My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him Chapter 141 It’s You Who Debased Yourself

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On the other end of the phone, Lucas Hughes heard Chloe Simpson say that she had moved in with Alexander Johnson and could hardly believe his ears.

In his mind, Chloe had always been foolish and easy to manipulate.

Soft-hearted, easily swayed—whenever he used a little trick, Chloe would comply without question.

This ti, however, Lucas truly hadn’t anticipated that Chloe would actually move in with Alexander.

Beyond his disbelief was a searing rage, uncontrollable.

Fuck! This woman is truly shaless!

He’d been gone for just a few days, and not only had she slept with Alexander in their marital bed, she’d even moved into Alexander’s place!

Great! Can’t survive a single day without a man, huh?

Unbelievable slut!

Back then, when I sent you to Alexander, it was for treatnt, for career purposes. But you? Purely because of your itch!

Chloe Simpson, you better hope I never get the chance, or I’ll make sure to drown you in n, ruin you!

Lucas cursed Chloe over and over in his mind, wishing he could rush over right now and strangle her to death.

But he knew he couldn’t act impulsively, not yet.

Let alone the fact that Chloe was now living with Alexander—even if she wasn’t, she still held value to him.

After all, he couldn’t find another woman as convenient as Chloe—soone to toy with casually and also aid him in his recovery.

At this point, Lucas no longer saw Chloe as his wife but rely as a tool for stimulating his libido.

For now, he didn’t have another woman who looked better than Chloe or could excite him more.

Still, he had to vent his anger sohow; otherwise, he’d suffocate from holding it in.

"Chloe Simpson, you! You moved in with Alexander Johnson! Unbelievable! Fantastic! I’ve dedicated myself to you, heart and soul, for five years, and this is what I get—a wife who sleeps with another man, huh?"

"Spitting at you! So you think Alexander has money, being the Crown Prince of the Capital Circle, is that it? Figures, all won are the sa—vain creatures driven by materialism."

Lucas lashed out over the phone without restraint.

Chloe froze.

In five years, she’d never heard Lucas speak such vile words.

But as she thought about her decision to move in with Alexander, even she felt Lucas had a right to be furious.

Suppressing the stabbing pain in her heart, she deliberately forced a laugh and said, "That’s right, you’re absolutely correct. Deep down, I am exactly that kind of vain woman. Why didn’t you figure it out earlier?"

"Five years, Lucas Hughes. You really are a fool. I doubt the world could find anyone dumber than you. Even with everything, you still foolishly love , cling to fantasies, refuse to divorce . Heh, utterly laughable!"

After saying the last word, Chloe’s palm was pierced and bloodied by her nails, the sticky warmth filling her hand.

"Isn’t divorce what you want? Fine, I’ll grant your wish! Let tell you sothing—I’ve already signed the divorce papers a long ti ago! You think I want to stay tied to soone like you? Hilarious!"

Hearing this, Lucas couldn’t hold back his fury any longer.

Even though he’d spent the entire ti telling himself Chloe still served a purpose and he shouldn’t cut things off, he still said these words.

After finishing, his face turned green with rage, and he hung up the phone outright.

"..."

Chloe tightly gripped the phone, listening to the busy tone of the disconnected call.

Tears suddenly stread down her face.

Wonderful, wasn’t it—Lucas had already signed the divorce papers, and soon they would officially split.

She sat there holding the phone, stunned, crying, and laughing all at once—unable to react for a long ti.

It wasn’t until Alexander Johnson’s voice reached her ears that she snapped back to reality.

"What’s this? Moving in with makes you this miserable?"

Alexander had sent Chloe a ssage with the codes, letting her move in ahead of ti. But he hadn’t expected that as soon as he returned ho, he’d find her sitting on the couch, clutching her phone, tears streaming down her face, utterly devastated.

"I... hiss!"

Chloe hadn’t expected Alexander to co back so suddenly and see her like this. As she tried explaining, she only managed a word before her arm moved, making her gasp sharply in pain.

She hadn’t realized how long she’d been sitting there frozen after Lucas hung up on her.

"Great, not even an explanation! Chloe Simpson, don’t forget—you were the one who shalessly decided to move in here! Hmm?"