After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline struggled even more fiercely. "Lucas, get off me!"

But Lucas didn't move. He didn't apply much force to her hand, just held her tighter, his breath growing heavier.

Aveline's face flushed deeply as his heavy breathing near her ear stimulated her nerves. She turned her head and bit his shoulder.

Lucas grunted, his breath becoming even more erratic.

After a long while...

He carried her to the bathroom, looking at the marks on her nightgown, his eyes darkened, though his handsome face remained indifferent.

"I'm not crippled. I can wash myself," Aveline said coldly.

Lucas stared at her for a moment before turning to leave.

The moment the door closed, Aveline ripped off the nightgown and threw it straight into the trash. She finished washing up and put on a bathrobe, relieved to find Lucas was not in the bedroom when she returned.

went downstairs. The

replied, heading directly to

came in, he saw she had already finished eating and was grabbing her

fully recovered. You don't need

Why shouldn't I go to work? Should I stay home all day staring at your

how to

sudden drop in temperature around her,

butler wished he could suddenly go deaf. What had he just heard? Was the relationship between the two of them really this

a number. In a cold voice, he said, "Don't give her

desk and asked with a

don't overwork yourself today. Some of

Aveline nodded. "Okay."

her own condition and didn't think it would affect her work,

for lunch.

"Hello?"

cheerfully said, "Guess who I