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?"

head away, pressing her lips together in an effort to keep from laughing, hoping to avoid drawing

hold back any longer, asked, "Miss

but I wasn't full, and those dishes weren't that great, so I'm trying

she glanced at Lucas, hoping

simply kept his eyes lowered, his

divorced? Why hadn't he told this annoying woman to leave? Her

after finishing her meal. She stood up and turned

Maria nodded. "Alright."

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

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

to him like this-isn't it a bit