After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

As the words fell, the air seemed to freeze.

Aveline blinked, then smiled and pushed him away. "Lucas, this is pointless."

Wanting a divorce and to sleep with her-where did he get such audacity?

Aveline went straight to freshen up.

Lucas's emotions, which had finally calmed down, became agitated again.

By the time Aveline came out, Lucas had already left.

Without any expression, she went to the kitchen, made some salad, and ate a few bites. Then she took out her phone and called Desmond. "Hello, Miss Young."

Aveline said, "I'm taking a day off today. Could you assist me?"

Desmond was startled and then asked, "May I ask why you're taking a day off, Miss Young?"

Aveline replied, "To get a divorce."

Desmond kept quiet.

He shouldn't have asked.

"Alright, I'll help you with that."

"Thank you."

After hanging up, Aveline got up to wash the dishes.

Then she started cleaning the house. She did a thorough

cleaning, but even after the house was spotless, something still felt off.

Her gaze swept over the coffee table, and she saw the couple's mugs on it.

They were an eyesore.

Aveline immediately found an unused box and packed everything in the house that belonged to him.

The mugs, clothes, shoes, socks, fitness equipment, even his razor and mouthwash-everything went into the box to be thrown out!

When everything was packed, Aveline looked at the contents of the box and felt a bit dazed.

So, after living here for a year, all his belongings fit into just one box?

Her fingers rested on the edge of the box, her eyes filled with bitter reflection.

This was destined to be a relationship that couldn't last, which was why his things were so few, too few to ever truly integrate into her life.

Her chest ached with a sharp, sour pain. She took a deep breath, picked up the box, and placed it outside the door, intending to throw it in the trash later. When Lucas came up, he saw the box at the door. He glanced at the familiar items inside, and as he bent down to look closer, his expression darkened.

Aveline was sitting on the sofa eating fruit when her phone rang. She picked it up and answered, "Hello?"

"Come down," came the man's low, indifferent voice.

Aveline asked, "Is the divorce agreement ready?"

But the call had already ended.

Ha! What a temper!

Aveline finished her last bite, then got up, grabbed her bag, and headed downstairs.

When she reached the door, she noticed the box was gone.

Where did it go?

Did someone throw it away?

She stood at the door thinking for a moment but didn't dwell on it since she was planning to throw it out anyway.

She locked the door and went downstairs, spotting a luxurious car parked nearby. The car's tinted windows blurred the man's stern features, softening his cold demeanor somewhat. Aveline opened the car's back door and was about to get in.

"Am I your driver?" Lucas's cool voice came from the front seat.

Aveline got in anyway. "We're going to get divorced, not on a date. Cut the crap and drive!"

Lucas kept quiet.

His face darkened, and he gripped the steering wheel with one hand, not moving for a long while.

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car. She rolled her eyes. "So hard to please."

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She got out and then sat in the passenger seat.

This time, the car started, the engine roaring as they quickly left the district.

They soon arrived at the lawyer's office. Aveline took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.

Lucas followed behind her. Just then, his phone rang. He

answered it, and whatever was said made him frown. "Alright, I'm on my way."

Hanging up, he grabbed Aveline's hand. "You're coming with me.