After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline stood quietly in the corner, watching Russell surrounded by the crowd, a hint of a smile appearing on her face.

As the cheers filled the room, Russell, under the gaze of everyone, made a wish and blew out the candles. The lights in the room flickered back on, and he picked up the knife to cut the cake. Everyone watched eagerly, especially Rina, who looked at him with anticipation.

In the past, Russell always gave the first slice of cake to her, and she was certain this year would be no different.

But to her surprise, Russell turned and walked over to Aveline, holding the cake.

"This is for you."

His handsome face carried a soft smile as he handed the cake to Aveline.

Caught off guard, Aveline quickly accepted it. "Thank you."

Russell reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his gesture full of affection.

Just then, the door to the room suddenly burst open, the noise drawing everyone's attention. Lucas entered, carrying an air of cold intensity.

Russell's hand was still resting on Aveline's head, and she was holding the cake. This was the scene Lucas walked in on.

A cold gleam flashed through Lucas' eyes as his gaze swept across the room, eventually landing on the bag sitting on the sofa.

Earlier, he had seen Aveline shopping at a men's clothing store in the mall.

He had thought the gift was for him.

turned out, she had bought it for

didn't even realize

Russell's and even prepared a

he'd held in his heart these past few days, Lucas found it utterly laughable. His expression grew colder, though the smile on his face became more

closer, stopping in front of Russell and Aveline. He glanced at the cake in her hands, picked up a fork, and

gave a nod of

expression calm as he asked, "Mr. Tudor,

I didn't know. I

for a moment,

Aveline with

as good

But since my wife prepared

preparing

one."

BUMS

held the cake,

What did he want? His

clearly not

"Mr. Tudor, you two are already divorced. Aveline is here on her own

into a faint smile. "Who told you

up, her eyes locking

brow furrowed even deeper. "What are

Lucas

from Aveline's hands andele