He was the one who proposed the divorce, yet he was also the one who kept delaying it. She used to wonder what he was thinking, but not anymore. If he didn't fulfill her wish, then he shouldn't think about being responsible for Sophia either. Unless, of course, he wanted Sophia to be an affair. She thought he wouldn't do that. After all, Sophia still held an important place in his heart.Aveline felt a pang of self-mockery, her eyes stinging with unshed tears. She quickly shut her eyes, determined not to let her emotions overflow.After a long while, she heard the sound of the door closing. At that moment, it felt like her heart had been smashed by a sledgehammer, shattered completely, the pain so intense it became numbness.She bit her lip hard, but eventually, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and the tears began to fall. Her mind was filled with memories of his gentleness over the past few days, and she felt as if she had been transported back to the days when they were happy
Aveline walked for nearly an hour before she finally managed to flag down a taxi. After giving the address, she stared out the window.It was late at night, and there wasn't a soul on the road.The driver glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Miss, why are you walking alone on the street so late? It's not safe."Aveline snapped back to reality and looked at the driver. He was wearing a hat and a mask, only his eyes were visible, which made her feel uneasy."I had a fight with my husband. He'll be here soon," she said.The driver responded, "Why run out after a fight? It's dangerous if you meet bad people."Aveline smiled, "You're very kind, driver. I'll be more careful next time."The driver smiled and didn't say anything more.Aveline remained alert until the car reached her apartment complex. The driver then asked, "Which building do you live in? I can drop you off right at the entrance so you don't have to walk."Aveline replied, "No need, thank you."The driver insisted, "It's no tro
Her hand trembled as she dialed a number from her contacts. It was only then that she realized it was Lucas' number.She thought about hanging up but hesitated. Deep inside, two voices clashed. One urged her to hang up and call the police, while the other pleaded with her to keep the call, to tell Lucas and ask for his help.They had lived together for a year, surely there were feelings between them. That voice tempted her to take a gamble, to see if Lucas valued her more than Sophia.The busy signal interrupted her thoughts.Aveline quickly canceled the 18th floor button and pressed the button for the 1st floor instead. She couldn't stay in this building any longer!Meanwhile, at the hospital.Sophia had just finished her surgery. Seeing Lucas, a smile spread across her face."Lucas, I'm so glad you're here with me. I feel safe with you," Sophia said weakly.Lucas had already arranged for a caregiver, who had just arrived. Hearing her words, he replied, "The caregiver will take care
What was there left to hold on to now?But if something truly bad happened to her, would he feel sad and regretful when he found out?If he did feel sad, maybe the past year hadn't been entirely wasted.As these thoughts swirled in her mind, the elevator doors opened, and she ran out, calling the police as she went. The sound of hurried footsteps followed close behind.Aveline's face turned pale with fear!She hadn't expected the man to catch up so quickly!"Hello? Someone is following me. I'm at..." she began urgently as soon as the call connected.But the next second, her hair was yanked back!"Ah!" she screamed as her phone was snatched from her hand and smashed onto the concrete floor, shattering instantly."You dare to run from me?"The raspy voice was identical to the one she'd heard on the phone earlier!A chilling fear enveloped her, and she struggled even harder."Who are you? Why are you following me?" she shouted.She couldn't think of anyone she had wronged. Who was this p
"Mr. Skyler, what are you doing here?" Aveline asked, her voice still trembling with fear.She was utterly terrified. Just a moment ago, she had nearly been dragged into the woods. She couldn't bear to think about what might have happened.Russell replied, "I was passing by. I was on the phone by the roadside when I heard something happening over here. I came to check and found you."He took out his phone. "I'll call the police now."Aveline nodded. "Okay."But when she turned back, the man was gone!"Where did he go?" Aveline gasped, her face turning even paler.Russell squinted his eyes. "He won't get far."After calling the police, they arrived quickly. Aveline described her ordeal and then went to the police station to make a statement. The police began reviewing surveillance footage and took samples of the skin under Aveline's fingernails.By the time everything was done, it was almost dawn.As they left the police station, Aveline turned to Russell. "Mr. Skyler, thank you so much
At the same time, the results of Brian's investigation came through.Lucas opened his phone and saw several photos. The pictures showed Aveline walking side by side with Russell, sitting together at a breakfast spot, and leaving the place together.The atmosphere in the car grew tense, and Lucas's expression turned icy cold. His dark eyes watched the approaching figures, who were chatting and laughing.Instead of resting at the Tudor residence during the night, she was out having breakfast with Russell?They weren't even divorced yet, and she was already eager to find someone else?Meanwhile, Brian looked at the other photos he had not sent to Lucas. These images showed Aveline being followed, her hair being grabbed as she was dragged into a dark alley, and Russell suddenly appearing to rescue her.Brian chose not to send these to Lucas.In his point of view, it was unnecessary.Aveline was never a good match for Lucas.They were from different worlds.It was better for them to divorce
Aveline looked at Lucas as if she had heard the most absurd joke, her face full of disbelief. "Lucas, do you hear yourself?"If he was here to accuse her, he certainly had no right to do so!Lucas's eyes darkened as he stared at her, his presence intense and oppressive. The air fell silent, the cold wind biting to the bone.Aveline saw the shadow of gloom on his handsome face and directly asked, "Does Miss Winter know you came out to find me?"Her tone was laced with sarcasm. Such double standards. Where was the fairness in that?Lucas's voice was icy, "You've always known about Sophia and me. You know why I'm divorcing you. But what's going on with you and Mr. Skyler?"Aveline's temper flared. "None of your business!"Anger flashed in her clear eyes. "Lucas, it's almost dawn. You might as well wait here with me. We’re going to the lawyer’s office as soon as it opens. We must get divorced today!"When her life was in danger, all she could think about was him. She felt completely hopel
"Jerk, jerk, jerk!" Aveline was so furious she could barely contain herself. How could such a shameless and despicable man exist in the world?She had never regretted it before, but now she truly did. She regretted ever taking him in!She was so angry she nearly passed out!Now, the divorce wasn't happening. What was she going to do?She stormed upstairs, too upset to sleep.As dawn slowly broke, Aveline felt a cold emptiness inside her.She must have owed Lucas a debt in her past life, which was why she was treated like this in this one.He felt indebted to Sophia and didn't want her to face danger, so he refused to divorce Aveline, making her a target for others.But didn't he owe Aveline too?She was the one who took him in!Without her, he, with his amnesia and blank slate, might have died long ago.Aveline laughed bitterly.What a mess....With dark circles under her eyes, Aveline went to the office and submitted her resignation letter. Ignoring the manager's reaction, she wen
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