After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline could hear the teasing in his tone and tried to stay calm, her voice turning even colder. "If you don't want to come, then forget it."

"I'm coming, absolutely," Lucas replied immediately, his tone overly enthusiastic. "Even if I were on a plane right now, I'd tell the pilot to turn around so I could have dinner with you."

Aveline felt a shiver run down her spine, rolling her eyes. "Cut the crap. Keep talking like that, and you're bound to get struck by lightning."

With that, she hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.

Lucas chuckled softly at the dial tone, glancing over at the cabin door that was just about to close.

"Cancel the flight," he ordered.

The flight attendant blinked, confused.

Desmond, sitting in the front row, immediately turned around. "Mr. Tudor, this trip to the States is to discuss a strategic partnership. If we back out now, the other side will definitely be upset. It might be tough to negotiate a deal later." Lucas replied coolly, "Then find another company."

He stood up and left the business class cabin without another word.

Desmond was speechless.

Oh, God! Mr. Tudor was getting more unpredictable by the day!

guess. The only person who could make Lucas drop

didn't like her... Well, looks like he'd

...

Nightfall arrived.

the food that was growing cold, her perfectly

clock. An hour had

was this? Was he

even the courtesy of a

reached for her phone, ready to

stood Lucas, wearing a black overcoat over

got caught in traffic," Lucas said, his

response, he stepped inside, slipping off his coat and handing it

but still took the coat and hung it on the rack

full of food, a faint smile appearing in

at him. "You knew there'd

"It's not every day I get to eat a meal

moment, then said, "Let's

was still warm.