Divorced

Chapter 602

Aveline’s body tensed, instinctively wanting to struggle, but she forced herself to remain still. She knew this was what he ultimately wanted; everything that happened before was just a prelude. She had already prepared herself mentally for this.

But just when she expected him to take the next step, he simply held her for a long time. Aveline’s body remained rigid, her lips pressed into a tight line.

Lucas could sense her tension. The living room was so quiet that the subtle sound of their intertwined breathing was the only thing that broke the silence.

Suddenly, Lucas released her, his deep, magnetic voice cool as he said, “Goodbye.”

Aveline froze, surprised by his words. She looked at him, confused.

Lucas frowned, “What’s with that expression? Are you disappointed?”

Aveline quickly stood up. “It’s late. I’ll head home now.”

Without waiting for a response, she hurried out. Lucas watched her retreating figure until the door closed, cutting off his view.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and let the smoke cloud his face, obscuring the emotions in his dark, sharp

eyes.

In Aveline’s mind, he was probably always after just one thing. After all, that’s what he had told her before.

But today, he realized something new–just being with her, even if it was doing something as mundane as watching a ridiculous TV drama, brought him a quiet sense of contentment.

It felt strangely similar to how he felt when he had lost his memory.

Taking a deep drag of the cigarette, Lucas tried to suppress the chaos in his mind. If he enjoyed being with her this much, then he would just have to find a way to keep her from leaving.

When Aveline returned home, she still felt a bit dazed. Lucas had actually let her go so easily. It was unbelievable. This had never happened before. Her emotions were a tangled mess. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Now, she found it even harder to figure out what Lucas was thinking. What was he really trying to do? After wasting an entire evening, he still hadn’t said whether he would leave Sidney alone or not.

Aveline sighed softly, then headed to the bathroom to take a shower.

The next morning, when Lucas opened his door, he found Aveline standing there, holding a lunchbox.

“Good morning, I made breakfast for you,” Aveline said with a light smile, handing him the box.

Lucas suddenly walked past her and moved to the window, looking outside.

Puzzled, Aveline asked, “What are you looking at?”

“I’m just checking if pigs are flying today,” Lucas replied.

Aveline was speechless. She was asking for his help, so she had to show some sincerity. They couldn’t keep parting on bad terms; it wouldn’t be conducive to their discussions.

After so many rounds of clashing with him, Aveline had finally come to terms with the situation. She decided to go along with his whims, as long as she could achieve her goal.

Lucas walked back over, took the lunchbox, and then stepped into the elevator.

Aveline followed him in and asked, “You’ve had the whole night to think about it. What do you say?”

Lucas responded, “About what?”

Seeing the indifferent look on his face, as if he truly hadn’t given Sidney’s situation any thought, Aveline felt a wave of frustration surge through her chest. Her good mood from earlier that morning vanished

instantly.

“Stay calm,” she reminded herself. “His terrible behavior wasn’t anything new…”

“Could you please stop targeting Sidney? We’re just friends,” Aveline said, trying to keep her patience in check.