When Lukas came, Joanna just had a shower.

She quickly opened the door as she thought that Saya came back.

She stiffened at the sight of Lukas.

After quite a while, she heard herself speaking.

"What are you doing here?"

The old man had been in a coma for three days, and he had searched for Joanna for three days.

After three days and three nights without any sleep, his eyes were bloodshot.

Joanna was wearing a red nightgown with a low-cut neckline and nothing inside. Her breasts were bulging while her skin was fair and smooth. The scene looked seductive.

Lukas pulled a long face.

He flashed back to the scenes of the past year after their engagement. When they stayed together in the old house of the Jensen family, she was wearing such sexy clothes to get close to him. Originally, he somewhat took pity on her. Due to Sam's words, his eyes were now filled with disgust and anger.

"Joanna, I'm warning you again. If you dare to play such dirty tricks on me again, I'll break off our engagement regardless of the reputation of the two families!"

Following his words, Lukas turned to leave.

When he reached the door, something seemed to cross his mind. Turning around, he looked at Joanna with disgust.

"People might think that you're a horny prostitute in the nightclub!"

Joanna's head buzzed.

"What! Joanna, you're shameless. It has been a year. You failed to win Lukas's heart and couldn't even touch him. Unable to stand the loneliness, you fool around and tell me that you were raped. I don't have such a lowly daughter like you?"

She had decided to start over but felt heartbroken at the harsh remarks.

A prostitute in the nightclub?

Turned out she was so lowly in his mind?

Joanna suddenly rejoiced at her decision to let go after the incident.

If Lukas knew, would he talk just like her mother, saying that she was unable to stand loneness and fooled around?

She could endure her mother's abuse since she had long been used to it.

But facing the love of her life, she didn't think she could stand it.

Heartbroken, Joanna tilted, slightly leaned against the door, and suddenly gave a spurious smile.

"Looks like you know nightclub prostitutes well. Do a checkup in case you have any unpresentable disease and die young!"

Lukas stumbled in anger, raised his head in disbelief, and stared at the woman leaning against the door.

This was Joanna. In his few memories of her, her smile was brilliant. In front of him, she was always cautiously trying to please him and obeying his every instruction.

What did she just say?

Lukas had never been refuted by Joanna before. Out of anger, the veins were popping on his forehead.

"Joanna, are you pushing me to break off our engagement?"

Joanna chucked and looked fixedly at Lukas with red eyes.

"I'll draft the disengagement paper. All you need to do is to sign it!"

Even if Lukas didn't come, she would go to him.

After the engagement was broken off, she would be completely free.

Lukas stiffened in disbelief, "You asked for it!"

Joanna hummed, her fingers almost sinking into the crevice of the door. Her nails were squeezed and broken. Blood seeped out, but she didn't feel it and even looked indolent.

She casually tucked her hair behind her ears. Her tender and full lips curved up in a faint smile.

There was a tinge of sarcasm in her hoarse and soft voice.

"Do you need to record it?"