After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas)

Lucas suddenly stood up, his commanding presence enveloping Aveline as he placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her in his arms. His sudden closeness made Aveline tense up immediately, her clear eyes revealing a hint of wariness as she looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

Lucas chuckled softly, his piercing gaze fixed on her as he said in a low voice, "Aveline, when did you become so wicked?"

Aveline's lips curved into a cold smile. "I didn't want to be like this, but you all forced me to."

She could have lived a simple, carefree life. It was his forceful entry into her world, his refusal to let go, and the pressure and jealousy from others that had turned her into what she was now. She hadn't wanted this either.

Aveline lowered her eyes, a trace of sadness appearing in them.

Seeing this, Lucas felt an inexplicable discomfort. Noticing her damp hair, he suddenly stood up and left, returning moments later with a hairdryer.

"Let me dry your hair."

Aveline frowned and refused, "No need, I can do it myself.

"You can do everything yourself," Lucas replied, "but I want to dry it for you."

Aveline paused, then didn't stop him.

She vaguely sensed that Lucas had changed somewhat, but not significantly. She didn't dwell on it. Whether he changed or not held no meaning for her anymore.

The warm air from the dryer flowed through her hair as Lucas' fingers gently combed through it. His movements were slow and gentle. Aveline leaned back into the sofa, her eyes half-closed in comfort. Drowsiness overcame her, and her eyelids grew heavier. By the time her hair was dry, Aveline had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Lucas set the hairdryer aside and gazed at her sleeping face, a sigh passing through his heart. Winning her back would be no easy task.

He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She stirred slightly, her eyelashes fluttering as if she might wake at any moment.

His hand gently stroked her head, soothing her emotions. Soon, she calmed down and fell back into a deep sleep.

Lucas leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Just then, her phone began to vibrate. He frowned, quickly grabbed the phone, and swiftly left the bedroom.

Closing the bedroom door behind him, he answered the call.

"Ave, how are you? Did you go to the hospital? Are you hurt?" As soon as the call connected, Selena fired off a barrage of questions. Lucas replied coldly, "She's asleep."

"Why are you answering her phone? Where's Ave? What have you done to her?" Selena. exploded upon hearing Lucas' voice.

"Mr. Tudor, please get this straight. You and Ave are divorced. You have no relationship anymore. Can't you stop harassing her? What you're doing is really tasteless!" Selena didn't. mince words, speaking quite harshly.

Lucas' expression remained cold, his tone completely devoid of warmth. I'm able to access her phone. Where do you think she is?"

Selena felt the blatant provocation in his words.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

How infuriating! Absolutely infuriating!

"If you've got the guts, tell me where you are. I'll come over right now and teach you a lesson!" Selena snarled through gritted teeth.

But Lucas had no patience for this game. He said coldly, "She's very tired and is resting now. Don't call again."

With that, he hung up the phone.