He... he actually came out without wearing anything!What a pervert!Aveline quickly turned her head, hurried to the dressing room, and grabbed one of her bath towels, throwing it directly at him."Put this on quickly. I don't want to go blind!"Lucas was speechless.The towel was pink, not very big, just enough to wrap around his waist. After wrapping the lower half of his body with the towel, Aveline took one look and couldn't help but burst into laughter!She found it hilarious and couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of a tall man with long arms and legs wrapped in a pink, tight-fitting towel.Seeing her smile, Lucas' eyes softened slightly.He went straight to the bed, lifted the covers, and lay down.Aveline was stunned. "What are you doing?"Lucas replied, "Sleeping."Aveline retorted, "You can't sleep here, this is my room!"Lucas said, "Didn’t you want someone to protect you closely?"This was considered close enough, right?The smile on Aveline's face gradually faded, her tone
Aveline was startled and hurriedly tried to pull away.But Lucas tightened his grip on her ankle and swiftly pulled her onto him.Her body instantly stiffened."Are you awake?" Lucas opened his eyes, still slightly groggy, but his gaze was dark and intense, fixed on her."With you squirming against me, of course I woke up."Aveline's face immediately turned red!She wasn’t squirming against him! She was just trying to move her leg away!Lucas wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing her tightly against him, his voice husky as he asked, "Did you have a nightmare last night?"Aveline didn't dare move a muscle, afraid that any movement might provoke this man’s wild instincts."No," she mumbled, her long eyelashes trembling. "Let go of me, I need to get up."Lucas shifted slightly, seemingly unintentionally, but Aveline's body grew even more rigid."Lucas, stop doing something so crazy in the morning!" she said through gritted teeth.Lucas gazed at her intently. "If I don’t act crazy in
Aveline's breathing was still a bit fast, her eyes alluringly tinged with red at the corners, but her gaze remained cold and emotionless.Lucas didn't want to see her so composed.Yet, it seemed he could do nothing about it.The bed was still in disarray, and the atmosphere between them was tense and oppressive, with an unspoken and indescribable feeling hanging in the air.After a long while, Lucas got up and went straight to the bathroom.Aveline closed her eyes, her breathing now calm.By the time she finished tidying up, it was too late to make breakfast. She left without looking back, intending to buy a sandwich at the breakfast shop.Lucas came downstairs, and the car was already waiting, but Aveline had walked to the entrance of the complex.Brian, who was driving, had a serious expression. "Mr. Tudor, Miss Young just walked past."Lucas replied, "So what?"Brian asked, "Should we give her a ride?"Lucas, sitting in the back seat, closed his eyes. "What do you think?"Brian kept
"How did you get in here?" Aveline's face darkened. She was still wearing a pair of gloves as she glared at them coldly.Lucas waved his hand dismissively. "You can leave now.""Yes, Mr. Tudor. If you need anything else, just let us know." The property manager quickly turned and left.The door closed again.Lucas said calmly, "I had them let me in."Aveline responded, "Did I invite you in?""Since you wouldn't let me in, I had them open the door," Lucas said, his face calm as if this was perfectly reasonable to him.Aveline clenched her hands. "Lucas, can you be any more shameless?"Lucas looked at her serenely. "How is it shameless to come into my own home?""This isn't your home!" Aveline glared at him.Lucas replied, "But we are still married. Even though the house is in your name, it's still considered marital property for now."Aveline was speechless, her lips pressed tightly together.She stared at him for a while, then suddenly sneered. "Lucas, you're despicable."With that, sh
"Get off!"Aveline glared at him, her beautiful eyes tinged with red. What did he think she was? A tool for him to vent his emotions?Anger and humiliation surged within her, making her feel utterly miserable. She didn't want him to touch her at all.His hot breath brushed against her neck, turning her delicate skin a faint shade of pink, making her even more alluring.Lucas's breathing was heavy and labored, his eyes filled with unquenched desire. But when he saw the cold hatred in her eyes, he froze.He couldn't believe what he was seeing.She hated him?How could she hate him?Hadn't she loved him the most before?For a moment, their breaths were ragged, intertwined, but it didn't create even a hint of intimacy.It felt like a dead, stagnant pool.Aveline suddenly shoved him away, got up from the bed, and adjusted her clothes, her voice icy. "Does Miss Winter know about you acting like this? If she did, would she still want you?"How could he be so despicable, wavering between two w
After dinner, Aveline cleaned the kitchen and then went to the guest bedroom to take a shower and sleep.She had a good night's sleep.The next day.When she came out of the guest bedroom, Lucas was already gone.Aveline stood in the living room, thinking it over. It seemed she needed to change the locks.At least next time, he wouldn't be able to get in by calling the property manager.Determined, Aveline contacted a locksmith, and soon someone came to change the lock.This time, she installed a fingerprint and password lock.Only she and Selena knew the password.There was no way anyone else could get in now.After the locksmith left, she looked at the new lock with satisfaction and then messaged Selena. “Sweetie, here's the password for my door lock. Remember it.”Selena called her right away."Upgrading to something high-tech, huh?"Aveline opened the door and walked in, laughing. "Now you won't have to knock when you come over. Isn't that great?""Great, great," Selena said lazily
Aveline paused, her expression thoughtful. "What do you mean?"Selena scoffed. "If that scumbag's family cared about him, how could they not have found him after he disappeared for a year? They only found him after he regained his memory. Ave, this is the era of big data. Finding an adult isn't that hard."Aveline's lips pressed together slightly.Selena continued, "Forget it, let's not talk about him. It's bad luck."Finishing the last bite of her handmade pancake, Selena sighed contentedly. "These are so good. I could eat them every day."Aveline smiled. "Sure, pay up."Selena pouted. "You don't love me anymore."Aveline laughed. "I love you, but I can't let that get in the way of business."Selena was speechless.…After arriving at the mall, they saw Russell already there a distance away. His striking blue hair and handsome, almost otherworldly face made him look like a character straight out of a comic book.He exuded a carefree and rebellious aura, his lips curled in a lazy smirk
