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

Aveline's brows furrowed deeper. Despite everything she had said, Annie still insisted on leaving. Was she really that afraid of her own home?

"Then I'll go back with you," Aveline suggested after a moment's thought.

She needed to explain the situation to Annie's parents.

Given Annie's current condition, she was in no state to do anything; her injured arm simply wouldn't allow it.

"No, you can't!" Annie shook her head immediately, her face showing even more fear. "Aveline, I was the one who ran into you. My broken arm has nothing to do with you. My family mustn't find out about this. If they do, they... they..."

She hesitated, struggling to get the words out, but finally continued, "They'll definitely try to extort money from you."

Saying this, she closed her eyes in despair. Trapped in a hopeless situation, she didn't want to drag an innocent person into her troubles.

Aveline's frown deepened. Could her parents really be this kind of people?

Having grown up without parents, she couldn't understand this dynamic.

But right now, she couldn't just let Annie leave.

After thinking for a moment, she suggested, "How about this? Call your family and tell them you've found a job as a tutor. Say that your employer requires you to stay in their house to make easier to help with the student's homework. If they ask, I'll tell them I'm your employer."

Annie's eyes reddened, and tears fell in the next second. "Aveline, why are you being so kind to me?"

The girl's cry was pitiful, like a little kitten, hesitant even to sob out loud.

Aveline felt a pang of compassion and replied, "I told you, your arm was hurt because of me. I need to see you fully recover."

Annie bit her lip and stayed silent for a moment, but it seemed she had agreed.

After a while, Annie spoke, "Aveline, will this trouble you too much?"

"It won't." Aveline shook her head. "Just focus on getting better. The sooner your arm heals, the more I'll feel at ease."

"Okay!"

Annie nodded, then asked shyly, "Aveline, I don't have a phone. Could I borrow yours?"

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Aveline replied and took out her phone. Annie gave her the number, and Aveline dialed it for her.

Holding the phone to Annie's ear, Aveline got up and walked over to the window, giving the girl a bit of privacy.

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Annie spoke softly, explaining that she had found a tutoring job where the employer provided food and accommodation, and all she needed to do was teach a child.

Her parents immediately agreed, instructing her to send them the money as soon as she got paid.

Annie agreed, and after the call ended, she breathed a small sigh of relief.

She hadn't expected that escaping from such a family would be this easy...

"Aveline," Annie looked over at Aveline and whispered, "I spoke with my parents; it's all set."

Aveline walked back over and asked, "Did they ask any questions?"

Like whether the employer was a man or a woman, if the tutoring job was reliable, or if it was safe. Annie shook her head. "No, they didn't."

Aveline thought she might have been overthinking it and decided to change the subject. "That's good. Now, get some rest. I'm going home to prepare dinner. Is there anything you like to eat?"

Annie's eyes brightened a bit. "I... I'm okay with anything."

At Anne, she should have

been full of spirit and energy.

instead, she was so cauhet

timid, and so sensitive.