"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
Lucas ignored her words, and Aveline closed her eyes, giving up on struggling.She had given up struggling long ago.She couldn't break free.If she kept struggling, she was sure he would leave her exhausted on the bed.Sleep overtook her, and Aveline closed her eyes.Lucas' kisses traveled to her ears, and as he gazed at her closed eyelids, his expression became more complex and deep.The water on his body had been replaced by sweat. He stared at her swollen lips from his kisses and suddenly grabbed her chin to kiss her again.Aveline, who had finally fallen asleep, was awakened once more."Mmm... you bastard," Aveline mumbled, pushing him weakly, but he didn't budge.Lucas deepened the kiss, his actions deliberate, as if he wanted to merge her into his own body.Maybe this way, she wouldn't say things that made him angry or talk about divorce so casually.The next morning.When Aveline woke up, Lucas was no longer in the room.The chaotic memories of the previous night lingered in he
Selena immediately spoke up, "Hey, do you know about first come, first served? I saw that necklace first!"Sophia blinked, a smile spreading across her face as she looked at Aveline. "Perhaps you should ask Miss Young if she understands first come, first served.""You!"Selena was furious, pointing at Sophia's nose. "Why are you putting on a show? Do you think Aveline cares about this? You should be talking to the one who refuses to divorce, not taking it out on Aveline!"Sophia's smile only grew. "Miss Quin, don't you know? The reason Lucas hasn't divorced Miss Young is to protect me. As long as Miss Young carries the title of Mrs. Tudor, I won’t be in danger.”"Shameless!"Selena was about to explode and turned to the silent, stern-faced man. "Is what she said true? Is that really what you're thinking?"Lucas, dressed in a black suit and exuding an air of cold elegance, looked at Selena with his emotionless eyes. "It's just a necklace. Resorting to shouting when you can't get what yo
Lucas' lips pressed into a straight line, his eyes fixed on Aveline. "You're not going to apologize?"Aveline felt a wave of pressure settle over her heart.She feared nothing and had no attachments, but Selena was different.She could hold her own against Sophia, but when Lucas spoke, she was instantly at a disadvantage.She was clearly not the favored one.The defiance in Aveline's eyes faded, replaced by a trace of self-mockery and bitterness."Lucas, are you sure you want to do this?"To humiliate her again and again?To make her feel utterly ashamed and humiliated?Lucas' voice was low and magnetic, his tone cool and detached. "What do you think?"Aveline closed her eyes, then nodded. "Fine, I understand."She turned to Sophia, about to apologize, but Selena stopped her."Ave, don't bow to people like them. I'm not apologizing. Let's see if he can really do anything to me!"Selena wrapped her arm around Aveline's shoulder. "Come on, we don't need that stupid necklace. I'll get you
Lucas' eyes darkened momentarily, then he said, "I'll have someone take you home."Sophia nodded. "Alright."The driver arrived quickly, and after ensuring Sophia was in the car, Lucas took out his phone and made a call."Find a time to catch Selena."...After finishing their steaks, Aveline and Selena wandered around the night market, their moods significantly lifted.Aveline linked arms with Selena and sighed. "Selena, maybe you should go abroad."Selena shook her head. "No way, I'm staying here to keep you company and protect you from that jerk."Aveline joked, "Maybe I should marry you instead."Selena laughed. "Yes, yes, yes!"Aveline smiled."Fancy seeing you here."A playful voice interrupted them. They turned to see Russell, with his signature blue hair, smiling as he approached.Aveline was surprised. "Mr. Skyler, you're here too?"Russell replied, "I'm a regular here. The pasta over there is great. Mention my name and you'll get a discount."Aveline teased, "Really? I might
Aveline looked at her. "I want you to take back what you said."Selena shook Aveline's arm, pleading, "Ave, please, come on, please..."Aveline couldn't resist Selena's pleading, and her heart softened. "Alright."Selena beamed with joy and turned to Russell. "When does it start?"Russell replied, "No rush, I'll come find you in a bit. You two enjoy yourselves for now."With that, he turned and left.Selena and Aveline sat in the best seats, and the waiter began bringing over drinks and fruit platters.Aveline held her glass, looking at the brightly colored drink inside. "I suddenly regret this."Wasn't this just asking for trouble?She already had enough problems, and if she got Russell involved, things could get even messier.Selena said, "Ave, you're overthinking it. It's just a dance. When was the last time you danced?"Aveline sighed. "I'm not up to it anymore, I'm too old for this."Selena laughed. "Just do it to make me happy."Aveline gave her a resigned look. "It's too late to
Aaron jumped back in surprise, quickly pulling his hand away. "Whoa, what's with that expression? Are you looking to sign with my company too?"Lucas glared at the two on stage for a long moment before shifting his gaze to the front-row seats. "Brian."Brian immediately stepped forward. "Yes, Mr. Tudor."Lucas said coldly, "Take Selena to the private room."With that, he turned and headed toward the staircase.Brian nodded and walked toward the front-row seats.Aaron was stunned. "Wait, what's going on? Who's Selena? Why are you grabbing her? Lucas, don't just walk away, answer me."...Selena was clapping enthusiastically, her voice hoarse from cheering, her face glowing with excitement. This was incredible! The chemistry between Russell and Aveline on the dance floor was electric. She was all in on this pairing!Just then, a young man with a serious expression approached her. "Miss Quin, Miss Young is waiting for you backstage."Selena blinked. "Why did she go backstage?"The young m
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