After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Russell's fingers tightened around his wine glass, but his handsome, refined face maintained a flawless smile.

"I'm glad you both could make it. Thank you for the well wishes," he said, preparing to move on to the next table.

"Wait, my wife hasn't spoken yet," Lucas interjected, stopping them in their tracks.

Now, there was no way to leave. With everyone's eyes on them, making a scene would surely become the talk of Cloudflare City.

Aveline exhaled a quiet sigh, lifted her glass, and looked at Russell and Rina. "Wishing you both a happy marriage and that all your dreams come true." "Thank you," Rina responded cheerfully, her voice sweet.

In Rina's mind, as long as Aveline was with Lucas, she posed no threat.

There was no need to target Aveline anymore.

If Lucas liked Aveline, there was no harm in acting friendly around her.

Lucas turned his gaze to Russell. "So, what do you think? Did my wife say it well?"

Aveline felt her patience fraying.

"Is this man insane?" she thought.

her fingers. He deliberately tensed up, making it impossible for her to get a good grip.

gaze lingered on Aveline for a moment before he nodded. "Thank you, Mrs.

he and Rina moved on to the

Finally, it was over.

whispering harshly, "You did that on purpose, didn't you? Are you out of

want you both to see clearly-you two aren't right for each other." Aveline fought the urge to roll her eyes and chose to ignore him. As if his little show

not to dwell on it, she focused on her meal

shifted to a

flashed brightly, and naturally,

dance, the rest of the young guests took

her hand and pulled her toward the dance floor! "Do you know how to dance?" Lucas asked, holding

"I'm a bit tired. I just want to go back and

the wedding isn't over yet. Wouldn't it be

cool as she looked at him. "You've already achieved what you

could that be?