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?"

internally. "This man could set up a dye shop with all the colors he's painting

her meal, and soon after, they headed out to the

in the hotel was palpable, the atmosphere heavy

elevator doors opened, everyone turned to look

allowed to leave last night, so why are we still being

could they go, and we

Can someone give

had been guests at the previous night's ball, mostly heirs and elites from influential families. After being

she entered. She quickly ran to

that she had already left. When she

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

had

only grew, her gut telling her that something had indeed gone wrong, and it had to do with

about asking

her. Desperate, she tried calling Aveline, but all he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her that Lucas was with Aveline, she might have