Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 172

Gritting his teeth, Lucius finally forced out the words. "I love Lily."

Hearing this, Eleanor was satisfied.

She could even understand his earlier hesitation.

After all, this little tramp named Monroe was undeniably stunning, and it was only natural for a man like Lucius to be reluctant to let her go; it was in a man's nature to want to conquer multiple women, yet when Eleanor had forced the tramp to her knees, Lucius hadn't begged for mercy.

That proved his feelings were superficial at best, and the moment Liliana spoke up, he had compromised without faking his devotion.

Lucius kept his jaw clenched as his vision blurred, his mind flashing back to their wedding night.

Madeline had shrunk into his embrace, her body trembling with fear as she tearfully begged him to be gentle.

They had been each other's firsts.

He had been rough and reckless, but she had always gently told him it was okay.

Even now, he realized he had never once given her a proper apology.

But from this moment on, their marriage was truly over.

Lucius hadn't wanted it to end, but he was backed into a corner; if he didn't choose Liliana, the old witch would destroy her.

Most importantly, Madeline no longer wanted him, and now that Liliana was pregnant with his child and had Eleanor demanding accountability, an abortion was out of the question.

Since the child had to be kept, Madeline couldn't stay.

He had previously sworn that if Lucius divorced Madeline, he would strip him of his position as heir.

But Tessa Thatcher had already seen through that lie; Lucius had been groomed for the role for too long to be easily discarded.

Perhaps this was a good thing for her, since Lucius now got to keep both the girl and his inheritance without worry.

Now that Eleanor was leaving, Liliana naturally had to follow, but she was no longer the despised mistress everyone mocked.

Not only had she secured her marriage to Lucius, but she couldn't wait to flaunt her new status to the entire social circle, eager to utterly crush Madeline.

Sporting a triumphant, radiant smirk, Liliana walked past Madeline and suddenly lunged, grabbing a fistful of her hair with a hateful hiss. "Let's see how you try to fight me now. The ground I walk on is a ceiling you could never even dream of reaching."

"Go to hell! No, actually, you shouldn't die just yet. I need to invite you to my wedding with Lucius so you can see exactly how happy we are."