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.

"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? You wish

be so

she could react, Lucas suddenly grabbed her chin and leaned in to

"Smack!"

sharp slap resounded through the room

his tongue pressing against the inside of

do something about it, wouldn't that slap be for

frame pressing down on her as he captured her lips in a

him to act so wildly. Her entire body resisted,

a flood, and she hit him hard, venting all the anger she'd been suppressing for

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

hand caressed her face gently. Their proximity created a

her eyes slightly reddened as she looked at his handsome

coolly,