Romance With The CEO

Chapter78: The Last Way 2

At the mention of a name, Sandra stood up abruptly from the sofa. She pulled her hand away from Lucas's grasp and moved away.

Sandra's shock shook Lucas's world. It was like bait for the next explosion. He could no longer pretend and let out all his questions.

"Why, Mom? Why did you have to do all that to Velia? Don't you see how she has suffered because of everything you've done to her?"

Sandra shook her head in confusion. She tried to take a step, but her body felt stiff and trembling. She swallowed saliva while her hands clenched each other.

"What do you mean, Luc? I don't understand."

Lucas's accusations and Sandra's shock intensified Jeff's discomfort. But no, Jeff believed it was just discomfort. It was only a feeling of unease.

Still on his knees, Lucas turned his body. He looked at Jeff with profound pain.

"Mom."

There were thousands of needles that suddenly appeared and pricked his heart simultaneously. The air he breathed felt like toxic gas choking his lungs. In Lucas's eyes, the world no longer had any shape. Everything shattered into pieces when it all spilled out of his mouth.

"No!"

Sandra's scream rang out. She gasped and denied everything as Jeff choked in disbelief.

Did Lucas' words make any sense? That Sandra was the mastermind behind the major accident that took the lives of Velia's parents. Including a series of attempts to also get rid of Velia from the face of the earth.

"Your joke this morning went too far, Luc. This is not a good joke."

Jeff rejected all of Lucas's words. He shook his head with a pale face. Shock was present and easily disrupted his breath.

"You shouldn't make jokes like this."

Lucas growled, explaining that it was not a joke. Shock and disbelief also hit him. He was trapped in a state that made him completely helpless.

Lucas squeezed his hair with all his might. He thought the pain could alleviate the squeezing agony in his heart, but it did not.

All that suffocating feeling is still there. Not reduced one bit. It got worse when Sandra denied all of Lucas' accusations.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Luc! I have never done what you accuse me of!"

Sandra's denial paused. Panic emerged within the shock that struck, giving rise to accusations. Her hand rose, pointing somewhere.

"D-did you see, Luc? That's what that damn woman did! She manipulated you, and you fell into her trap! You dared to slander your own mother just to be with that slut! You dared to slander your own mother! The mother who gave birth to you in this world!"

Lucas closed his eyes as tightly as possible. He shook his head repeatedly while still squeezing his hair. Just like Sandra, he wanted to reject that reality even though it was clearly impossible.

All the hidden evidence and facts had been revealed. Lucas knew everything from the beginning, so he was sure that there was no single loophole that favored Sandra.

"Can't you see it now, Jeff? That whore named Velia has brainwashed our son!"

"Mom!" Lucas exclaimed. Pain and helplessness filled his gaze. "Please, stop it. Don't refer to Velia like that."

"After what she did to you?"

Sandra shook her head. Disgust and hatred emerged as she imagined Velia being with Lucas.

"No! You've seen it, haven't you, Luc? She's trying to sow discord between us, my love. She wants to deceive you. She wants to separate us, mother and son."

Lucas's defense had reached its limit. His fortress collapsed. Sandra's words were like a bomb explosion that shattered him into helpless pieces. Like a rusty dagger stabbing his heart and tearing it apart until it was unrecognizable.

Lucas gave up. Tears fell and wet his cheeks.

"I beg you, Mom. Don't make me suffer any more than this. Don't try to deceive me."

Lucas clenched both fists tightly. So tightly that his knuckles turned pale. It was as if there was no more blood in his life.

"I can't pretend anymore like this. I have to hug you when I know you killed the parents of the woman I love. I have to kiss you when I know you is planning to kill her!"

Lucas screamed as loud as he could. The piercing cry filled with pain and anguish was heart-wrenching.

"I thought I would go crazy because of your actions!"

Sandra swallowed her saliva. Taking a small breath, she slowly approached Lucas. Her hand reached out, trying to reach her son.

"Velia is not a good woman for you, Luc. Do you see this? She's trying to ruin our relationship."

Lucas pushed away Sandra's hand. Drops of pain continued to flow from his eyes, signifying deep wounds.

"No! Do you know how much it hurts me to eavesdrop on you all this time, Mom? Do you know how much it hurts me every time I hear you orders to Ricardo? Do you know how much it hurts me to know that you ruthlessly beat Velia without any mercy?!"

Lucas clenched his fists even tighter. The drops of pain flowed continuously from his eyes that reflected deep wounds.

"I can't bear it anymore, Mom! How can I do that to my own birth mother? How can the first woman I loved do something so despicable?!"

"You! You're heartless to your own mother, Luc!"

One blow after another made Sandra lose her sanity. She became a bewildered person with vacant eyes. Her gaze wandered as if unfocused and then stopped at a vase of flowers.

Sandra took a step forward. She grabbed the vase and in an instant, it flew through the air.

"All because of that woman, you're willing to do this to me!"

Lucas remained motionless. His eyes closed, and he did not flinch when the vase hit his forehead.

Skin tore. Blood flowed. Strangely, there was no pain.

"You should have just killed me. It would be better than you ruining Velia's happiness!"

Jeff was taken aback. Not prepared for all the revelations, he witnessed Sandra attacking Lucas with her own hands.

"Sandra!"

Jeff struggled to get up. He pulled his wife with a stern gaze.

"Do you realize what you're doing?!"

"I just want to make sure that what belongs to me remains mine," Sandra growled, unwavering in her delusion. "Velia, that bastard's son, will never have my son. Not ever! I will make sure Velia never finds happiness!"

"I beg you, Mom. Let Velia live in peace. Don't hurt her anymore."

Sandra shook her head, a faint laughter emerging behind her sardonic smile. "No, Luc! Velia must suffer as long as possible. Just like I did!"

There was no hope left. It was pointless to plead. Lucas knew there was only one thing he could do.

"Forgive me, but I won't let Mama hurt Velia anymore."

It was not just an ordinary statement. It was not empty words.

"What do you mean, Luc?"

"This is the only way I can be sure that you won't be able to hurt Velia anymore. I've asked. I've pleaded for you to accept Velia, but you didn't give me any other choice."

Tears flowed more heavily. The remaining path left for Lucas was not something he wanted to take. He tried to avoid it, but unfortunately, Sandra did not give him a choice.

"I love you, but I also love Velia. I don't want her to suffer because of Mama."

Sandra tried to comprehend Lucas's words when a panicked house assistant entered hastily. She panicked and ignored the chaos that was happening.

"Sir and Madam, there are police officers outside."

Immediately, Sandra understood Lucas's intention.

"No, this can't be happening."

Sandra tried to deny the reality. She screamed, but she could not do anything.

Sandra's fate had arrived. A fate brought about by her own flesh and blood.

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