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?"

set up a dye shop with all the

soon after,

in the hotel was palpable,

doors opened, everyone turned to look at

were allowed to leave last night, so why are

could they

happened? Can someone give us an

ball, mostly heirs and elites from influential families. After being kept there all

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

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

"I've been with you all

had a

her that something had indeed gone wrong, and it had to

about asking

busy to see her. Desperate, she tried calling Aveline, but all he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her