Stepping out of the private room, the cold wind hit Aveline, jolting her back to reality. She abruptly pulled her hand away from Lucas, her eyes filled with confusion and disbelief as she looked at him."Lucas, what did you mean by what you just said?"Lucas glanced at his now empty hand, his expression already turning cold. His dark eyes brewed a storm of danger as he looked at the shock and bewilderment on her face. He let out a cold laugh."Hah, are you really that surprised? I told you, I’m not letting you go."He reached out, his hand gently brushing her face, relishing the turmoil in her eyes."Aveline, the divorce certificate is fake."Aveline’s slender figure swayed violently, and she grabbed his hand, her voice trembling. "Lucas, you’re lying, right? You’re just playing with me, aren’t you?"She couldn’t believe it!How could the divorce certificate be fake?How was that even possible?They had gone to the lawyer's office together, and she had checked the certificate countless
Aveline felt herself drifting as if she were floating weightlessly in midair. Her body seemed impossibly light, and she was filled with a sense of confusion. What was happening to her?"Aveline? Aveline?"A distant voice called out, familiar but too far away for her to recognize."Aveline, wake up!"The voice came again, closer this time.The confusion on Aveline's face slowly faded as she began to recognize the voice—it was Lucas!"No, don’t come near me!"Aveline clutched her head tightly, rejecting his approach, refusing to hear his voice. Memories flooded her mind in a chaotic rush, overwhelming her until she burst into tears."Ave!"Suddenly, Selena's voice pierced through the confusion, and Aveline's eyes flew open. Her face was damp with sweat and tears, and the pain in her body started to come alive."Ave, you’re finally awake! You scared me to death!" Selena sobbed, tears streaming down her face as she saw Aveline regain consciousness.Aveline blinked, trying to move her neck,
Aveline smiled slightly and asked, "Mr. Cooper, you're not from Cloudflare City, are you?"Gernard looked at her in surprise. "How did you know?""You don't quite have the local accent," Aveline replied.Gernard nodded. "You're right. I'm from Larbor City, here on business."He studied her face for a moment, then suddenly added, "Just so you know, I’m not trying to flirt, but Miss Young, every time I see you, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity."Aveline chuckled softly. "Do I remind you of a long-lost sister?"Gernard paused, genuinely considering the possibility.Aveline continued, "Mr. Gernard, if you have other matters to attend to, please don't let me keep you. Now that I'm awake, I'll be fine."Gernard couldn't come up with an answer because his long-lost sister had already been found."Alright, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me." Gernard nodded, leaving his card before standing up to leave.The room returned to its quiet state.Aveline closed her eyes, but
"You!"Selena glared at him, her anger boiling over, but she couldn’t find the words to respond. He was insufferable to the extreme!She glanced at Aveline and noticed the slight frown on her face, a sign that she was uncomfortable. Deciding not to escalate the situation further, Selena stepped back, her expression filled with frustration as she watched Lucas.Lucas brought the spoon to Aveline’s lips. She looked at him for a moment, said nothing, and then took a bite.There was no point in punishing her own body.Seeing that she didn’t refuse, a flicker of emotion passed through Lucas’ eyes.Aveline had just woken up, and she didn’t have much appetite. After eating a little, she said, "I’m full."Lucas then cleared the small table and gently lowered the bed."You..."He started to say something.But Aveline simply closed her eyes, clearly not interested in talking to him.Lucas pressed his lips together, his expression darkening, a heavy tension hanging in the air around him.Selena
Selena snapped, "Lucas, can you leave? Can’t you see no one here wants you around?"But Lucas ignored her, sitting on the sofa with his laptop. He wore a crisp white shirt, the top button undone, with no tie. His sharp, handsome face remained cold, his brows stern and intense. His long lashes cast shadows over his eyes, hiding the icy chill within them. His fingers tapped away at the keyboard with unwavering focus.Selena rolled her eyes, then turned to Aveline, handing her a glass of water. "He’s absolutely shameless."Aveline said quietly, "You should go home. The nurse can take care of me."Selena shook her head. "No way, I’m staying here with you."After a week, Aveline's condition had improved considerably, though she still needed to be cautious and limit her movements. Healing bones took time, and she had a long road to recovery.Just then, the door opened, and Aaron walked in."You look a lot better today than you did yesterday," Aaron remarked as he approached.Aveline’s expres
Selena was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter at Aaron's words, taking in his charming yet mischievous expression."Aaron, have you been hanging around Lucas too much? Everything you do seems to be about indulging your twisted pleasures without caring about how others feel. What is it with your circle? Is this some kind of tradition?"Aaron’s gaze darkened as he pulled her closer. "Selena, are you acting so rebellious because you’re afraid you might fall for me?""That’s impossible!" Selena instinctively retorted. "How could I ever like you?"Aaron’s expression grew more serious, but he continued, "If that’s the case, then what are you afraid of? Why are you running away? The two of us being together is just about enjoying the moment. Our bodies are in sync, our souls match—what more do we need?"Selena opened her mouth to argue but found herself momentarily at a loss for words.He wasn’t wrong.Their physical connection was undeniable, and being with him often brought her a
Her tone was cold as she struggled, trying to avoid his touch.But Lucas firmly grabbed her hand, bringing it up in front of her. "Smell for yourself—you stink."Aveline paused, actually sniffing her hand, but there was no strange odor.Her clear eyes filled with icy disdain as she glared at him. "I told you, I don’t need your help. Even if I smell, that’s my own problem."What did it have to do with him?Ignoring her protest, Lucas continued wiping her down. "Aveline, you might as well stop resisting, just like before. The result will be the same in the end."Aveline seethed with anger, her cold gaze fixed on Lucas’ face. She let out a bitter laugh. "Pathetic."With that, she closed her eyes, deciding not to fight him anymore.If he was determined to do this and she couldn’t escape, then so be it. If he wanted to humiliate himself, who was she to stop him?Lucas’ expression darkened, his sharp eyes narrowing as he looked at her for a long moment before continuing to wipe her down.He
In the blink of an eye, Aveline had been in the hospital for half a month. She could now walk but had to take it slow. Her fractured leg needed time to heal properly.That day, as she was practicing walking, with Selena by her side, the door to the hospital room suddenly opened.Both women looked up to see Judy entering the room.Selena’s brows furrowed. "What are you doing here?"Judy was dressed in the latest luxury fashion, her long, curled hair cascading over her shoulders, her makeup perfectly applied. She glanced at Aveline, who was wearing a hospital gown and looked pale and weak, and a faint smile appeared on her face."I’m here to check on Miss Young."Selena didn’t hold back. "We don’t want you here. You can leave."Lately, rumors of an impending marriage between the Tudor and Thompson families had been spreading like wildfire. Though nothing substantial had come of it, gossip like this had a way of becoming accepted as truth over time. And considering that Lucas and Aveline
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