After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

That girl was the same one in the private room that day, asking Lucas when he would divorce.

She was intimately holding his arm.

Lucas had always been a clean freak.

When she first brought him home, even though he had lost his memory, some of his body's instinctive habits remained. Once he became familiar with the environment, he started cleaning her house, making every corner spotless.

He never accepted gifts from others, nor did he eat from street vendors. The occasional aura he exuded was something ordinary people lacked.

But now, he allowed that girl to hold his arm so intimately.

Was he trying to tell her that even if they didn't divorce, he would continue seeing that girl?

Aveline tightly clenched the hem of her clothes, her heart aching painfully, her eyes stinging with tears.

How could Lucas be so cruel?

How could he give the necklace she had chosen to another woman?

She took out her phone and called him. However, he hung up as soon as it started ringing. Undeterred, she kept calling until he finally answered.

"What do you want?"

was

The call connected, but she

all-what was

"I don't feel well..."

muffled

phone, watching

back immediately. Unable to speak, he

hour, two hours, and still, there wasn't a sound at

her

care about

up on the sofa, like a wounded animal licking its wounds, tightly hugging herself, hoping it would ease the pain

she felt someone lift

she quickly opened her eyes and saw Lucas's sharp, handsome face.

"Lu, you're back?"

laid her on the bed. Seeing her tears, he raised his hand to wipe them but

still refuse

frustration, still wearing