After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at him.

Did he really just say that? Was he possessed or something?

"You don't have to look at me like that," Lucas said, almost as if he could read her thoughts.

A faint smile tugged at his thin lips. "In the past, I only thought about how much I liked your scent, your body, and having you by my side. Even if you were reluctant, as long as you were with me, I felt at ease. So, I never cared about your feelings or whether you wanted to be here or not I just kept you by force."

He continued, "Of course, I still feel the same way. But I think maybe if I try a different approach, I might have a chance to keep you here... to save this marriage of ours that's on the brink of collapse."

As Lucas spoke, he kept his gaze on her, his deep, dark eyes holding a hint of tenderness.

A wave of bitterness rose in Aveline's heart. She couldn't quite describe how she felt.

If he had done this sooner, would things have turned out differently?

Aveline lowered her gaze slightly. "But, Lucas, you're a little late in realizing this."

A piece of paper that's been crumpled and then smoothed out can never be the same. It would always bear the creases and folds.

in our seventies or eighties, too creaky to make a

through an empty space inside her, filling her with a deep sense of

at her intently. "Aveline,

met his eyes and said,

I'll take that

Aveline was speechless.

appeared he was still living in his own world. No matter what others said-even the one he claimed

began

strides effortlessly matching here pace. The black coat draped

you want me to

biting back her frustration, and handed the papers to

anything else this time. He picked up a pen

again. When she saw that he

handed the