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.

Lucas' tall figure appeared in the room. Aveline looked at him and stood up. "I'm here to talk about 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?

not be

before she could react, Lucas suddenly grabbed her chin and leaned

"Smack!"

through the

felt the sting on his cheek, his tongue pressing against the inside of his mouth.

do something about it, wouldn't that slap be for nothing?" he

onto the sofa, his tall frame pressing down on her

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

pent-up emotions burst forth like a flood, and she hit him hard, venting all the anger she'd

hit him until she was exhausted, her blows losing strength. Only then did he coldly smirk.

caressed her face gently. Their proximity created a

at his handsome face." Lucas, weren't we supposed to be pretending? What,

coolly,