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

Aveline struggled fiercely, but Lucas' arms were like iron clamps, holding her tightly, leaving her no room to break free.

"Let go of me, Lucas, let go of me!"

Her voice was hoarse, her eyes reddening, and her entire body trembled in his embrace.

Lucas only held her tighter. "Never, Aveline. I will never let you go in this lifetime. I'll hold you like this until you're willing to accept me again."

His warm breath brushed against her neck, and tears blurred her vision. His scent was one she knew so well, one she had once depended on deeply—it was etched into her very soul, impossible to forget. At this moment, being held by him eased some of the fear in her heart, though she hated herself for feeling this way.

He had been so cruel, so why did she still feel so attached to him?

Her emotions gradually settled. She closed her eyes, her voice now raspier, "I'm fine now. Let go of me."

Lucas slightly loosened his hold, creating some distance between them, but didn't immediately release her. He studied her expression, and only when he saw that she was truly calm did he slowly let go.

"I'm not comfortable leaving you alone at home. Either you come to my place to rest, or I'll stay at yours," Lucas said in a deep voice.

at him, anger flashing in

asking to sleep with you. Besides, sleeping with you

Aveline frowned. "We're divorced."

eyes darkened. "Once

Aveline was speechless.

so shameless? He didn't listen to a word she

voice cold. "Don't come over, and I won't go to

doors opened, and Aveline stepped inside. Lucas placed his hand on the door, staring at her intently. "Your silence is that your way of telling me to come over?" Aveline still

push her any further, so he sighed and said, "I won't go into the master bedroom. I'll stay in the living room

at him,

eyebrow. "Have you forgotten

things worse-Aveline's expression turned even colder. The mere thought that he'd discussed such an intimate issue with a doctor left her reeling. And to top it off, he'd come back

in warning, the sound grating on her

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