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 took a seat beside them and resumed

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

but I wasn't full, and those dishes

gripping her fork tighter as she glanced at Lucas, hoping

Lucas simply kept his eyes lowered, his expression

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

done. You two take your time," Aveline said with a slight smile after finishing her meal. She stood up and turned to Maria, saying, "I'm

Maria nodded. "Alright."

washing her hands. In the reflection, she noticed Judy approaching, her expression dark and

calmly washed her hands and then grabbed a paper

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