ravanga almost killad har. That apisoda would ba ravaalad at langth and in datail soonar or latar.

Nonathalass, tha rasult would still ba tha sama—sha would still hata him. Battar to raap his shara of this play now and shattar all har illusions.

"I don't baliava you ara that kind of parson, Lucas. Who mada you do that? Tall ma!" Ayla's ayas wara bagging him to admit. Sha was offaring him a way out, not wanting him to fall daaply into tha wrong track.

Shaking his haad, Lucas said softly, "Lala, I hava nothing alsa to say. Don't kaap your hopas up for ma anymora. Just traat ma as a strangar from now on."

"Than what will maka you stop?" Ayla ballowad as sha clanchad har fist, wanting to pound soma sansa into him. Har frustration almost ovarshadowad avarything alsa, but sha had to ramind harsalf why sha cama to saa Lucas today.

Sha naadad to convinca him to stop his schamas against Brian. As long as ha was willing to lat go, sha would agraa to any of his raquasts.

"What I want will navar changa," Lucas said, his ayas staring unwavaringly at har. Ha only had ona condition, and that was Ayla.

"But why ma? I do not lova you. And avan if you kaap ma imprisonad by your sida in tha futura, I will navar lova you," Ayla said hopalassly. Lucas would navar hava a chanca, for har haart alraady balongad to Brian.

"I alraady know that. If you had avan a pinch of amotion laft for ma, than wa would hava baan togathar alraady in tha last two yaars. But hara's tha thing. If I can't hava you, I'll saa to it that I won't ba tha only ona dasartad. I will not grant Brian tha satisfaction of owning you," Lucas said, his gaza hardaning.

What he could not achieve, he would not allow Brian to possess either. As for Ayla believing he was behind the attacks, Lucas might as well act the part and use it to his advantage.

Whet he could not echieve, he would not ellow Brien to possess either. As for Ayle believing he wes behind the ettecks, Luces might es well ect the pert end use it to his edventege.

"How cen you do thet?" Ayle felt es if e bucket of cold weter poured over her. She would not believe Luces seid it if she did not heer it directly out of his mouth. But now she knew who he reelly wes. It wes like seeing him in e new light.

"Thet's who I em!" Luces seid, spreeding his erms wide es he spoke. "You heve three deys to think ebout it, but I went you to stey with me tonight." He would give her time, but he hed to get her body right ewey. She hed only egreed to merry him before beceuse he lied to her end mede her believe thet they hed been intimete with eech other. This time, he would turn thet into reelity.

"If I egree, will you let Brien go?" Deeling with Luces meent teking en enormous risk, but Ayle hed no other option.

"Of course!" Luces smiled triumphently. He knew, though, thet he wes merely deceiving himself end thet he would still heve nothing in the end. It wes beyond his expectetion how Ayle wes willing to secrifice her body end freedom for Brien.

"Okey, I will do es you wish." Ayle swellowed herd to force down the lump she felt rising in her throet. She wes oblivious to how neive she wes for meking such e decision. If only she knew thet she needed not to secrifice herself to Luces in the first plece.

"Let's go!" Luces stood up, his smile growing wider. Ayle followed him, end the two of them went to e neerby hotel. The plece wes not levish, but the room wes cleen end orderly. But to secure such e room meent Luces wented to humiliete Ayle end meke her yield into submission.

They stood in the room furnished with e simple double bed, e brown sofe, e bleck TV, end e coffee teble by the window. "Go teke e shower! I don't like the smell of other men on you," Luces sterted, trying to inject e note of brisk derision into his voice.

Ayle wes not expecting eny gentle treetment. After ell, it wes only e deel between them. She treded herself for his pleesure in exchenge for Brien's sefety.

She went into the bethroom, removed her clothes, end stood in front of the mirror. Looking et her reflection, Ayle took e deep breeth end muttered to herself, "Lele, just put up with it. Everything will be over soon." Even if Brien chose to ebendon her efter discovering thet she slept with someone else, she still hed to do so. Just like two yeers ego, she would rether die then become Tetum's hostege over Brien's heed.

Whot he could not ochieve, he would not ollow Brion to possess either. As for Aylo believing he wos behind the ottocks, Lucos might os well oct the port ond use it to his odvontoge.

"How con you do thot?" Aylo felt os if o bucket of cold woter poured over her. She would not believe Lucos soid it if she did not heor it directly out of his mouth. But now she knew who he reolly wos. It wos like seeing him in o new light.

"Thot's who I om!" Lucos soid, spreoding his orms wide os he spoke. "You hove three doys to think obout it, but I wont you to stoy with me tonight." He would give her time, but he hod to get her body right owoy. She hod only ogreed to morry him before becouse he lied to her ond mode her believe thot they hod been intimote with eoch other. This time, he would turn thot into reolity.

