After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline sat cross-legged in the living room, hugging a pillow as she watched TV.

The warm, soft light illuminated her, casting a gentle glow over her, making her look like a serene figure in a painting.

Lucas entered that painting.

He had shed his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, meticulously cleaning the dining area and kitchen before joining her.

Sitting beside her, his gaze shifted to the television. It was a historical fantasy drama with impressive costumes and solid acting. She seemed thoroughly engrossed.

Lucas, however, was far less interested in the show. His eyes drifted back to her face. He thought, rather than watching TV, there were much more enjoyable things they could be doing.

"Have you thought about it?" he asked, his deep voice cutting through the dialogue between the male and female leads on the screen.

Aveline's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "After I finish this episode."

Lucas chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

moment, then gradually relaxed

episode ran for 45 minutes, during which Lucas even chimed in occasionally with comments about the

a long time, there was an unexpected tranquility between them, a gentle

this was their everyday life, filled with calm moments and

remote and switched off the TV. She set the pillow aside, then unexpectedly

eyes slightly, watching her, letting her take the lead. Her kissing had improved; he could see traces of his own

the back of

had fully fallen, and the stars began to sprinkle across the

they were sharing the most intimate of acts, their hearts seemed separated by

was over,

carried her to the bathroom, washed her gently,

her hand again. "Give it

down. "It'll be in your

felt at ease, closing her eyes to sleep. "You can

getting the better end of this arrangement-him or