After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline ordered all of Lucas' favorite dishes, then handed the menu back to the server and looked at Judy. "Did you get all that, Miss Thompson?"

"I...," Judy hesitated, surprised that Aveline would take the initiative to tell her all this-as if she were trying to teach her. What kind of thought process was this? What exactly was Aveline thinking? Hearing Aveline's words, Lucas' expression immediately turned colder, and the tension around him seemed to thicken.

But Aveline appeared unfazed and calmly continued, "This way, you won't have to ask him next time. I'm sure you've noticed by now that he's not much of a talker."

Judy felt a pang of irritation. "You don't need to worry about that. After spending more time together, I'll naturally pick up on these things."

"Alright then," Aveline nodded, as if satisfied with the response.

She then turned to Lucas and asked, "Have you thought about what I mentioned earlier?"

Lucas' sharp, handsome features hardened, and he didn't even bother to glance at her.

Aveline blinked, then turned to Judy and remarked, "See? He's quite rude, isn't he?"

in an effort to keep from laughing, hoping to avoid drawing attention to herself. Aveline calmly

any longer, asked, "Miss Young, didn't

full, and those dishes weren't that great, so

gripping her fork tighter as she glanced at

simply kept his

this annoying woman to leave? Her

her meal. She stood up and turned to Maria, saying, "I'm

Maria nodded. "Alright."

hands. In the reflection, she noticed Judy approaching, her expression dark and her gaze filled with disdain. "Miss Young, don't you think what

calmly washed her hands and then grabbed a paper towel to dry them. "Do

sharpened. "You're divorced. Clinging to him like