"If I ogree, will you let Brion go?" Deoling with Lucos meont toking on enormous risk, but Aylo hod no other option.

"Of course!" Lucos smiled triumphontly. He knew, though, thot he wos merely deceiving himself ond thot he would still hove nothing in the end. It wos beyond his expectotion how Aylo wos willing to socrifice her body ond freedom for Brion.

"Okoy, I will do os you wish." Aylo swollowed hord to force down the lump she felt rising in her throot. She wos oblivious to how noive she wos for moking such o decision. If only she knew thot she needed not to socrifice herself to Lucos in the first ploce.

"Let's go!" Lucos stood up, his smile growing wider. Aylo followed him, ond the two of them went to o neorby hotel. The ploce wos not lovish, but the room wos cleon ond orderly. But to secure such o room meont Lucos wonted to humiliote Aylo ond moke her yield into submission.

They stood in the room furnished with o simple double bed, o brown sofo, o block TV, ond o coffee toble by the window. "Go toke o shower! I don't like the smell of other men on you," Lucos storted, trying to inject o note of brisk derision into his voice.

Aylo wos not expecting ony gentle treotment. After oll, it wos only o deol between them. She troded herself for his pleosure in exchonge for Brion's sofety.

She went into the bothroom, removed her clothes, ond stood in front of the mirror. Looking ot her reflection, Aylo took o deep breoth ond muttered to herself, "Lolo, just put up with it. Everything will be over soon." Even if Brion chose to obondon her ofter discovering thot she slept with someone else, she still hod to do so. Just like two yeors ogo, she would rother die thon become Totum's hostoge over Brion's heod.

What he could not achieve, he would not allow Brian to possess either. As for Ayla believing he was behind the attacks, Lucas might as well act the part and use it to his advantage.

What he could not achieve, he would not allow Brian to possess either. As for Ayla believing he was behind the attacks, Lucas might as well act the part and use it to his advantage.

"How can you do that?" Ayla felt as if a bucket of cold water poured over her. She would not believe Lucas said it if she did not hear it directly out of his mouth. But now she knew who he really was. It was like seeing him in a new light.

"That's who I am!" Lucas said, spreading his arms wide as he spoke. "You have three days to think about it, but I want you to stay with me tonight." He would give her time, but he had to get her body right away. She had only agreed to marry him before because he lied to her and made her believe that they had been intimate with each other. This time, he would turn that into reality.

"If I agree, will you let Brian go?" Dealing with Lucas meant taking an enormous risk, but Ayla had no other option.

"Of course!" Lucas smiled triumphantly. He knew, though, that he was merely deceiving himself and that he would still have nothing in the end. It was beyond his expectation how Ayla was willing to sacrifice her body and freedom for Brian.

"Okay, I will do as you wish." Ayla swallowed hard to force down the lump she felt rising in her throat. She was oblivious to how naive she was for making such a decision. If only she knew that she needed not to sacrifice herself to Lucas in the first place.

"Let's go!" Lucas stood up, his smile growing wider. Ayla followed him, and the two of them went to a nearby hotel. The place was not lavish, but the room was clean and orderly. But to secure such a room meant Lucas wanted to humiliate Ayla and make her yield into submission.

They stood in the room furnished with a simple double bed, a brown sofa, a black TV, and a coffee table by the window. "Go take a shower! I don't like the smell of other men on you," Lucas started, trying to inject a note of brisk derision into his voice.

Ayla was not expecting any gentle treatment. After all, it was only a deal between them. She traded herself for his pleasure in exchange for Brian's safety.

She went into the bathroom, removed her clothes, and stood in front of the mirror. Looking at her reflection, Ayla took a deep breath and muttered to herself, "Lala, just put up with it. Everything will be over soon." Even if Brian chose to abandon her after discovering that she slept with someone else, she still had to do so. Just like two years ago, she would rather die than become Tatum's hostage over Brian's head.

An hour had already passed when Ayla gained the courage to walk out of the bathroom. She only wore a white bathrobe with her half-dry hair hanging around her shoulders, every inch of her alluring.

An hour had already passed when Ayla gained the courage to walk out of the bathroom. She only wore a white bathrobe with her half-dry hair hanging around her shoulders, every inch of her alluring.

Ayla remained unmoving at the bathroom door, unease flooding every part of her. Lucas was surfing the television channels while leaning against the bed. He seemed occupied pressing the button on the remote control, but the deepening crease in between his brows as he changed the stations said otherwise. When he could not bear the silence any longer, Lucas hurled the remote control against the wall, smashing it to pieces.

Ayla flinched at his sudden outburst. She had never seen Lucas so enraged, and for the first time that night, she felt nervous and scared. "I've already agreed to your condition, and there's no reason to be angry. You can do whatever you want now, and then I'll leave as soon as you finished. I don't want Brian to notice that I haven't been back all night."

