Chapter 88 The Photograph

• Lucas staggered into a room. He did not forget to close the door behind him and brought the darkness back to fill the closed room. It was his room. Yeah, it was in the same hotel that Elle used to enjoy her dinner with that man.
• Tom. Yes, he remembered his name. However, it only added to the pain in her chest.
• Of course, he was jealous. What man wouldn't be jealous of the woman he loved having dinner with another man? Also, he could clearly see the glint of love in the way Tom looked at her. Even from the way Tom treated Elle, he could tell there was more than friendship there. Lucas was a man. And he knew very well how men treated the woman he was interested in.