Chapter 153 Do You Really Think that You're the Woman He Likes?

The air in the living room suddenly quieted down.

Elias also suppressed his anger and coldly glanced at Joye. "Get lost."

"Elias, I know you look down on me, but what can you do? Lucija is in the same boat as me."

Joye waved her hand gently in front of him. "From the day you defended Lucija, you've become filthy. Don't think you're righteous."

"Get lost!"

Elias finally couldn't hold back his roar.

Joye smiled faintly and turned to leave.

After she left, Elias frowned and strode upstairs.

Upstairs, Lucija was sitting on a chair, and the ground was full of fragments of porcelain vases.

Seeing him come in, she curled her lips. "I will not give up."

He looked at her quietly and sighed. He picked up the broom to sweep the floor while saying with a low voice, "Beau and Eliza are fated."

"If they aren't, they wouldn't be married now."

"There are still many other men in this world..."