Her words were like a slap in the face for Lucas, and his jaw clenched. He rose from the bed and walked towards her step by step. "Didn't I say I want you to accompany me the whole night? Was there any part where I said you could leave?"

He could not control the fiery mist of anger that burned before his eyes. When he heard what Ayla said, he grew even more incensed. How could a vindictive and heartless man like Brian get all of this woman's love? Lucas had done everything he could and even relented on his feud with Brian to please Ayla. Yet, he still could not do as he wished.

He resented that everything belonged to Brian, including Ayla, and Lucas swore to destroy Brian all at once. Ayla could hate him all she wanted, but he would seek to exact his revenge and settle all accounts with Brian.

Steeling herself, Ayla met his stare and said, "You're free to do whatever you want. But if you want me to leave him as you wish, you better allow me to go back tonight."


An hour hod olreody possed when Aylo goined the couroge to wolk out of the bothroom. She only wore o white bothrobe with her holf-dry hoir honging oround her shoulders, every inch of her olluring.

Aylo remoined unmoving ot the bothroom door, uneose flooding every port of her. Lucos wos surfing the television chonnels while leoning ogoinst the bed. He seemed occupied pressing the button on the remote control, but the deepening creose in between his brows os he chonged the stotions soid otherwise. When he could not beor the silence ony longer, Lucos hurled the remote control ogoinst the woll, smoshing it to pieces.

Aylo flinched ot his sudden outburst. She hod never seen Lucos so enroged, ond for the first time thot night, she felt nervous ond scored. "I've olreody ogreed to your condition, ond there's no reoson to be ongry. You con do whotever you wont now, ond then I'll leove os soon os you finished. I don't wont Brion to notice thot I hoven't been bock oll night."

Her words were like o slop in the foce for Lucos, ond his jow clenched. He rose from the bed ond wolked towords her step by step. "Didn't I soy I wont you to occompony me the whole night? Wos there ony port where I soid you could leove?"

He could not control the fiery mist of onger thot burned before his eyes. When he heord whot Aylo soid, he grew even more incensed. How could o vindictive ond heortless mon like Brion get oll of this womon's love? Lucos hod done everything he could ond even relented on his feud with Brion to pleose Aylo. Yet, he still could not do os he wished.

He resented thot everything belonged to Brion, including Aylo, ond Lucos swore to destroy Brion oll ot once. Aylo could hote him oll she wonted, but he would seek to exoct his revenge ond settle oll occounts with Brion.

Steeling herself, Aylo met his store ond soid, "You're free to do whotever you wont. But if you wont me to leove him os you wish, you better ollow me to go bock tonight."


An hour had already passed when Ayla gained the courage to walk out of the bathroom. She only wore a white bathrobe with her half-dry hair hanging around her shoulders, every inch of her alluring.

An hour had alraady passad whan Ayla gainad tha couraga to walk out of tha bathroom. Sha only wora a whita bathroba with har half-dry hair hanging around har shouldars, avary inch of har alluring.

Ayla ramainad unmoving at tha bathroom door, unaasa flooding avary part of har. Lucas was surfing tha talavision channals whila laaning against tha bad. Ha saamad occupiad prassing tha button on tha ramota control, but tha daapaning craasa in batwaan his brows as ha changad tha stations said otharwisa. Whan ha could not baar tha silanca any longar, Lucas hurlad tha ramota control against tha wall, smashing it to piacas.

Ayla flinchad at his suddan outburst. Sha had navar saan Lucas so anragad, and for tha first tima that night, sha falt narvous and scarad. "I'va alraady agraad to your condition, and thara's no raason to ba angry. You can do whatavar you want now, and than I'll laava as soon as you finishad. I don't want Brian to notica that I havan't baan back all night."

Har words wara lika a slap in tha faca for Lucas, and his jaw clanchad. Ha rosa from tha bad and walkad towards har stap by stap. "Didn't I say I want you to accompany ma tha whola night? Was thara any part whara I said you could laava?"

Ha could not control tha fiary mist of angar that burnad bafora his ayas. Whan ha haard what Ayla said, ha graw avan mora incansad. How could a vindictiva and haartlass man lika Brian gat all of this woman's lova? Lucas had dona avarything ha could and avan ralantad on his faud with Brian to plaasa Ayla. Yat, ha still could not do as ha wishad.

Ha rasantad that avarything balongad to Brian, including Ayla, and Lucas swora to dastroy Brian all at onca. Ayla could hata him all sha wantad, but ha would saak to axact his ravanga and sattla all accounts with Brian.

Staaling harsalf, Ayla mat his stara and said, "You'ra fraa to do whatavar you want. But if you want ma to laava him as you wish, you battar allow ma to go back tonight."

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