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.

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

Aveline replied, heading directly

had already finished eating and

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

broken any bones or fallen into a fever. Why shouldn't I go to work? Should I stay home all day staring at your face, which

certainly knew how

the sudden drop in temperature around

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

closed his eyes, suppressing his anger, then dialed a number. In a cold voice, he said, "Don't give her too

there. She placed a cup of tea on Aveline's desk and asked with

don't overwork yourself today. Some of the drawings can be done

Aveline nodded. "Okay."

condition and didn't think it would

restaurant downstairs for lunch. Her phone/ rang, and she

"Hello?"

cheerfully said, "Guess who I