After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

As Gernard spoke of his sister, a hint of fondness and helplessness appeared on his face.

Aveline watched him quietly for a moment before saying, "I actually have a question I want to ask you."

"Go ahead," Gernard replied, his expression soft and patient.

For some reason, every time he saw Aveline, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity that made him more patient than usual.

Aveline hesitated for a second before speaking, "I know someone whose identity was stolen by another person. This person not only took everything that should have belonged to her-her life, her opportunities-but also went so far as to try and destroy her, using any means necessary, even resorting to arson and drugging. What do you think my friend should do?"

Gernard's brow furrowed as he listened. "Your friend should expose the impostor for their crimes and reclaim everything that was stolen from her."

Aveline kept her gaze fixed on him. "Do you really think that?"

course." Gernard nodded firmly, answering without hesitation. "This impostor sounds despicable. They stole your friend's identity, her parents' love,

emotions in her gaze. "It's good

is your friend? If she needs help,

already figured out what to do," Aveline replied with a faint

what I said. Lucas

knocked and entered

tastes were to Aveline's, which only deepened his sense of closeness and

night fully settled and the city lights starting to glow, he drove

to him, "Gernard, how did it go? Did she

her a fond smile, gently ruffling her hair. "She said she would think

saying she'll think about it is just an Why did you believe her?

carried a hint of