She kept a blank face, turned around, and left the men's clothing store, heading straight to another trendy store.When Russell came out and didn't see her, he paused, puzzled. "Where did she go?"Selena said in surprise, "Mr. Skyler, I didn't expect you to look so handsome in a suit. It seems that good-looking people can make even a rag look fashionable."Russell replied, "Thank you for the compliment."Selena added, "Ave went to the opposite store."Russell glanced at his suit, his eyes flickering briefly before he went back to change out of it. Then he headed to the trendy store across the way.Aveline had already picked out an outfit. She said to Russell, "Mr. Skyler, this set suits your style perfectly."Russell smiled. "But I thought the suit looked pretty good too."Aveline asked, "Do you like suits?"Russell replied, "I can wear anything."Aveline said, "Try this outfit, then."Russell agreed. "Alright."Selena walked over leisurely and, looking at Aveline, leaned in to say, "Y
Jolie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the dimly lit cabin. The sharp, handsome features of the man before her were so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath. His lips, carrying his familiar scent, gently traced hers, as if torn between waking her and letting her sleep. Her breath hitched, a brief moment of confusion washing over her. Gavin noticed and, in response, pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "Did I wake you?" "You did that on purpose," Jolie replied, her voice soft and husky from sleep. "Mm." Gavin didn’t deny it, his tone unapologetic as he leaned down to kiss her again. Still groggy, Jolie found herself caught off guard, his lips capturing hers with a growing intensity. By the time she realized what was happening, he had deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and tangling with hers in an intoxicating rhythm. Her breath quickened, and she instinctively pushed against him. Gavin pulled back, only to trail kisses along her cheek and down her neck, his
The night air was cool, a gentle breeze slipping through the car window and lifting the strands of hair framing her face. They fluttered across her vision, briefly distracting her, yet she could still clearly see his eyes. At that moment, the unease and uncertainty stirring in her chest melted away, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calm. It felt as though there was nothing he couldn’t handle. As long as he wanted to. Jolie smiled softly and said, "Alright." When they arrived at the private airstrip, the captain came forward to exchange a few words with Gavin. Standing nearby, Jolie watched and couldn’t resist asking, "How long will you be staying?" Gavin glanced at her. "How long do you want me to stay?" The overly intimate tone of his words, spoken with such casual ease, caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed immediately—especially since there were others around to hear it. Lowering her gaze shyly, she murmured, "You can stay as long as you want." She turned he
Gavin looked at her, his gaze steady, and replied in a calm voice, "You’ve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolie’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse momentarily thrown off rhythm. What was this feeling? It was as if someone was spoiling her, cherishing her unconditionally. Even though it was just a simple conversation, it carried a warmth she couldn’t ignore. For a moment, she realized that what she once thought was affection and care had been nothing but an illusion. A smile unconsciously curved on her lips as her eyes lit up. "Does this mean I can walk around Larbor City like I own the place?" Gavin raised an eyebrow. "Are you a crab?" Jolie burst into laughter, her mood instantly lifted by his quick-witted remark. Her earlier irritation dissipated, replaced by lightheartedness. Whether or not he meant it, the fact that he sided with her made her happy. "I’m full. Should we head out?" she asked, her appetite long gone after everything that had happened earlier.
The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face. "You hit me?" Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!" Ian had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!" Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost." She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave. Before she could take a step, Ian grabbed her arm roughly. "Jolie, you’re not leaving without apologizing! I don’t think I’ve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn’t we?" "Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her. Ian tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain. "Jolie, yo
Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. "Get up first. We can talk properly."Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock."Why did you hit me?" The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. "Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into—his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie—made him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off. The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group. He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends." So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow. Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind. The food arrived qui
The reason it wasn’t the same was simple—her plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasn’t something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just don’t want any unnecessary complications. Since you’ve already arranged the flight, let’s just leave directly."Gavin’s dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn’t press the issue.It was clear she didn’t want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her.The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends."Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.Jolie p
Gavin suddenly recalled Wilfried's words, "That girl doesn’t even like you."Lowering his gaze slightly, Gavin pushed the thought aside without explanation, his expression remaining cool and indifferent as he watched her. After Jolie finished looking through the photos, she turned to him and asked, "Why do you have pictures of all these women?" "My father brought them over," Gavin replied. "Oh." Jolie nodded knowingly and didn’t press further. It was easy enough to figure out—the Cooper family obviously wanted him to consider an arranged marriage, so they sent over these photos for him to choose from. She could understand that. In fact, she even helped him look through them, just in case one of these women turned out to be a good match for him. After all, their relationship wasn’t meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, they’d part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolie’s first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity about the place.No, to be precise, it was her first time stepping into any corporate office. The Quin family also had company, but she had never visited, nor had Daisy or Terence ever asked her to.The private elevator for the CEO was stunningly opulent, its polished surface gleaming like a mirror, perfectly reflecting their images. Jolie’s heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, there’s no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "I’m not nervous."The elevator moved swiftly, and as they neared the executive office, Jolie adjusted her cap and mask, pulling them snugly to hide her face as much as possible.Meanwhile, near the adjacent employee elevator, Rosalie was holding a stack of files, ready to head downstairs.She froze the moment she s