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
Aveline looked over, puzzled, and asked, "What's this?"Lucas replied, "You're my wife. If you look too plain, people will think I'm treating you poorly."He took out a pair of earrings and said to her, "Come here."“Fine,” She thought, “Who doesn't like diamonds?”As Aveline stood up, she asked, "Are these mine?""Yes," Lucas replied, catching the sparkle in her eyes.Aveline quickened her pace and reached out her hand, "I'll do it myself."Lucas, however, said, "There's no mirror, you can't see."Saying this, he lifted her hair and leaned in to put on the earrings.The diamond earrings were teardrop-shaped, perfectly cut, and sparkled beautifully under the light. Her earlobes, with a hint of pink, were delicate and the earrings easily slipped through the holes. His fingers lingered as he pinched her earlobe before picking up the other earring.They were very close, and his breath seemed to graze her skin, feeling warm and slightly ticklish.The earrings were quickly put on, and next
The banquet was held in a villa estate.A red carpet stretched from inside the estate all the way to the entrance, with vehicles stopping at the end of the red carpet, and elegantly dressed people stepping out of the cars.Lucas' car soon stopped as well. Aveline reached out to open the door, but he held her back."What are you doing?"She looked at him in confusion.Lucas, slightly exasperated, said, "Wait a moment. You need to take my arm. We can't let people see that we're not getting along."Aveline asked, "Is that really necessary?"Lucas replied, "We are a married couple.""Oh, add money," Aveline said bluntly.Lucas responded, "Are you making a living out of this?"Aveline laughed. "You just realized that?"Lucas gave her a deep look and said, "We'll settle it when we get back."Aveline wanted to say more, but at that moment, the car door opened, and she had to keep quiet.She couldn't continue the argument; if he got upset, her path to wealth would be cut off.Lucas got out of
Seeing the delicious food in front of her, Aveline's eyes lit up.She picked up a few snacks and quietly ate them in the nearby lounge area.Several women had already started chatting over there.Since they were talking about Larbor City, Aveline wasn't interested because she didn't know much about it."Hey, have you seen Mr. Lucas? He's the third son of Frederick Tudor from Cloudflare City, the one who was in a coma and then went missing for a year.""Yeah, I saw him. I heard his childhood friend saved him, but her leg got broken. Then he lost his memory and was found by another woman. When she found out who he was, she refused to divorce him.""Hah! That's the Tudor family. If you can hold on to Mr. Lucas, you can rise to the top. Who would want a divorce?""Isn't his childhood friend pitiful? She saved him, broke her leg, and she still couldn’t be with him. That woman must be shameless, clinging to a man who doesn't love her."Aveline was speechless.Listening to their conversation,
Aveline paused for a moment, then looked at her and said, "Thank you."Judy smiled. "You're welcome. Follow me."Judy led her upstairs to a large room and pulled out several dresses from the walk-in closet, saying, "These are all unworn. Pick one."Aveline pointed to a black dress similar to the one she was wearing, "I'll take this one. Let's exchange contacts, so I can return it to you after I wash it or buy you a new one."Judy smiled. "No need, it's just a dress. Go ahead and change, I'll wait outside."Aveline nodded. "Okay."The walk-in closet door closed.Aveline looked at the dress similar to her own, her eyes glimmering.After a moment, she opened the door, smiling. "It fits perfectly, thank you."Judy nodded. "I’m glad you like it. I think Mr. Lucas is looking for you.""Really? I'll go find him then." Aveline said immediately, then turned and went downstairs.But as soon as she reached the bottom and started looking for Lucas, the music in the entire villa hall suddenly quiet
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