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?"

"This man could set up a dye shop with all

quietly finished her meal, and soon after, they headed out

tension in the hotel was palpable, the atmosphere

everyone turned to look at them, their expressions

leave last night, so why are we still being

why could they go, and we

exactly happened? Can someone give

guests at the previous night's ball, mostly heirs and elites from

the stairs, spotting Aveline as she entered. She

night, Selena tried to find Aveline but was told that she had already left. When she tried to

all night. How would I

had

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

about asking

all he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her that Lucas was with Aveline,