"Lucas, are you out of your mind?" Aveline was speechless.She had done nothing, and yet he was suggesting arranging a room for her with another man. Was he out of his mind?Lucas stared at her intensely for a long time before saying, "Aveline, you can't accept another man, nor can you love another man. If I find out, you might not die, but that man will wish he was dead."His tone was serious, a grave warning. The possessiveness in his eyes was utterly undisguised.Aveline pressed her lips together, her gaze complicated as she looked at him. If he had shown this behavior before, she would have been overjoyed. But after everything that had happened, hearing these words from him only left her feeling indifferent.She lowered her eyes slightly. "Can I go wash up now? I've been busy all day, and I'm really tired."Lucas looked at her for another moment before finally letting her go.Aveline walked towards the bathroom.Lucas called a servant to clean up the ruined cake.When Aveline came
Aveline's mind was truly in turmoil. Soon, the sound of running water from the bathroom came, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Gradually, she relaxed, hugging herself.Just as she was about to fall asleep, the bed beside her dipped, and Lucas, his body slightly cool and damp from the shower, lay down next to her, hugging her tightly.Aveline didn't move or struggle.Lucas kissed her shoulder. "Good night, my wife."Aveline's eyelashes trembled, but she still didn't respond....The next day.When Aveline arrived at work, she saw that Sidney was already there. He was wearing a clean white shirt, looking bright and handsome, exuding the energy of a young man.Zoe was chatting with him, and Sidney was smiling as he answered her.Seeing Aveline, Sidney immediately stood up and walked over. "Good morning, Miss Young!"Aveline gave a faint smile. "We're colleagues now, you can call me Aveline."Sidney, a bit embarrassed, rubbed his nose. "Aveline.""Yes, good morning." Aveline no
Lucas didn't hang up after speaking. She could hear the sound of him getting out of the car, followed by the hurried footsteps.Aveline gripped her phone tightly, her hand repeatedly pressing the close button. This time, the elevator doors finally closed.Her heart, which had been in her throat, suddenly eased."The elevator doors closed," Aveline said, realizing her legs had gone weak."Don't get out until you reach the first floor," Lucas instructed."Okay," Aveline replied, keeping the call connected.Fortunately, the elevator soon reached the first floor. By then, the building was empty.When the elevator doors opened, she saw Lucas standing at the entrance and rushed out to him.Lucas immediately embraced her, his voice soothing. "It's okay. I'll find out what happened."Wrapped in his cool scent, Aveline finally relaxed, but a wave of lingering fear washed over her. Her nose tingled, and tears threatened to fall, but she held them back.Lucas held her as they left the building. O
Barbara's words left everyone in the living room stunned.Lucas's expression grew tense as he knelt in front of Barbara, asking, "Grandma, do you remember things now?"Barbara reached out and touched his head. "Of course I remember. I'm not senile. Weren't you planning to marry Sophia? Why didn't you bring her along today?"Lucas sensed something was wrong. Pointing to Aveline, he asked, "Do you remember her?"Barbara looked in Aveline's direction and shook her head. "No, who is she? Is she a new servant in the house?"Aveline felt as if she had been slapped hard. Previously, when Barbara was confused, she often mistook Sophia for a servant and treated her exceptionally well. Now, it was the opposite.Lucas stood up and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."Barbara frowned, her old face full of confusion. "Why go to the hospital? I feel fine."Lucas insisted, "Just a check-up. Please listen to me."Barbara was reluctant, but no one could stop Lucas once he made up his mind.Barbara wa
Lucas' face showed a hint of complexity as he calmly said, "It's hard to say for now; we'll wait for the doctor's results."Aveline nodded, acknowledging that there was nothing more they could do at the moment.Frederick glanced harshly at Aveline before turning to Lucas and saying, "Your grandmother's condition seems to have improved. You know her wishes—she just wants to see you and Sophia get married. You brought Sophia to her in the first place, and now with her request, you can't refuse."Yvonne interjected, "Frederick, but Lucas and Aveline have a good relationship. Isn't this a bit unfair to them?""Hah!" Frederick sneered. "A good relationship? Hasn't Aveline been wanting a divorce all this time? This is the perfect opportunity to finalize it, so neither of them has to waste more time."Yvonne immediately looked at Aveline with concern, worried she might be hurt by these words.Aveline, however, acted as if she hadn't heard, standing in the corner with her eyes downcast, her li
The next day.The two of them went to the hospital.Barbara had already had her breakfast, with Yvonne sitting by her side, chatting."Grandma."Lucas walked in, calling softly.Seeing him, Barbara's wrinkled face immediately lit up with a smile."Lucas, you’re here." Barbara grasped his hand and, looking at his handsome face, suddenly said, "Lucas, you seem different. You look more mature."Lucas' lips curved into a faint smile. "Isn't it good to be more mature?"Barbara nodded. "Good, of course, but I still miss the younger you, carefree, always following Leo around with a pout. Only Leo spoiled you. If it had been anyone else, they would've given you a good beating."Lucas’ smile froze momentarily.Barbara then noticed Aveline and asked, "Why is she here again?"Lucas said, "Grandma, she's my wife, Aveline."Aveline looked at Barbara. "Grandma."Barbara's brow furrowed immediately, releasing Lucas' hand. "Weren't you supposed to marry Sophia? I thought that girl was very reliable. W
Leaving the hospital, Lucas looked at Aveline. "Don't overthink it. She just lost her memory from the past two years."Aveline glanced at him and asked, "What if Grandma insists you marry Sophia?"Lucas stared at her deeply. "Aveline, you better get rid of that idea. I won't divorce you."Aveline couldn't help but sigh. "Actually, getting a divorce isn't a bad thing. I...""Shut up!"Lucas glared at her irritably. "Didn't you understand what I said? If you mention divorce again, I won't hesitate to lock you up!"His eyes darkened with a fierce glint, and a cold chill surrounded him.Aveline paused and stopped talking because she knew he meant it.She turned and walked away, her face growing colder.Lucas watched her retreating figure, his lips pressed into a straight line.He opened the car door and got in, his expression darkening even more.Just then, his phone rang. He took it out and saw it was a call from Maria."Speak."Maria was startled by his cold tone and swallowed hard. "Bos
Aveline looked at Barbara in astonishment. She never expected that the once kind and even doting old lady would now look at her with such cold eyes and malicious suspicion. A wave of heartache washed over her. She realized that being hurt by someone close could be just as painful as Lucas's betrayal.She pressed her lips together, then took out her phone and dialed Lucas's number."Hello?"The call was quickly answered, and the man's cool, magnetic voice came through.Aveline said, "Grandma has something to discuss with us. Come to the hospital."Lucas asked, "What's going on?"Aveline replied, "You'll know when you get here." With that, she hung up the phone. Discussing the divorce should be done in front of both of them. What use was it to just talk to her? She wanted the divorce, but Lucas wouldn't agree, and Barbara didn't believe her. What had she done wrong to be treated like this?Aveline sat down on the sofa, her eyes downcast, no longer looking at Barbara. Her personality
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