After the Divorce, CEO Realizes He’s the Stand-In Lover

He wore a gray tracksuit, a large patch of sweat soaking his chest, and his short, coarse hair was damp. His sharp eyes remained as piercing as ever.

Aveline glanced at him briefly before turning away and heading to the dining room to eat.

Lucas gave her a long look.

He had barely slept the night before. Despite feeling her warm, soft body in his arms, he couldn't do anything to her. If he tried, she would definitely freak out. Lately, her mood changed faster than the weather! Bringing her back was just the first step; he needed to proceed gradually. He believed she would eventually return to him on her own accord.

Lucas turned his gaze away and went upstairs to take a shower.

When Aveline was almost finished eating, Lucas emerged, dressed in a sleek silver-gray suit. His aura was cool and elegant as he walked over, adjusting his cufflinks.

Aveline looked at him and asked, "Do you have a more modest car?"

Lucas pulled out a chair and sat down, asking, "How modest?"

replied, "A car under ten thousand

lightly, "You

she thought, "Fine. I know you're

had gotten her driver's license long ago but hadn't bought

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responded, "Not

to keep things private for

got up and left, maintaining a cold and composed demeanor. She treated him like a colleague-no, even less than that.

Lucas' face darkened.

on the spot,

and the waiter escorted her to the second floor. Pushing open the private room door, she saw

"Hello, Miss Winter."

over and shook hands