After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

That girl was the same one in the private room that day, asking Lucas when he would divorce.

She was intimately holding his arm.

Lucas had always been a clean freak.

When she first brought him home, even though he had lost his memory, some of his body's instinctive habits remained. Once he became familiar with the environment, he started cleaning her house, making every corner spotless.

He never accepted gifts from others, nor did he eat from street vendors. The occasional aura he exuded was something ordinary people lacked.

But now, he allowed that girl to hold his arm so intimately.

Was he trying to tell her that even if they didn't divorce, he would continue seeing that girl?

Aveline tightly clenched the hem of her clothes, her heart aching painfully, her eyes stinging with tears.

How could Lucas be so cruel?

How could he give the necklace she had chosen to another woman?

She took out her phone and called him. However, he hung up as soon as it started ringing. Undeterred, she kept calling until he finally answered.

"What do you want?"

tone was

call connected, but she couldn't bring herself to ask the

done it all-what was the point

"I don't feel well..."

spoke in a muffled voice

her phone, watching the

heard she wasn't feeling well, he would have come back immediately. Unable to speak, he would ask her with frantic, messy sign language, his eyes full of concern

and still, there wasn't

her

didn't care about her

the sofa, like a wounded animal licking its wounds, tightly hugging herself, hoping it would ease

she felt someone

and saw Lucas's sharp, handsome face.

"Lu, you're back?"

on the bed. Seeing her tears, he raised his hand to wipe them

into coming back but still refuse to divorce. What exactly