Hearing this, Lucas closed his laptop, a slight smile playing at the corners of his lips as he looked at her. "Are you asking me for advice?"Aveline nodded. "Yes, after all, your family is far more complicated than mine."Lucas felt a slight sting at that remark, but he pushed it aside. After a brief pause, he said, "If it were me, I'd first find out who set the fire. If it was Juliet, I’d present the evidence and the paternity test to the Cooper family without hesitation. If it was the Cooper family, I’d find a way to destroy them."Aveline was taken aback. Her own thoughts had only gone as far as not acknowledging the Cooper family if they were behind the fire, pretending she knew nothing about it. But Lucas’s approach was far more ruthless.Seeing her reaction, Lucas seemed to read her mind. "Aveline, some people already know about you. You may want to ignore it all, but keeping quiet can be dangerous. They might try to eliminate you to protect themselves. After all, if you’re
Lucas agreed, and a wave of excitement surged through Aveline's heart.He agreed! He finally agreed!The marriage that had caused her so much pain, despair, and heartache was finally going to end!Aveline struggled to contain her excitement, her eyes fixed on his handsome features. "Are you serious? You’re not joking with me, right?"Lucas gave a slight nod. "I'm serious, Aveline. When it comes to discussing divorce, have I ever been the one to back down?"He looked at her with a faint smile, almost teasing.Aveline was speechless.Alright, she admitted it. She had been the one who wavered every time. First, there was the situation with Annie, and now there was the mess with Hilda. But this time, she was certain that the outcome wouldn’t be like before.She believed things would be different on the third try.Lucas still held her hand firmly. "Since I said I’m going to win you back, I need to show some sincerity. I won't do what you dislike, and I'll double down on everything you love.
“No,” Aveline replied firmly.She quickly reached out and pressed the elevator’s close button. The doors slowly shut, blocking out Lucas' sharp, handsome face. She let out a barely noticeable sigh of relief.She had to admit that this new tactic of Lucas caught her off guard. She was worried she might end up agreeing to his requests if she wasn’t careful.Stay calm. She had to stay calm.…When Aveline got home, she found Selena lounging on the sofa in the living room, watching TV. Hearing the door, Selena turned her head, and then jumped up, rushing over with excitement.“My beautiful Ave! I missed you so much!”Selena's enthusiasm was overwhelming for most people. Aveline stumbled back a few steps, a bit helpless. “I wasn’t even gone for that long.”“But I missed you anyway!” Selena said, clinging to her dramatically.Aveline felt the goosebumps rise on her skin once more and quickly said, “I’ve got a cold and don’t feel too great. Don’t hug me so tight—I can’t breathe.”Selena imme
Selena looked at her and asked, "So when are you planning to go to Larbor City?"Aveline replied, "I’ll wait until the divorce with Lucas is finalized."“What?” Selena was shocked again. “Did I hear that right? He actually agreed to a divorce?”“Yes, he did.” Aveline nodded. “To be honest, I’m surprised too. But when I thought about it, I realized that every time we’ve talked about divorce, he’s agreed and showed up. It was me who kept backing out.”Selena looked incredulous. “After all the back-and-forth, he’s finally giving in? What’s he up to?”“I don’t know.” Aveline shook her head, then yawned. "I’m exhausted. I’m going to bed. You should get some rest too."Selena nodded. “Alright, you get some sleep. I’ll head out.”She grabbed her bag and was about to leave, but at the door, she paused. “Oh, by the way, Aveline, Russ’ wedding is in three days. Are you really not going?”Aveline stopped for a moment and replied, "No, I'm not going."Russell didn’t want her there, and she was ind
Lucas turned and stumbled back toward his bedroom, collapsing face-first onto the bed, completely drained of energy.Aveline glanced around before starting to search for the first aid kit. After a few minutes, she finally found it beside the TV cabinet. She pulled out a thermometer and walked back into the bedroom."Let's check your temperature first."She approached the bed and aimed the digital thermometer at Lucas’ forehead. The reading quickly appeared on the small screen—39 degrees Celsius.Definitely a high fever.Aveline found some fever-reducing medication, filled a glass with water, and returned to the bedroom."Lucas, take the medicine."The man lying on the bed didn’t respond.She placed the water and pills on the side table and gently pushed his shoulder. Still no reaction."Lucas?"Aveline reached out to touch his face. The moment her fingers brushed his skin, she felt a wave of intense heat radiating from him. Before she could react, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and sh
Lucas carried her into the bathroom, a hint of amusement playing in his eyes as he washed her. "See? My service is quite thorough. Are you comfortable?"After the intense passion they had just shared, Aveline’s body felt weak and limp, but her tone was icy. “Very comfortable. How much do I owe you?”Lucas paused mid-wash, a dangerous glint appearing in his eyes. "What did you just say?"Aveline continued as if she hadn’t noticed, "Based on market rates, your skills and service were decent. How about a thousand bucks?"Lucas laughed in disbelief. This woman—she was treating him like some hired plaything!He squeezed her gently, teasingly. “Seems you’re satisfied with my service. How about we continue?”Aveline met his gaze coolly.Lucas didn't hold back, bending down to capture her lips in a deep kiss, only letting go when he felt her breath become uneven.Aveline reached up to push him away, but he simply resumed washing her.Resigned, she leaned against his shoulder and said, “Your fe
Aveline glanced at him, her heart unable to find peace. He was being surprisingly agreeable...Lucas sensed her gaze, a faint smile curving on his thin lips. "Regretting it? Shall we leave now?"Aveline quickly withdrew her gaze. She really couldn't show him even a hint of kindness; he'd take a mile if given an inch.With no dispute over the assets, the procedures were much simpler. However, they couldn't get the divorce certificate today; there was a mandatory thirty-day cooling-off period.Aveline frowned. If these thirty days passed peacefully, that would be fine, but if something were to happen..."Can't we just get it done right away?" she asked.The lawyer replied, "We have to follow the regulations."Fine.They left the lawyer’s office.Sunlight fell upon them. It was a cold winter, but the warm rays managed to disperse some of the chill.Lucas noticed the hint of regret on her face, and his eyes darkened slightly. "Regretting something? I’ll be back in thirty days, you know
She glared at her phone, gritting her teeth, cursing, “Damn capitalist!”…Aveline sent the initial draft to Patrick. Less than an hour later, she received a response—it wasn’t the feel he wanted.Her brows furrowed, and she spent a long time emailing back and forth with Patrick, but they still couldn't reach an agreement. Frustrated, she decided to meet him in person.Patrick readily agreed, and they arranged to meet at a newly opened restaurant in Cloudflare City.By evening, Aveline arrived at the restaurant's entrance, only to be stopped by the doorman."Sorry, ma'am, no entry without a reservation," he said, a polite smile on his face, but his eyes held a hint of disdain.Aveline was dressed simply—a knit sweater, jeans, and a versatile overcoat. Her long hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and she wore no makeup except for a touch of lip gloss, the only color on her.With Christmas approaching, the weather was getting colder, and Aveline could feel the biting chill of the win