After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline paused, wondering if he had forgotten about what happened before. "Let's meet and talk," she said.

Lucas, feeling the stinging pain on his body, replied with the same cold tone, "Fine."

He hung up and sent her a message, instructing her to come to the Tudor residence.

Aveline saw the message and frowned. The events of that night had left her with a strong aversion to the Tudor residence, but at this point, she had no choice. Lucas's tone seemed cold and impatient, which made her feel even more frustrated. How could he be the one lacking patience? It was his idea to pretend. Aveline gathered her composure and set off for the Tudor residence.

The butler greeted her with a smile. "Mrs. Tudor, would you like something to drink?"

"Just water," Aveline replied.

The butler nodded and instructed someone to bring it.

Aveline waited patiently.

what happened last time." Lucas' eyes darkened as he stared at Aveline. A sly smile curved on his lips. "What? Want to go for another round? You wish to get torn apart

not be so vile?"

before she could react, Lucas suddenly grabbed her chin

"Smack!"

sharp slap resounded through the room in

sting on his cheek, his tongue pressing against the inside of his mouth. He let out

do something about it, wouldn't that slap

sofa, his tall frame

act so wildly. Her entire body resisted, struggling fiercely. "Lucas, you

forth like a flood, and she hit

blows losing strength. Only then did he

her face gently. Their proximity created a

reddened as she looked at his handsome face." Lucas, weren't

coolly, "Yes,