He gave her what she wanted; she should be happy. But just now, her expression didn't seem pleased. Why?Lucas grew more irritated the more he thought about it. Just then, his phone rang. It was Desmond. "Mr. Tudor, Mr. Hang has arrived.""Okay, I'll be back right away." Lucas replied coldly, then hung up. He cast a long look in the direction of Aveline's house before turning the car around and leaving....In the evening, when Selena arrived, Aveline had already prepared four dishes, with two more and a soup still cooking."Ave, there’s so much food!" Selena exclaimed excitedly, hugging her and rubbing against her.Aveline said, "It's alright. Go wait outside; it'll be ready soon."Selena replied, "Okay, I brought some alcohol."Aveline sighed, "I can't drink it; I took cold medicine."Selena was surprised. "You’re sick? But you look fine."Aveline answered, "You'll see why I look fine in a bit."Selena went outside, and soon after, Aveline brought out two plates of food. The soup was
"Bring me some medicine, something's wrong with me."With that, the call abruptly ended. Aveline stared at her phone, puzzled by the sudden disconnection, her brows furrowing.Did he really dial the wrong number?Didn't he hear her speak?Aveline pressed her lips together and called Desmond."Hello, Miss Young."The call connected quickly, and she could hear a faint background noise on his end."Mr. Blake, Mr. Tudor called me by mistake just now. He asked for you to bring him some medicine. Can you go to him?""I'm afraid that's not possible," Desmond replied directly. "I'm on a business trip and already at the airport. Miss Young, could you deliver the medicine for me? I can tell you the name of the medication; you can get it from any pharmacy."Aveline's brows knit tighter. "You're on a business trip?""Yes," Desmond confirmed, and she could faintly hear airport announcements in the background."Miss Young, I'll send you the name of the medicine. Mr. Tudor's condition is quite distre
Aveline was stunned! What was going on with him? Was he not fully conscious?She began to struggle violently, but the disparity in strength between them became evident. Her struggles only seemed to provoke him further. He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and pinned them above her head.His scorching breath trailed down from her lips, sending a chill across her chest, quickly followed by heat and wetness.Aveline's eyes widened. "Lucas, what are you doing?"Wasn't he supposed to be sick? Yet, he seemed so full of energy. Or did he mistake her for another woman?Sophia?The thought pierced her heart, and she fiercely kneed him.All of Lucas's movements stopped, his heavy body collapsing on top of her."Get up!" Aveline twisted uncomfortably beneath him.In response, Lucas bit down angrily on her collarbone. "Aveline, do you want to live as a widow?"So, he knew who she was? But..."Are you mistaken? We're about to get divorced. How could I be a widow?" Aveline's breathing was err
"Ave, sleep a little longer," a familiar, affectionate voice sounded behind her. The man’s chin gently nuzzled the top of her head.Aveline froze.This was how they used to be.When she woke up early in the morning, Lu would be like this—gentle and clingy, saying such things.Aveline lay there in a daze, unable to distinguish the past from the present.How could she tell them apart?Because whether it was the past or now, the one saying these words was always Lu.Her heart ached with bitterness, but she bit her finger and didn’t get up.She still craved this embrace.She craved his warmth, his scent, everything about him.She wished time could freeze at this moment—no divorce, no Sophia, no Tudor family drama...Just them, as they used to be....When she woke up again, Aveline immediately met Lucas's playful gaze.Her expression stiffened. "Why are you staring at me like that?"It was early in the morning and quite unsettling.Lucas's voice was deep. "Why are you here?"Aveline looked
Lucas suddenly stopped, her gaze making him uncomfortable."I really don't understand what you're thinking," Aveline asked softly. "Are we getting divorced or not?"Lucas's lips tightened abruptly. He got up from the bed and headed straight to the bathroom.Aveline closed her eyes and let out a long sigh.Let's not do this.If they were going to divorce, it should be straightforward.It would be easier for both of them.When Lucas came out, Aveline was gone. She hadn't even stayed for breakfast.She had only sent him a message on WhatsApp, “I'll be waiting for you at the lawyer’s office.”Lucas's face looked as if it was covered in frost, his entire demeanor icy and intimidating.The housekeeper came out, looked around, and asked in confusion, "Mr. Lucas, did Miss Young leave?"The housekeeper knew Aveline had come last night but had been informed not to disturb them. He had expected to see her this morning but found no one.Lucas put away his phone, his expression even colder. "Do you
"Mr. Tudor went to Labor City for his business trip."Aveline responded, "Send me his detailed itinerary.""Alright, no problem."Desmond agreed and hung up. Shortly after, he sent Lucas' work schedule to Aveline.Aveline glanced at it and immediately booked a flight. Without hesitation, she headed straight to the airport.It only took three hours to fly from Cloudflare City to Labor City.Once she found Lucas, they could find another lawyer to handle the divorce proceedings and then return, without wasting much time.The two cities were close, with similar climates. After landing, Aveline took a taxi directly to the hotel where Lucas was staying. She booked a room and sat in the lobby, waiting for him to appear.This jerk wasn't answering her calls.Ha!Did he think he could avoid her by going on a business trip?Impossible!Aveline waited for a long time. The sky outside darkened before Lucas' tall figure finally appeared at the entrance.Her eyelids felt heavy, but when she saw him,
Lucas' room was on the 9th floor. Just as the elevator was about to reach the 7th floor, he suddenly canceled the 7th-floor command."What are you doing?" Aveline frowned, asking immediately.Lucas replied, "Everyone here knows we're married. It wouldn't be appropriate to sleep in separate rooms."Aveline retorted, "I doubt anyone cares about your private life."Lucas said, "Just in case."By the time Aveline reached for the 7th-floor button, it was too late; the elevator had already stopped on the 9th floor. Her expression darkened.Lucas walked out of the elevator and went far ahead before Aveline finally stepped out. However, she didn't follow him. Instead, she headed toward the stairwell.Seeing this, Lucas tugged at his tie and called out, "Aveline."She paused. "What?"She didn't turn around, so she didn't see the deep, dark look in his eyes.Lucas sighed almost imperceptibly and said, "There’s no major conflict between us. Can't we just get along peacefully?"Aveline's hand clen
She wondered if Sophia knew how much of a jerk he was.No, he wouldn't be like this around Sophia. He cherished her too much to ever wrong her.But to Aveline...She was nothing.Lucas stared at the closed door, the frustration in his chest growing. He took a large gulp of water as if it could ease his irritation.She used to be different.Why couldn't they just get along as they did before, since they weren't divorced yet?An hour passed.There was a knock on Aveline's door.Groggily, she got up and opened it, seeing Lucas already dressed in a suit, looking at her with a calm expression. "It's time to head to the dinner."Her hair was down, and her delicate features looked fresh and soft, with a touch of confusion. The sharpness seemed to have faded, leaving a gentler side.It reminded him of how she used to be, and his heart softened unexpectedly."I don't have a dress," Aveline said with a yawn.She was truly exhausted. She had traveled non-stop from Cloudflare City to Labor City an