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!

good guess. The only person who could

didn't care, didn't like her...

...

Nightfall arrived.

at the dining table, staring at the food that was growing cold, her perfectly shaped brows furrowing in

glanced at the clock. An hour had

this? Was he

even the courtesy

as she reached for her phone, ready to invite Selena over

then, the doorbell rang. Aveline got up to answer it, and there stood Lucas, wearing a black overcoat over a

said, his striking eyes fixed

slipping off his coat and handing it to

a wave of exasperation but still took the coat and

full of food, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. "So, what's the

"You knew there'd

replied, "It's not every day I get to eat a meal you cooked. A few conditions are worth

paused for a moment, then said, "Let's

the food was still warm. They ate