After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Desmond heard Sidney's words and shot him a cold look. "Whatever's between Mr. Tudor and his wife is none of your business." Sidney paused and replied, "As Aveline's friend, I think it's perfectly fine for me to say something."

Desmond countered, "You did say you're Mrs. Tudor's friend. If that's the case, you should understand the importance of boundaries." Sidney's brow furrowed.

At that moment, Aveline spoke up, "The divorce will be finalized soon; we're just waiting for the court date."

Her words were both an answer to Sidney and a slap in Desmond's face.

Sidney's tense expression relaxed into a smile. "I'm sure you'll succeed."

"Yeah." Aveline smiled back at him briefly, then bent down and got into the car.

Desmond's face darkened slightly. He shot Sidney a cold glare before shutting the car door and moving to the driver's seat.

As Aveline entered the car, she noticed Lucas sitting in the back.

She paused for a moment, gave him a once-over, and said, "So you can move around just fine. Let's go inspect the villa tomorrow."

Lucas had a laptop resting on his knees. At her words, his fingers paused over the keyboard, and he looked at her. "Which eye of yours saw me moving around just fine?" Aveline was speechless.

sudden chill in the

further, she turned her gaze out

in a designated spot. Desmond took out a wheelchair, placing it by

a bit surprised. She remembered his injury-his back was hit, and his

legs seemed fine... so

he in a wheelchair?

"It's the doctor's advice. Mr. Tudor shouldn't be walking or moving too

a flat

indifferent, and her demeanor toward

Desmond fell silent.

pushed the wheelchair into the nursing home room. The housekeeper, who was taking care of Barbara,

moment,

bed. Her face

much thinner than before. Her gaze was fixed steadily

greeted, his