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.

downstairs. The butler

heading directly to the dining

had already finished eating and was grabbing

fully recovered. You don't need to

fever. Why shouldn't I go to work? Should I stay home all day

knew how

drop in temperature around her, Aveline ignored him

go deaf. What had he just heard? Was the

a number. In a cold voice, he

tea on Aveline's desk and asked with

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

Aveline nodded. "Okay."

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

restaurant downstairs for lunch. Her phone/ rang, and

"Hello?"

"Guess who