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' 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 again?" Aveline's face instantly

can you not be so vile?"

Lucas suddenly grabbed her

"Smack!"

sharp slap resounded through the room

pressing against the inside of his

slapped me. If I don't do something about it, wouldn't that slap be for nothing?" he

move, he pushed Aveline onto the sofa, his tall frame pressing down on her as he captured her lips

expected him to act so wildly. Her entire body resisted, struggling

flood, and she hit him hard, venting

didn't stop her. He let her hit him until she was exhausted, her blows losing strength. Only then did he coldly smirk. "You know

face gently. Their proximity created

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

coolly, "Yes, I