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My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him

Chapter 36: Marrying Me Is the Luck She Cultivated Over 8 Lifetimes

Author: Little Friends
updatedAt: 2025-07-12

CHAPTER 36: CHAPTER 36: MARRYING ME IS THE LUCK SHE CULTIVATED OVER 8 LIFETIMES

"Chloe, are you okay?"

Lucas Hughes saw Chloe Simpson walk out and hurriedly put his phone back in his pocket, approaching her.

Anyway, he had recorded everything just now.

From the moment Chloe entered the office, everything that happened with Alexander Johnson in there, even the sounds, were all clearly recorded.

"I’m fine." Chloe shook her head, keeping her gaze lowered.

The whispers from the office kept flooding her ears.

"Hmph, so what if she throws herself at him? Young Master Johnson is just after a bit of novelty. Look, he just kicked her out of the office."

"In a couple of days, he won’t even spare her a glance, just watch."

"Exactly, a married woman daring to reach for the stars, dreaming!"

The insults, like slaps, kept hitting Chloe’s face.

Her face felt burning hot, and she couldn’t lift her head, so she ran out as if escaping.

Lucas furrowed his brow and decided to follow her.

"Chloe, I’m sorry, you’ve had it hard. It’s all my fault for being useless. If I were as strong as Alexander Johnson, you wouldn’t have to endure this."

Lucas continued to play the role of a good husband, affectionately holding Chloe in his arms to comfort her.

"Sob...sob..."

Chloe didn’t know why, but she couldn’t hold it anymore and burst into tears in Lucas’s arms.

Since Lucas had known Chloe, he had never seen her like this, and suddenly, he didn’t know what to say.

He just stood there, holding Chloe, saying nothing, letting her cry in his embrace.

In the end, he couldn’t help but tear up himself.

That night, Chloe was assigned to the emergency night shift, reportedly because the ER was short-staffed and couldn’t handle it.

She was to fill in temporarily for a few days.

The psychological intervention clinic had just been established and wasn’t busy, so Chloe went.

When Lucas heard Chloe would be working a night shift, he shouted in his close friends’ group chat.

[Chloe is working late tonight, let’s meet at the usual spot at Red Dust Alley for a drink.]

Harry Mason was the first to respond: [I can’t make it, I have a class reunion with my wife tonight.]

Noah Woods quickly replied: [I’m free.]

Only Harry King didn’t respond for a long time.

Lucas, recalling the night at Nightfall, @Harry King: [Harry, are you coming?]

After waiting for a long time without a reply from Harry King, he felt uneasy. Had Harry discovered something?

Impossible, the Flibanserin he developed was so effective, how could Harry notice anything?

Besides, they drank a lot that night.

To ensure Harry wouldn’t sober up quickly, he even added a few more drops.

[No, I have a social engagement with my dad tonight.]

It wasn’t until ten minutes later that Harry King replied, and Lucas finally breathed a sigh of relief: [OK.]

After work in the afternoon, Lucas organized the videos he shot and sent them to Mark.

[Dr. Hughes, with you around, I don’t even need to assign people. It’s such a pleasure working with you. If there’s anything else you need from me, just let me know. As long as we keep Madam happy, isn’t everything just a matter of saying the word?]

Mark responded quickly to the video.

Lucas casually agreed before heading to the bar they frequented, Red Dust Alley.

He didn’t know if revisiting the video again had something to do with it.

On the way driving there, he inexplicably remembered Chloe sobbing in his arms that afternoon, feeling a heavy weight on his heart.

When he got to Red Dust Alley, he ordered a strong drink.

"Why are you drinking such a strong drink before I even arrive? Did something happen?"

Noah Woods saw Lucas like this and thought something had happened.

"Nothing, just felt bad for Chloe this afternoon. Thinking about what I did before, I suddenly realized how messed up it was."

After drinking, Lucas’s emotions became even more intense.

"Lucas, honestly, I’ve always felt guilty towards Chloe, since we were the ones who hired those thugs... Forget it, don’t say anything more, just treat Chloe well from now on."

Noah Woods had no idea about Lucas’s current plan and really thought he felt guilty towards Chloe, so he shared his thoughts.

But hearing this, Lucas instantly exploded: "What did you say? I owe her? Are you kidding me? Yes, I was the one who hired those thugs back then, but didn’t I get injured to save her? I’m no longer even a proper man."

"Otherwise, why would I have become addicted to alcohol? Addiction to gambling? I’m just feeling bad now, even raising a dog for five years would foster emotions, let alone a woman?"

"In these five years, every time we went out, wasn’t it me paying? Movies, meals, amusement parks, when did I shortchange her? And the wedding, the money for the ceremony, I paid for it too, my family even contributed more than half."

"Her mom speaks so well, claiming that the groom’s family shouldn’t cover everything for the wedding. Sure, the money was given, but after I casually mentioned to Chloe that it was the groom’s duty, she gave it back to her mom upon the third day of marriage."

"Noah Woods, haven’t I done enough? Yes, I was wrong to give her away on our wedding night, but it wasn’t like I abandoned her. Isn’t she still my wife now?"

"I’m a PhD graduate, went straight into Kyohai’s top private hospital. Not bad looking, she’s just an undergrad, a nurse at that, marrying me is her luck for eight lifetimes."

After drinking too much, Lucas ranted conceitedly to Noah Woods, like a peacock strutting its feathers.

Just as the social engagement ended, Harry King arrived and witnessed this scene.

With a quick step forward, he intended to act, but someone else beat him to it and gave Lucas a hard slap.

The force was so strong that drunk Lucas, who wasn’t standing steadily, was knocked to the ground by the slap.

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