After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

A vein throbbed at Sidney's temple, and without another word, he turned and walked away.

Maria chuckled softly, watching his retreating back.

There was no need to rush.

Aveline threw herself into work, heading out the next day to inspect the plot of land Patrick owned. It was surrounded by a vineyard, making it an ideal location for a winery. Patrick's main goal was to build a resort-style winery, catering to the elite for leisure and entertainment, so he was particular about every detail.

After gaining a general understanding of the terrain and Patrick's vision, Aveline returned to the studio and began working tirelessly on the designs, sketching day and night.

When the first draft was ready, Myron called to inform her that the court date had been set for a week from now.

At the same time, Lucas also received the court notification.

He was dining at Club Nine with a group of business partners. After hanging up the phone, his strikingly handsome face remained as impassive as ever, a cigarette held between his fingers. The people around him spoke cautiously, watching his expression. "You guys carry on. I'm leaving early," Lucas said suddenly, standing up as the cigarette burned to its end. He grabbed his coat and left the private room.

The wind outside was biting, with light snowflakes drifting down. He got into the car and instructed the driver, "To Maple Garden."

"Yes, sir."

swirled in the air, mirroring the frost that seemed to settle over his mood, cold enough

elevator doors opened. Lucas' tall figure, cloaked in

reached out to press

the notice, didn't you?" she asked,

notice?" Lucas feigned

him and replied,

receive it," Lucas answered, his

hesitated for a moment, then told him the

pockets of his coat,

Aveline was speechless.

or not. As long as he refused,

asked, "Lucas,

swr

Lucas cut her off. "You don't need to say anything more. I've heard it all a

fell silent. The

doors opened, and Lucas walked out.