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.

clothes, she went downstairs. The butler said, "Ma'am,

heading directly to

she had already finished eating

frowned. "You're not fully recovered. You don't

or fallen into a fever. Why shouldn't I go to work? Should I stay home all

how to infuriate

temperature around her, Aveline

go deaf. What had he just heard? Was the relationship between

cold voice, he

cup of tea on Aveline's desk and asked with a smile, "You don't look too well. Are you feeling unwell?" Aveline

don't overwork yourself today. Some of the drawings

Aveline nodded. "Okay."

her own condition and didn't think it would

lunch. Her phone/

"Hello?"

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