After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

In the car, Aveline gently rubbed her wrists, which had become being bound for so long. Her face was pale, and her clothes were soaked through.

Lucas took out a towel and began wiping her face and neck. Aveline felt a bit uncomfortable and tried to take the towel, saying, "I can do it myself." But Lucas replied, "Didn't you already decide? You should start getting used to this now."

Aveline paused, lowering her gaze.

"Will this really work?" she asked quietly.

"I can't promise that," Lucas said, "but there are people who don't want to see us happy. So, let's be even more affectionate."

Aveline pressed her lips together, not saying anything more.

Luca's gently dried her hair as the car headed directly back to the Tudor mansion.

Feeling cold and clammy, Aveline said, "I'm going to take a shower first. We can discuss everything else after."

Lucas replied, then instructed the kitchen to prepare some ginger

she had spent hours in the shipping container! The coastal winds were frigid,

on the table. Lucas had removed his

drank

as she sat down

Tudor family home once a week. And we'll need to

the remarriage for now. If anyone

were planning to hold a wedding

studied her

all, we're just acting. Once this is over, your and I will go

passed through Lucas' eyes, but he lowered his gaze

we'll do

asked, "How do you plan to handle today's

instigator. Aveline had nearly lost her life.