After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

To mitigate the impact of the incident, the Fletcher family arranged a marriage with the Skyler family, setting the wedding date for just one month later, a rather hasty decision. Aaron officially became the head of the Fletcher family, and despite any grievances Nathalie might have had, she didn't dare voice them, keeping her frustration to herself. Selena, on the other hand, finally had some leisure time. With Aaron busier than ever, she felt bored and decided to visit Aveline in Larbor City.

Aveline's belly had grown quite large, and with just a month left until her due date, her feet had started swelling, looking puffy and rounded like little pillows.

Seeing her condition, Selena couldn't help but remark, "Pregnancy looks so tough. I'm starting to get a little scared."

Aveline glanced at her. "Are you planning to get pregnant?"

As far as she remembered, Selena had never mentioned such plans.

Selena nodded, then shared the idea she had previously about arranging a marriage between their children.

After hearing it, Aveline found it amusing.

"You're not even pregnant, and you're already thinking that far ahead?" she laughed. "Besides, Aaron's right. What if we both have children of the same gender? How are we going to arrange a marriage?"

I gave up on the idea," Selena said. "He lectured me, saying we shouldn't interfere with our future children's relationships. If something went wrong, I'd be the one

then, the door opened, and Lucas walked in. He was tall and slender, dressed in a dark gray shirt and black slacks. His handsome face and deep, dark eyes were full

Aveline, gave her a familiar kiss on the cheek,

after a moment, glanced again before averting her gaze

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