Chapter 39

Vivian marched angrily towards Lucas' room. Though he was her son but his gross misconduct could not be overlooked so easily.

As the thoughts kept on rading her mind, the more vexation filled her up. Her fist were balled to a ball, so tight that her knuckles had begun to colour white.

How could Lucas be so wicked and inconsiderate to his own wife, a woman who just lost their baby!

What sort of a husband was he?

This was a moment of depression for Arianna and Lucas seemed to have made it worse on her. Oh God.

Tears slowly brewed up in Vivian's eyes as images of Arianna crying flashed through her mind like a movie on repeat. The poor woman was bereaved of her loss. She was beyond broken already and Lucas just had to shatter what was left of her.

If Vivian could let Lucas' behaviour slide, then he might see it as an opportunity to do more. He might even heap bargage of insults on Arianna and lead her to commit suicide.

No. She will not let it slide. Not now or never.

Lucas had to be p