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

Aveline put her phone aside and took another sip of water before returning to the bedroom to shower and sleep.

At the hospital, the lights were still on in Lucas' room.

Lucas stared at the ended call on his phone, his handsome face tightening with a grim expression. A heavy, oppressive silence slowly filled the room.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Lucas instinctively looked over, but when he saw it was Aaron entering, he frowned and looked away.

"Well, you seem disappointed to see me," Aaron remarked as he walked in and sat down in a chair. He still smelled faintly of alcohol, clearly having just come from a bar.

Lucas closed his eyes briefly, his face still rather pale. The whip wounds on his body had been treated, but he had lost consciousness earlier due to infection and high fever from the injuries. Aaron said, "You're already divorced Aveline, so why are you still hoping she'll come see you? From what I can tell, she'd rather stay far away from you."

Lucas replied in a cold, hoarse voice, "If you have nothing useful to say, you might as well keep your mouth shut."

Aaron laughed. "Did I hit a nerve? Is that why you're lashing out?"

Lucas gave him an icy stare. Even with his pale complexion, he still exuded an intimidating aura.

But Aaron wasn't afraid.

He said casually, "Let me tell you something interesting - Sophia's recently acquired land is having some issues."

"I'm not interested," Lucas stated.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

But Aaron went on to explain the whole situation anyway. "It's obvious someone set a trap for her, and she was foolish enough to fall right into it. That woman is beyond help."

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Although, Sasha isn't smart enough to come up with a scheme like this on her own. I suspect someone must be helping her behind the scenes." Lucas' expression changed. "Someone's helping Sasha?"

Aaron nodded. "Exactly. How else could Sasha have tolerated Sophia lording over her for so many years?"

Lucas pondered this for a moment. Then, a faint smile curved his thin lips.

"Why are you suddenly smiling like this?" Aaron asked, puzzled.

"Interesting," Lucas remarked.

Aaron looked even more confused. "What are you talking about? What's interesting?"

Lucas said, "I know who's been advising Sasha."

"Who is it?" Aaron immediately asked.

Lucas gave him a bland look. "What's the point of having a brain if you don't use it?"

"Damn it!" Aaron swore. "What's your problem? I tell you about this, and you play coy with me?"

Lucas retorted, "Don't like it? Why don't you hit me then?"

Aaron's fist tightened, but he restrained himself. "You know what, I'll let it go since you're sick. Actually, you're a sick man without a wife," he added, leaning back with his arms crossed.

If there was ever an example of a verbal low blow, that was it.

Lucas' expression instantly darkened. "Get out."

Aaron let out a cold laugh. "I don't think I will. I'm going to stay right here and watch you wallow in self-pity. Oh, by the way, I heard Russell went to see Aveline. Tsk tsk, a man and woman alone together late at night..."

Suddenly, Lucas threw off his blanket and got out of bed.

Startled, Aaron quickly moved to block him. "What do you think you're doing?"

Lucas' face was grim. "I'm going to find her."

Aaron was exasperated. "You're divorced now. Why are you still chasing after her? Aren't you afraid she'll hate you even more?"

Lucas' eyes flashed with icy determination. "Even if she hates me, she can only be mine!"