Chapter 35

"Mr. Lucas, the ginger tea is ready," the servant's voice came through.

"Bring it in," Lucas commanded in a deep voice.

The servant placed the ginger tea on the nightstand, bowed slightly, and left the room, closing the door behind them.

Lucas held Aveline down. "Ave, drink the ginger tea. It'll make you feel better."

Aveline continued to struggle. "No, no, get away from me. I want to go home."

Lucas said, "Drink it, and I'll take you home."

Aveline turned her head and flopped onto the soft bed. "I don't want to go home. I want to live in a big apartment, like one of those 300-square-meter ones!" Lucas pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "This is it. You can stay here from now on."

"Who are you?" Aveline asked.

"Look at me and see who I am," Lucas said, grabbing her chin gently.

Aveline stopped struggling and stared at him for a moment before saying, "Oh, you look familiar, like my scumbag ex-husband."

frown deepened. "We haven't divorced

Aveline raised her hand. "After the divorce, I'll have a cute

my right.

darkened. "We haven't divorced yet,

We haven't divorced, but you can still hug other women. Why can't I think about

eyes showed a mix of emotions. He knew she was drunk and couldn't let her go on like this. Without the ginger tea, she would feel

picked up the cup and

shook her

intensely, then drank a large mouthful of the tea himself.

"Mmm!"

off guard, Aveline was fed a mouthful of

as she finished coughing, her lips were blocked again. This repeated a few more times

and then went to the bathroom. When he came back,

seemed much more peaceful. Her cheeks were flushed, her long eyelashes curled, and her features were

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out and touched her face. It was warm, likely from the alcohol. The room was quiet, with only

her hand was warm and resilient. She instinctively touched it a few times. Hmm... why did

second, her hand

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