After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

The police checked the documents and, confirming they were genuine, said to Lucas, "Take your wife home. She shouldn't drink so much; it's not good. for her health." "Alright," Lucas responded indifferently.

The two policemen left.

Sidney stood to the side, a faint look of embarrassment on his handsome. face. "Sorry, I didn't know you were her husband. In that case, please take her home."

Lucas shot him a cold glance before carrying Aveline into the elevator.

Aveline continued to struggle.

"Let go, let go of me..."

Holding her, Lucas looked at her flushed face, his mood particularly foul. He gave her a sharp slap on the bottom. Aveline, you better behave!"

In her drunken state, Aveline didn't even feel the slap.

The elevator doors slowly closed as Aveline, half-squinting, looked utterly intoxicated.

Lucas' face was grim. If he hadn't come here, would she not have gone home tonight? Had she found herself another young man?

A cold wind blew as they exited No. 9 Mansion, causing Aveline to shiver and instinctively snuggle closer to him.

eyes watched her,

when she was cold, forgetting how she had pushed

car, he didn't place her on the seat but kept

car and headed towards

indeed drunk a lot, her breath heavy with the scent of alcohol. Her fingers clutched Lucas' shirt, creating several wrinkles in his otherwise crisp

"Let me go...

kept murmuring

grew even darker. Did she hate him that

drunken state, she refused to

the tighter he held her, as if trying

they made

his embrace,

his expression darkening

fell asleep, her cheeks flushed

Lucas' brow furrowed tightly.

Made her drink?

Who dared?

and dialed Desmond's number, giving a terse