After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"Okay," Aveline murmured softly, her gaze lowered.

Only after Lucas turned and left the room did she slip on the robe and head to the bathroom to freshen up.

When she emerged, she found Lucas setting breakfast on the dining table.

She looked at him, puzzled. "Is this place one of your properties too?"

Lucas nodded. "Just one of them. It's close to the Tudor Group, so I come here occasionally when it's too late to go home."

The apartment was a spacious 300-square-meter flat with a minimalist design. There were no plants or decorations, and the overall atmosphere felt quite cold and empty. Aveline sat down at the table and took a sip of the corn soup.

Lucas asked, "Do you like it here?"

"It's fine," she replied.

He continued, "I'll have it transferred into your name later. You can stay here whenever you like."

Aveline glanced at him but said nothing.

Lucas' lips curved into a faint smile. "What's wrong? Are you so moved you don't know what to say?"

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her meal, and soon after,

arrived, the tension in the hotel was palpable, the

elevator doors opened, everyone turned to look

deal? They were allowed to leave last night,

could they go,

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elites from influential families. After being kept there

down the stairs, spotting Aveline as she entered. She quickly ran to her side, asking, "What

find Aveline but was told that she had already left. When she tried to leave herself, she was stopped. She immediately

said, "I've been with you all night. How would I know

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only grew, her gut telling her that something had indeed gone wrong,

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he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her that Lucas was with Aveline, she might have jumped out of a window