After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas)

Lucas smirked. "Then why were you staring at me? Do you like me?"

As he spoke, his lips curved into a faint smile.

He reached out to caress her face. "I know you've always liked me, but there's no need to be so obvious. Otherwise, I might not be able to resist doing something right here."

Aveline was speechless, thinking, "Is he crazy?"

She quickly got up from his lap, her cheeks feeling warm, and headed straight for the bathroom.

Lucas watched her retreating back, the smile on his lips fading slightly before he returned to his work.

Aveline splashed cold water on her face, trying to calm down.

Otherwise, she might not be able to resist slapping him. She reminded herself that she needed to ask him for a favor, so she had to be patient and humble.

A bitter smile appeared on her face. She was his wife, yet to get him to do something, she had to lower herself and cater to him. She felt like a failure as a wife. Then again, he was even more of a failure as a husband.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that he was busy again. She hesitated before asking, "Lucas, could you..."

"I'm busy," Lucas interrupted, his deep, magnetic voice cold.

Aveline's words were cut off.

She looked at his side profile-his slightly bowed head, the sharp jawline, the tense jaw, the straight bridge of his nose, and his lips pressed into a faint line. He exuded a cold, aloof aura.

Realizing it was pointless to continue, she sat quietly on the sofa,

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waiting for him to finish. She hadn't slept well the previous night and had come to see Lucas early in the morning. Now, she was exhausted.

Unconsciously, she leaned against the sofa and fell asleep.

Lucas looked up from his work to see her sleeping peacefully, her beautiful face showing signs of fatigue. Her brows were furrowed as if she were having a nightmare. He stood up and walked over, bending down to study her face closely. His gaze traced over her nose, lips, and the faint marks on her neck that hadn't completely faded.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

His eyes darkened as he took it all in.

He stood up, draped his jacket over her, and returned to his work.

When Aveline woke up, the room was dimly lit. She felt disoriented as she sat up, and the jacket covering her slid off. Surprised, she looked down and realized it was Lucas' jacket. She had fallen asleep!

Grabbing his jacket, she turned to look at his workspace, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Panic set in.

"Lucas?"

Had he left again? When would he come back? How could she resolve Zachary's issue if he kept disappearing?

She pulled out her phone to call him, but just then, the bedroom door opened.

Lucas walked out, a towel wrapped around his waist.

His upper body was bare, showcasing his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and defined muscles. Droplets of water glistened on his abs, slowly trickling down and disappearing into the towel. "Have you seen enough?" his deep, magnetic voice broke the silence.

Aveline snapped out of her trance. "Why are you taking a bath at this hour?"

It was only six-thirty in the evening!

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