Lucas didn't understand why his grandmother suddenly brought up this issue, but he could only endure it silently."I understand, Grandma. I'll treat my wife well."Barbara huffed. "That's more like it."With that, she released Lucas' ear, which was already red from being twisted.Aveline, hiding behind a nearby bush, saw this scene and pressed her lips together. At first, she was pleased. But her mood quickly turned somber.After all, Barbara was Lucas' grandmother. Even if she scolded him, she wouldn't let anything really happen to him. The things she said—Aveline didn't believe them, and she doubted Lucas did either.Forget it.There was no point.Just as Aveline was about to turn and leave, a gentle voice called out, "Madam Barbara."Aveline's body stiffened. She turned and saw Sophia walking in from the entrance.She wore a beige long dress that reached her ankles, but her prosthetic leg was still noticeable. Her hair was draped over her shoulders, her light makeup was elegant, and
"My granddaughter-in-law!"Barbara seemed to remember Aveline, reaching out to her joyfully. "Where did you go? Did you not want to play with me anymore?"Aveline walked over and took her hand. "No, we agreed before. I would hide, and you would teach him a lesson."Barbara was momentarily confused but then nodded. "Yes, yes, Lucas bullied you, so I taught him a lesson."Lucas's dark gaze fixed on Aveline. "Did you come here to complain to Grandma?"Aveline raised an eyebrow. "So, what if I did?"Lucas' expression darkened further.Barbara didn't hesitate to smack him again. "I just told you, and you've already forgotten? Why are you glaring at your wife?"Lucas fell silent.Aveline turned to Barbara. "Grandma, you're so good to me."Barbara laughed cheerfully. "I like you, so of course I'm good to you. Try this, our housekeeper made these new snacks. They're delicious."She picked up a piece and held it to Aveline's lips.Aveline paused for a moment, glancing at Sophia. As expected, So
Aveline turned to Barbara. "Grandma, he's bullying me again."Without hesitation, Barbara raised her hand and smacked Lucas, not holding back at all.Lucas fell silent.His face was expressionless, but his gaze was so intense it seemed like he wanted to burn a hole through Aveline.Barbara scolded, "Lucas, it seems you never learn. If you keep bullying your wife, I'll tell her to leave you!"Lucas closed his eyes, suppressing his emotions.Aveline smiled smugly and then turned to Barbara. "Grandma, are you tired? Do you want to rest?"Barbara shook her head. "I'm not tired. I still want to play."But as she said this, she yawned.Seeing this, Aveline immediately said, "Let's go to your room and play. I'll tell you a story.""Okay," Barbara agreed eagerly at the mention of a story.Aveline walked over, nudged Lucas aside, and pushed the wheelchair towards the small building.Lucas stared at her back, his eyes dark and brooding."Lucas." Sophia's voice was soft and muffled as she approac
Aveline turned to Sophia. "Miss Winter, do you really believe this jerk? He can't even protect you and needs to use me as a cover. Don't you find that ridiculous?"Unfortunately, she had overheard the entire conversation.She was speechless after hearing Lucas' shameless words.He really did love Sophia!Loved her enough to drag an innocent person like her into this mess.All her fears, her nightmares in the middle of the night, they were all caused by him!If he didn't want her to have peace, then no one would have peace!After all, she was alone and had nothing to lose, but maybe she could take them down with her!A wave of bitterness grew in Aveline's heart, and she began to resent Lucas.Sophia's gaze turned cold. "Miss Young, if you don't know the whole story, don't speak carelessly. The Tudor family might seem glamorous, but Lucas has had a tough time these past years. I can't help him much, but I hope you won't make things harder for him."Aveline sneered. "Afraid I'll cause tro
Lucas was stunned.He raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but Aveline avoided his touch."Don't touch me," she said, wiping her face hurriedly.Lucas swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on her. "Aveline, you..."He seemed to want to say something, but the words wouldn't come. He just stared at her, feeling a constricting pain in his chest. Seeing the hurt and sadness in her eyes, he felt lost and panicked.Aveline sniffled. "Lucas, let's divorce, okay? You have so many capable people around you who can protect Sophia. I just want a peaceful life, one without you."Lucas' lips pressed into a straight line.What would his life be like without her?Memories of the past year, the moments they shared, flashed through his mind.She appeared to be simple.But was she really as simple as she seemed?When she found out his identity, why did she refuse to divorce?Suppressing the emotions churning in his eyes, Lucas straightened up, closed the passenger door, and let the cold wind blow away his c
Seeing the person outside, Aveline froze.Why was he here?Clutching the baseball bat tighter, she turned around and walked away.There was no way she was opening that door. Not now, not ever.Just seeing this man annoyed her.Aveline went into the kitchen and made a simple plate of pasta, then grabbed her tablet and started watching a TV show.She was completely absorbed in the show, not caring at all about the person outside her door.About an hour later, the doorbell rang again.Assuming it was still Lucas, she ignored it and went about her evening routine, preparing to go to bed.But this time, the doorbell kept ringing persistently.Feeling irritated, Aveline stomped over to the door and yanked it open. "Can you stop—"But her words caught in her throat when she saw two uniformed police officers standing there."What’s going on?" she asked, bewildered.The officers exchanged glances and stepped aside, revealing Lucas sitting on the ground. One officer pointed to him and asked, "Is
"Ave," Lucas' hot breath brushed against her neck, causing a tingling sensation that felt like an electric current.Aveline struggled even harder. "Lucas, let go of me!"Had he ignored everything she said before? Couldn’t he just let this month pass peacefully? Why was he here again, making her think he actually cared?The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She struggled more fiercely, but Lucas only held her tighter, his breath searing her skin.Suddenly, Aveline bit down on his shoulder with all her might, tears streaming down her face.Lucas paused but didn't release her, letting her bite him.When Aveline finally tired, her breathing was heavy. "What do you mean by this?"Lucas just held her, saying nothing.Aveline exhaled slowly and reached for his phone."What are you doing with my phone, Ave?" Lucas asked, his voice muffled.Aveline didn’t respond. She found his phone, used his finger to unlock it, and started dialing Sophia’s number.Seeing this, Lucas immediat
Aveline closed her eyes for a moment, then suddenly spoke softly, "Okay, no divorce. Get up, and I'll make you some sobering tea."Lucas stopped mumbling and looked up at her, trying to discern if she was telling the truth.Aveline gazed at him calmly.After a long pause, Lucas lightly brushed his nose against hers. "Really no divorce?""Yes."Aveline forced herself to remain calm, suppressing the fluttering in her heart.Lucas seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and released her.Aveline stood up and walked straight to the kitchen.Lucas rubbed his forehead."Lucas, the sobering tea is ready."Aveline's voice came from the kitchen.Lucas froze. That was quick?He looked up, and in the next second, a basin of cold water was thrown over him.Lucas squeezed his eyes shut, letting the water flow down his body, soaking the sofa and the carpet.Aveline's voice was cold. "Are you sober now?"Did he think that getting drunk and acting crazy would make her forget everything that had happened?S
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