"What's this? Do we have to call you several times before you'll come to eat?" Lucas' deep, magnetic voice sounded from behind her.Aveline opened her eyes and looked at him. "Lucas, have I ever done anything to wrong you?"Lucas frowned. "What are you talking about?"Aveline gave a bitter smile. "Why can't you even give me a single smile anymore?"Lucas's thin lips pressed into a hard line.Aveline walked towards him. "Do you really hate me so much just because I won't divorce you?”Her eyes shimmered as she gazed into his dark eyes, trying to find a trace of herself in them.She found it, but his eyes no longer held affection, only coldness.He felt responsible for Sophia.Her year of devotion, all those beautiful moments, now felt like a joke.Lucas watched the light in her eyes extinguish. Then he heard her say, "Fine, I agree to the divorce."There was no point in keeping this version of Lucas around. She only loved the gentle, caring Lu, who saw her as his whole world.However, L
As her body was lifted, Aveline instinctively clung to him, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.What did this mean?Lucas ignored her gaze, placing her in the car before taking out a simple first aid kit and attending to her injured feet.Aveline watched his actions, feeling a bit dazed, almost as if she were seeing Lu again.He was Lu."Lu...""Don't get the wrong idea." Lucas's deep voice cut her off. "I just don’t want to deal with anything unnecessary that would make you change your mind about the divorce.”His words felt like a sudden splash of cold water, extinguishing the tiny flicker of hope in her heart.So that was the reason.He was afraid she would change her mind.Ha!She pulled her foot back. "Don't worry. I won't take back what I said."However, he held her delicate ankle firmly, making her unable to move.In her struggle, her skirt rode up, revealing her smooth, slender legs, creating a tantalizingly partial view.Lucas's gaze traveled down her long legs. From his
Lucas's breathing deepened, his eyes fixed on her with unreadable emotions.Aveline turned away, holding her shoes, and walked forward step by step."Get in the car," he called out again from behind.A flicker of bitterness crossed Aveline's eyes. "You can't possibly be thinking of not getting a divorce, right?"If he were, he would be letting down Sophia, who had saved him and had a prosthetic leg because of it."This is Tudor territory. If someone sees you limping out of here, it won't be good for the Tudor family's reputation," Lucas said coldly.Aveline's long eyelashes trembled, she found it somewhat laughable that she had thought he might change his mind about the divorce."Aveline, you asked me if I hated you before. I don’t," he answered her earlier question.Aveline's fingers tightened, then she turned and got into the car.Seeing her return brought an inexplicable sense of relief to Lucas.Composing himself, he got into the driver's seat.Through the rearview mirror, he saw h
The next day.At ten in the morning, Aveline's phone rang. She glanced at it and ignored the call.Jack Potter, the foreman at the construction site, was updating her on the current situation, and she took notes diligently.By noon, she finally had a moment to sit down and rest. She took a sip of water and then checked her phone.Eighteen missed calls.All from Lucas.Ha!She let out a soft laugh and was about to call him back when the nineteenth call came through."Hello?""Aveline, are you messing with me?" His voice came through, cold and filled with suppressed anger. She could hear his heavy breathing.If he were in front of her right now, he might just tear her apart.Aveline's tone was cheerful. "Lucas, how does it feel to be toyed with?"He had regained his memory and could speak, yet he kept it from her, pretending to be the same as before. How long would he have continued the charade if she hadn't found out? Was he silently mocking her as he watched her use sign language with
Strange, why was there nobody around during the midday break? Aveline panicked, her face tensing up."Stop!" "I saw her company ID. She must be from DK Group!""Get her! We must demand justice!"The people behind her caught up in a rush. Aveline became even more anxious and ran in one direction, but the next moment, she stumbled and fell forward, barely managing to steady herself. It was impossible to run anymore.A dozen or so people confronted Aveline with aggressive momentum."Who are you?"Aveline steadied her emotions and looked at them with her beautiful eyes.Paul Thial, the man with a full beard, said, "My brother, Peter Thial, was working here and got his leg broken. I see you're from DK Group. You must give us an explanation!"Aveline frowned. "I understand your concern about your brother's accident, but someone else should handle this matter."Paul waved his hand. "Handle what? Those from DK Group didn’t care about my brother’s condition at all! They just compensated a few
Lucas stared at her for a long moment before he sat back down. "I was thinking about it, but seeing you like this, bullying an injured person isn't my style."Aveline tugged at the corners of her lips. "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Tudor."A fake gratitude. A fake conversation.It felt like a transparent wall had sprung up between them. They could see and touch each other, but the connection they once had was gone.It had all changed since he had initiated the divorce.Lucas felt inexplicably irritable. He reached up and loosened his collar. "Take a few days to rest. Let someone else handle the project for now."Aveline asked, "Does this count as a workplace injury?"Lucas looked at her but said nothing.Aveline continued, "Workplace injuries require compensation, right? I don't mind getting a few tens of thousands. You know my account number, just transfer it directly."Lucas didn’t reply to her remarks.Had this woman become money-obsessed since she asked for a divorce?First,
Aveline closed her eyes, her head pounding with pain. The sky outside had already turned dark, and she turned to look out the window, her gaze gradually becoming hollow.It was all pretty meaningless, really.Just then, her phone rang. When she saw the caller ID, her eyes lit up."Selena!""Hey, my dear, guess where I am?" Selena Quin’s cheerful voice came through the phone.Aveline guessed, "Cloudflare City?""Correct! I'm right downstairs at your place. Aren't you going to come down and welcome me?" Selena laughed.Aveline replied, "Oh, my princess, I'm afraid I can't. I got injured at work and am in the hospital."Selena’s tone immediately turned serious. "Send me the address, right now!"Hearing her sudden seriousness, Aveline couldn't help but smile. "Alright."She sent the address, and less than half an hour later, the door to her hospital room was pushed open. A beautiful woman with bold, alluring features rushed in."Ave, what happened? How did you get hurt at work? Why are yo
Aveline's lips tightened as she dialed Selena's number, but it kept going unanswered.They had just parted ways not long ago, so why would she go to Moonlight Tower?Recalling what she had said earlier, Aveline's breathing grew heavy. Confronting Lucas was definitely something she would do.Not daring to overthink, she hurried out and hailed a taxi to Moonlight Tower.Entering quickly, she found the lobby in disarray, shattered glass everywhere, as if there had just been a robbery."Where's Selena?" Aveline grabbed a waiter, asking urgently.The waiter pointed to a private room down the corridor. "In there."Aveline hurried over and pushed open the door, finding Selena being held by two bodyguards, her face flushed with anger."Let go of me!" She was still struggling incessantly.On the sofa, Lucas's expression was grim, his white shirt stained with blood, and his dark eyes staring lifelessly at Selena.His right sleeve was rolled up to his elbow, revealing a wound on his arm, while
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